Both Sect Heads Wanted Out of the Marriage, So They Tried to Ruin the Town Together novel · Chapter 3 of 24
Chapter 3: The Worst Wine in the Valley
Her worst wine sells out, her husband charms the market, and at the kitchen table he proves relentless when he wants something.
The Concord Inspector drank the first cup of Rowdy Tiger standing in the lane, with her notebook open in her other hand.
Her eyes watered.
She set down the cup with great dignity and said, "Magnificent."
"It strips paint," said Luoyi. "I would like that on the record."
"It wakes up the whole spine," said the Inspector, writing. "I'll take four jugs."
By sunrise the ferrymen had heard, and they came up the hill in a long, yawning line, still smelling of river mud.
"It's the only thing that works on the cold, Mistress," one told her, with tears in his eyes.
Luoyi tripled the price.
They paid it cheerfully, and one man kissed his jug.
By the sixth bell, all three hundred jugs were gone.
Across the lane, her husband was charming the market to death.
He knew every stallholder by name, and their daughters' names, and which father owed the baker.
When a crowd came at him waving rent chits, he said yes to every one, and lowered three rents and waived two fines before lunch.
"You can't say yes to everything," Luoyi hissed.
"I know," said Zhuyuan, with the face of a man confessing a crime.
Behind him, his steward, Ma Dehai, a thin man, tapped a mark on his sleeve.
"Refusals," said Steward Ma. "Head Jiang, zero."
Then Zhuyuan climbed onto a barrel, rang his little silver bell, and unrolled the Market Code.
It had fourteen pages, and it took effect at once.
He was good, Luoyi thought.
He had a plan, and it was thorough, and it was going to work.
She went home with a full cashbox and a headache.
The Hearth House kitchen was dark except for the stove.
She sat on the edge of the kitchen table, still in her brown brewer's robes, and ate a sesame cake with great violence.
Zhuyuan came in and shut the door.
The goats, who had learned to open their own door, stood in the doorway to the next room and watched.
The one in the traveler's hat chewed slowly.
"You've been looking at me all day," said Luoyi, with her mouth full.
"Yes," said Zhuyuan.
"You were supposed to be governing."
"I governed. I also looked at you."
He crossed the kitchen and stopped in front of her knees.
"I want my mouth on you," he said, very calmly. "I have wanted it since the fourth bell."
"I thought about it through fourteen pages of the Market Code."
Luoyi stopped chewing.
She swallowed the cake.
She brushed sesame seeds off her fingers, slowly, while he watched every one fall.
"Kneel," she said.
He went down on his knees on the kitchen floor without a sound.
From down there, he looked up at her.
She pulled her robe open and hitched her skirt up to her waist, and parted her knees on the edge of the table.
"Get on with it, Head Jiang."
His hands slid up her bare thighs and spread them wider.
He did not dive in.
He looked.
He looked for so long that she felt her face heat and her pussy go slick under his eyes.
"You're already wet," he said, low. "You've been wet since I shut the door."
"Are you going to read it or lick it?"
His ears went red.
He leaned in and licked her, one long flat stroke from her hole up to her clit.
Her breath went out of her in a rush.
He did it again, slower.
Then he did it a third time and stayed there, his tongue resting on her clit.
He looked up at her over the curve of her belly.
"Circles," she said. "Small ones. Don't press yet."
He made small circles with the tip of his tongue, light and wet and patient, and her thighs twitched.
"Now press."
He pressed.
The pleasure was sharp and sweet, and she grabbed the table edge behind her.
"Good," she breathed. "That's good. Keep that."
He kept it.
He kept it so exactly that she started to shake, and then he did the thing she had not told him to do.
He sealed his mouth over her clit and sucked.
Luoyi cried out and a jar rattled on the shelf.
The goat in the hat bleated.
Zhuyuan lifted his mouth for one breath, shining wet to the chin.
"You taste incredible," he said.
"You taste like good rice wine. Clean and sweet and a little sharp."
"Don't talk about wine with your face in my pussy."
"I'll talk about whatever makes you this wet," he said, and went back down.
He ate her the way he had worked the market, without hurry and without missing a thing.
He learned which side of her clit made her gasp and which made her swear.
He licked into her pussy, deep as his tongue would go, and dragged it back up.
He slid two fingers into her and curled them while he sucked, and her hips came up off the table into his face.
"Yes," said Luoyi. "Yes, like that, right there."
He groaned against her.
The sound buzzed through her clit and nearly finished her.
She put her hand on the back of his head and held him exactly where she wanted him.
He went where she held him, and stayed, and worked his fingers faster.
"You're so good," he said into her, muffled. "You're clenching on my fingers."
"Come on my mouth. Come on my tongue."
She came hard, with her heels digging into his back and her head knocking against the shelf.
Her pussy pulsed around his fingers, and he licked her through all of it, steady, until the waves went flat and sweet.
She sagged back on her hands, panting.
"There," she said. "Good. You can stop."
Zhuyuan did not stop.
He moved his mouth lower, kissed the inside of her thigh, and then licked her clit again, softly, while it was still raw and twitching.
She yelped.
"I said stop."
He lifted his head an inch.
His eyes were dark and fixed and not polite at all.
"You came in about forty breaths," he said. "I want to see if I can do it faster."
Luoyi stared at him.
All day he had smiled at stallholders and agreed to everything.
Now he knelt between her thighs with her taste on his chin and wanted something, plainly, for himself.
It went through her.
"Fine," she said. "Faster. Prove it."
"Yes."
He put his mouth back on her.
This time he did not start slow.
He knew her now, and he used everything he knew.
His tongue went flat and fast on her clit, and three fingers stretched her open.
His free hand pressed down low on her belly.
The pressure of his palm made his fingers feel huge.
"Oh," she gasped. "Oh, gods, Zhuyuan, what are you doing?"
"Learning," he said, and sucked.
She was too sensitive and it was too much, and she wanted every bit of it.
Her legs shook so hard she clamped them around his head to keep them still.
He hummed against her, pleased, and fucked her harder with his fingers.
"Look at you," he said, between licks. "You're dripping down my wrist. You're so wet the table's wet. Thirty breaths. Twenty."
"Stop counting," she said, and laughed, and then could not laugh.
The second climax hit her low and deep and long.
It squeezed her whole body, and she came with a sob, her thighs locked around his ears and her fingers knotted in his hair.
He licked her slowly through the end of it, gentler and gentler, until she pushed his face away with both hands.
This time he stopped at once.
He sat back on his heels on the kitchen floor, flushed and breathing hard, his cock tenting the front of his grey robe.
He wiped his mouth on the back of his hand, and then, watching her, licked his hand clean.
"Fifteen breaths," he said.
"You counted."
"I count everything," said Zhuyuan. "I wanted to know."
Luoyi looked down at him, legs still trembling, her robe open and her skirt around her waist.
Her husband was not a sweet, sincere, harmless man who could not say no.
He was a man who, when he wanted something, did not stop until he had it.
She would have to remember that.
"Get up," she said. "You've got goat hair on your knees."
He stood, and the goat in the traveler's hat ate the last of her sesame cake off the table.
By morning, forty-one petitions were waiting on the porch.
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