He kissed her ear and her neck before moving up to capture her lips in a deep, wet kiss. As their tongues danced, Su Qinglan felt a strange, familiar taste on his lips. She realized with a jolt of embarrassment that she was tasting herself.
She remembered when she had sucked him before and then kissed him, making him taste his own essence.
Now, he was doing the exact same thing to her. He was marking her, claiming her, and showing her that every part of her belonged to him.
"Fucking hell...when did the silly lion become so sly..." Now she really doesn't have anywhere to cry.
This silly lion was paying way too much attention to the classes, she thought, her heart swelling with love as she surrendered herself to his touch.
The rhythmic thrusting of Shi Feng's long fingers sent Su Qinglan spiraling. Her breath came in short, jagged shudders as the pleasure built into an uncontrollable wave.
