Lu Tian had made one thing perfectly clear.
He wouldn't leave Yue Ling's office until she properly sanitized him.
And by his standards, a few innocent kisses were nowhere near enough.
Yue Ling had initially laughed at his ridiculous excuse.
Unfortunately, Lu Tian had proven remarkably persistent. Somewhere between his teasing whispers and affectionate kisses, she had forgotten all about the unfinished documents waiting on her desk.
His mouth was everywhere—her throat, her collarbone, the sensitive spot behind her ear that made her gasp.
She bit down on her lip, determined to stay silent even as heat pooled low in her belly.
"Let me hear you," he murmured against her skin.
"No," she breathed, even as her hands pulled him closer, nails dragging across his shoulders.
His shirt long discarded the moment he told her to sanitize him.
