Xia Yuqing gasped, her misty eyes flying wide open.
The sharp rip of fabric cut through the air as Lu Jinchen yanked open her blouse, revealing the beauty beneath. The cool air kissed her flushed skin, but it was nothing compared to the fire burning in his dark eyes.
A low chuckle rumbled in his chest. "Oops," he murmured, completely unrepentant. His eyes gleamed with mischief, dark and hungry. "Looks like I got carried away."
Her cheeks burned. That was an apology? He sure as hell didn't look sorry. If anything, his smirk screamed that he was enjoying every single second of this. A soft gasp left her lips as his mouth descended—not on her lips, but lower.
He trailed hot, lingering kisses along her collarbone, teasing, tormenting. Her fingers tangled in his hair as he pressed a sinful kiss against the hollow of her throat. Every touch sent shockwaves through her, every brush of his lips coaxing out a soft, shuddering breath.
