Song Yan initially put up a token resistance before quickly surrendering to her own desires, her hands climbing to his shoulders as she tried to reciprocate, but to no avail; his assertive kiss threw her into disarray, and with her unable to keep pace, she had no choice but to let him take what he wanted.
The sound of buttons popping open pulled her back from lust to a semblance of rational thought.
Today, she was wearing a white chiffon blouse, and with one tug, he had popped off two buttons.
Her trench coat had somehow ended up on the floor, and with one hand supporting her back, he kissed her feverishly, while she, lost in confusion and desire, could do nothing but respond...
Her pale, slender fingers threaded through his black hair as she closed her eyes and tilted her head back, nervous yet still faintly expectant.
"Hiss—"
A sharp pain in her neck snapped her fully awake.
Song Yan felt both pain and irritation, scolding, "Gu Chenxiao, are you a dog or something?"
Ouch!
