Su Qinglan didn't hold back. She rained kisses down his torso, her lips traveling over his tight, corded muscles and leaving a trail of blooming red marks like a map of her ownership.
"Remember the rules, student," she whispered against his skin, her voice a playful threat. "You are not allowed to touch me at all. If you move your hands, the lesson ends."
"Mmmm," he nodded.
Shi Feng hissed, his fingers digging into the furs beneath him as he fought the urge to pull her closer.
He was drowning in the blissful sensation of her teeth grazing his skin, his breath coming in short, ragged gasps. He kept his eyes closed, savoring every small bite and every warm press of her lips.
But his eyes snapped wide open when she suddenly slipped lower.
With her dress shifted aside, her gaze landed directly on his heat.
