Don't Be a Tease, Mr. Blackwood

Chapter 62: Chapter 62: Fragrant Lip Treasure Hunt

Sophie Shaw sat up in bed. Looking at the crowd of wealthy young men in the room for the wedding night hazing, her head began to throb.

Aside from Jaden, she didn’t know anyone else.

So many unfamiliar faces, yet they were all a whirlwind of rowdy energy.

She quickly spotted Anne among the tall and brawny young men. Being petite, Anne had struggled to squeeze her way to the front.

When she saw Sophie’s pleading gaze, Anne just shrugged, signaling that she was powerless to help. She was already a huge shipper of Sophie and Alaric Blackwood, and the mischievous part of her was strangely eager to see them kiss with an ice cube between their lips.

’That would be so intense.’

"Stop dawdling! Bring on the ice!" Jaden yelled.

He was the most boisterous of them all. freewebnovel.cσ๓

The butler nodded with a smile and walked toward Sophie with a small plate of ice. But the plate was quickly intercepted by Alaric Blackwood, who personally brought the ice to his bride.

The ice on the small plate was in round, candy-sized pieces. A pair of metal tweezers for picking them up lay on the plate as well.

Sophie balked internally. After all, to her, the people surrounding her and Alaric Blackwood were almost all strangers.

"Can we not do this?"

Alaric Blackwood picked up an ice cube with the tweezers and brought it to Sophie’s lips. "Half an hour at most. It’s just part of the process. Just bear with it."

Sophie’s face turned crimson with embarrassment.

’Does his "half an hour" mean when the games will be over?’

’Or how long it’ll take for the ice to melt?’

"Kiss, kiss, kiss..."

The game hadn’t even started, but the playboys were already hooting and hollering.

Sophie looked at the small ball of ice being offered to her, parted her red lips, and took it into her mouth.

"Hss... So cold... Mmph..."

Before she had much time to react, Alaric Blackwood had already pulled her up and his lips were on hers.

The clink of the ice against their teeth was a faint sound only the two of them could hear.

Her waist was held tightly, and a warm hand cupped the back of her neck with a power that was impossible to refuse or ignore. It left her with no choice but to brace herself and meet his unrestrained kiss.

The rising heat caused the ice ball to slowly melt in her mouth. A crystalline liquid trickled from the corner of her lips, dripping onto her vibrant red wedding robe.

The scene was enough to make anyone flush and their heart race.

Anne’s cheeks burned, feeling embarrassed on Sophie’s behalf.

Among the hooting young men, one stared intently at the radiant bride, his Adam’s apple bobbing involuntarily...

"Mr. Lynch, seriously? Are your eyes glued to her?"

The person who slapped his arm was his good buddy, Caleb Cheney. Also a playboy, the two were like two peas in a pod.

He snapped out of his daze, a roguish grin spreading across his face. "What haven’t I seen? What kind of woman haven’t I been with? You think a little kiss is enough to make me stare dumbstruck?"

Caleb Cheney pursed his lips. "Have you been with one like that?"

As he spoke, he jutted his chin toward the blushing bride.

Oscar Lynch said nothing, his gaze returning to Sophie. She was quite tall with a delicate, curvy figure, and her looks fell into that "innocent but alluring" category. The kind of person who seemed perfectly proper one moment, but when they turned on the charm, could drive you crazy with longing.

Right then, Oscar Lynch was feeling just such a restless craving.

He realized he’d been with long-legged starlets, innocent young things, and sexy, dominant women, but he had never tried a woman of Sophie’s type.

Everyone was focused on the bride and groom, so no one overheard the quiet conversation between the two men.

...

The ice melted slower than she expected. In the end, Sophie had to crush the last little bit with her teeth.

The game, "Like a Fish to Water," lasted nearly half an hour, meaning Sophie and Alaric Blackwood had been kissing for half an hour straight.

When the man’s lips finally left hers, her own were numb.

"Next game: ’Lucky Bite’!" Jaden announced with high spirits, laying out the rules. "The blindfolded bride feeds the groom cake, and the groom gives verbal directions."

"Okay, bring in the props!"

After his shout, the butler and a maid brought over a piece of cake and a long strip of red cloth for a blindfold. The cloth had the "double happiness" character printed on both ends, clearly prepared specifically for the wedding night games.

Sophie didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. Seeing Alaric Blackwood take the red cloth to blindfold her, she bit her still-numb lips and took a step back. "How many games are we playing?"

"Three at most." freewebnovel.cσ๓

Sophie nodded, letting the man tie the red cloth over her eyes.

Alaric Blackwood took the cake and placed the plate in her left hand and the spoon in her right.

"Let’s begin."

His magnetic voice washed over her. She used the spoon to feel for the cake on the plate, while Alaric Blackwood, unhurried and in a languid tone, guided her with directions and angles.

Blindfolded, her world was pitch black, and she could only follow Alaric Blackwood’s commands.

Thankfully, she managed to scoop up a spoonful of cake right away. As she went to feed Alaric Blackwood, she carefully raised her hand, fumbling in the air before her.

"A little higher. A bit to the left. Higher still. Okay, feed me."

With Alaric Blackwood’s excellent directions, they cleared the second game quickly.

Jaden wanted something more exciting. Hearing Alaric Blackwood say they would only play three games, he picked a difficult one from the list he had prepared in advance.

"Last game, heh heh!" Jaden grinned wickedly at Alaric Blackwood. "It’s called ’Sweet-Lipped Scavenger.’ The groom lies down flat, we place nuts on his body, and the blindfolded bride has to collect them and feed them to the groom with her mouth."

Hearing she had to be blindfolded *and* use her mouth again, Sophie felt utterly exasperated.

’That Jaden... He’s so annoying!’

"Since the first game took a while, we can only play three. So for ’Sweet-Lipped Scavenger,’ we won’t use too many nuts. Just ten. As long as the bride collects ten nuts and feeds them to the groom, the game will be successfully completed."

The butler had a maid bring over a tray of nuts. A few of the wealthy young men immediately started shelling them, leaving only the kernels.

There were pistachios, walnuts, and even a sunflower seed kernel.

When Alaric Blackwood saw the tiny sunflower seed kernel, a low chuckle rumbled in his chest. He looked at Jaden. "Fine. Just wait until you get married. We’ll see how I get you back then."

Alaric Blackwood wasn’t a thin-skinned person, but after kissing Sophie in public for half an hour while everyone crowded around them and jeered, his handsome face was still visibly flushed.

"Get on the bed, Mr. Groom."

Jaden wasn’t scared at all. With a welcoming gesture, he motioned for him to lie down on the large bed.

He obliged and lay flat on the bed. The wedding hazing crew, led by Jaden, immediately swarmed him, placing the nuts on his body.

Some were placed on his chest, one on his forehead—almost all the nuts were concentrated on his upper body. Only Jaden, ever the nonconformist, intended to place the last nut in his hand somewhere around his abdomen.

His brow furrowed slightly. "Jaden, rein it in."

Going too far meant getting dragged to the boxing gym for a sound beating.

Warned by his glare, Jaden pulled back the hand that was about to place the nut. After a moment’s hesitation, he placed it on Alaric Blackwood’s lips instead, shutting the man’s smart mouth.

"Start your treasure hunt, Bride."

Once the young men had placed the nuts, they quickly backed away, leaving Anne to lead the blindfolded Sophie to the edge of the bed.

Sophie’s world was pitch-black. She slowly extended her hands forward, and after they touched Alaric Blackwood’s body, she slowly bent down...