Caution: Content not suited for readers below 16 years of age!Florence
That night he saw her standing at the room"s doorstep, dressed in a black, diaphanous mid-thigh gown.
"Do you know how long have I waited for this moment?" he spoke huskily while walking towards her.
Holding her hand, he pulled her into the room and nestled her amongst his arms.
"You resemble a cup of strawberry and cream when you blush", he murmured in her ear.
She swivelled her face and gently nipped his ear with her teeth. The growl emanated deep in his throat and he cupped her face drawing her lips into a deep long kiss. He poured his entire pent-up pa.s.sion into her mouth. His teeth clashed with hers, the tongues danced to the primal tune of mating. Her body moulded itself to the contours of his body. Her softness filled in his sharp angles and crevices.
As they resurfaced for air, beads of perspiration clung to his forehead while her flesh pebbled up. His hands roamed up and down the satin dress, loving the way her body felt under his hands.
"Why have you punished your hair and pulled them up so severely", he chided her gently, pulling the pins out of her tightly coiled bun.
He ran his hands through her tresses, easing out the knots. Her eyes were shut with pleasure etched clearly on her face.
She looked too serene, too much in control. Savagely, he yanked her hair and pushed her to the bed behind her. Arousal was burning in her eyes and hair was strewn all around her face. He thought she looked glorious. He bent down swiftly to cover her body with his own. Trying to wiggle from under him, she squirmed making their bodies tense up in delicious friction.
"Oh no, you don"t get to escape me anymore. You are mine and I intend to leave you in no doubt of that tonight", his voice reverberated in her entire body.
Tugging his tie, he caught hold of her hands and tied them behind her back with it.
Before she could protest against it, he whispered, "I have only done this to ensure that your hands don"t interfere with mine."
He extended his right hand and cupped her left cheek. His touch made her s.h.i.+ver. She wanted to look away but his chocolate brown eyes had her hypnotised. Tang brought himself closer to her without breaking the eye lock. Slowly he closed the distance between them. When their faces were inches apart, they both could feel each other"s breathe. He moved his face ahead as his lips almost touched hers. Jia Li forgot to breathe when he moved his face lower to her right side. His lips were now near her neck. He could smell her citrus scent. Looking up, he saw her eyes were hazy with pa.s.sion already. Breath hitched, he raised his head to rain kisses on her forehead, her temple and then on her cheek. He could feel her breath had become irregular and heavy, or was that his own? Jia Li"s face was inflamed as she tried to suck in breath from her mouth.