The fierceness of his kiss made her legs buckle and her heart tremble. She bit her lower lip and his powerful tongue forced its way through her widened lips and into her delicate mouth.
Ah!
Tang Mo'er slipped downwards. She could not stand such an intimate kiss, it overloaded her senses with a kaleidoscope of lights and fireworks and ignited a fire inside. It took her breath away, filling her instead with his intoxicating scent.
Gu Mohan kissed her for a while, he was addicted to those teasing lips, they were soft and fragrant, begging him for more. She started to pull away slightly, he opened his eyes to see her face flushed and enticing. Her eyes were dazed and unfocused, "What do you want, huh?"
Tang Mo'er mustered up her courage and flipped him around, pinning him to the wall. They had switched positions and she looked at him in determination. "You. As my male prostitute."
