A/N: Okay, I need to give you guys this smoky chapter, because it can't be only me edging off the seat for something like this!
He pressed his hips down, settling his weight against me. The friction was electric. I gasped, arching my back instinctively, my fingers digging into his shoulders.
He stared at my mouth, his gaze hungry, possessive.
"Yichen," I breathed, a plea and an invitation wrapped in one.
"Tell me to stop," he challenged, his voice rough. "Tell me to let you up, Mo Yi. And I will."
Would you even listen to me?
I looked at him. I felt the weight of him, the heat of him, the absolute certainty of him.
"Don't," I whispered.
He didn't. It was all he took to scoop me into his arms and make his way back to our villa. I heard Han Lei snide teasing from the water, and I buried my head into Yichen's shoulder my cheeks bright red.
How am I going to face them tomorrow?
