Zhenlan didn't stop when my body began shaking beneath him.
He slowed down, and that made it so much worse in the best way possible.
His tongue moved over me with the same steady pressure while his fingers stayed threaded through mine against the blanket. Every time I tried to lift my hips, the arm across my stomach held me where he wanted me.
The heat building inside me tightened until I couldn't think around it.
My hand pulled harder at his hair. "Zhenlan."
He pressed his mouth closer.
The release hit hard enough to pull my back from the blanket. Wind rushed through the clearing at the same time, tearing through the upper branches and sending flowers bending away from us.
Zhenlan held my hips through every wave.
He didn't lift his head until my legs stopped shaking around his shoulders. When he finally looked up, his mouth was wet and the calm expression he normally wore had become something much darker.
I was still trying to breathe when he kissed the inside of my thigh.
