The moment Su Zhinian yanked open the door, he noticed the girl's steps down the stairs stop. Before she even turned around, with a crease of his brows, he controlled her mind, and she stopped moving.
He stopped before her and lowered his head to study her face. A wonderful assembly of colors was swirling at the bottom of his eyes, and even his breath had gotten heavier.
His long lashes flickered, and his tapered fingers ran through her hair to lightly seize the back of her neck. As he raised her face up, he leaned in to kiss her lips.
At that moment, the sounds surrounding him fell away and disappeared, in their place was the gentle sweetness that was unique to her.
He used the entirety of his strength to grind at her lips, and his fingers in her hair were shaking wildly. With an unstoppable strength, his tongue pried open her teeth and reached into her mouth to tangle intimately with her soft tongue.
