Long Jie woke up Song Luli with kisses, showering her face in the morning. Song Luli stirred awake, opening her eyes, smiling up at him.
She lifted a hand, caressing his cheek, tracing the lines of his sharp jaw, feeling the stubble of his facial hair. He gazed at her with depthless ocean eyes. She then flipped over him, gripping his jaw, taking control.
Long Jie's eyes widened in astonishment; a blazing desire roiled in him. She lifted his chin with her index finger, exposing his neck fully. Long Jie's nostrils flared; he couldn't anticipate what Song Luli wanted to do with him.
He could admit that only she made him feel that way. The stir of his desire did not come easily; she aroused him in ways that other women couldn't. And living with Song Luli, he was trying to figure it out.
It wasn't just the fact that they were a man and woman living in the same house alone; it was the fact that he liked her, and he was too stubborn to realize it sooner.
