Shen Tang was tightly confined in his embrace.
He lifted her leg, slowly sinking down to get closer, his scorching breath and shadow enveloping her completely.
So intimately close, she could clearly feel his increasing excitement,
and increasing danger.
Shen Tang could almost foresee the coming storm, her body involuntarily shivering. But when that moment truly arrived, she couldn't help but cry out in surprise, her fingers tightly clawing at his back, leaving trails of crimson marks.
At the same moment, Xiao Jin let out a suppressed low gasp.
He retained a shred of rationality, kissing away the dampness at the corner of her eye with tenderness, yet no matter what, he couldn't bear to let her go, instead softly coaxing her again and again, "Don't be afraid... I'll be gentle..."
Shen Tang clung to him like an octopus.
Xiao Jin kissed her affectionately, his palm resting on her waist, whispering gentle words of love.
