She gradually lost control, becoming dizzy with confusion as she felt her blood rushing upwards.
In the end, his kisses were fierce and intense. Gazing at her eyes, misting over with a thin layer of fog, he found her increasingly enthralling.
Huo Jingting's Adam's apple rolled with difficulty; his broad palm tore open the buttons of her blouse and caressed her back.
Gu Nanqiao let out a low breath between her lips as Huo Jingting lifted her slender body onto the kitchen counter and buried his face against her chest.
Instinctively, she wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, squinting through moistened eyes. Huo Jingting kissed away the wet trails at her eyes' corners, gentling his touch considerably.
He knew her inner fear had not fully dissipated. Fearing he might frighten her and feeling her trembling beneath the palm of his hand, he paused his heavy breathing, "Maybe... next time?"
