LONG JIE! You ass"
She gripped his collar to pull him closer to threaten him but it was nothing threatening for the third person. They were close, too close for their own good. He was staring into her deep eyes as if to skim deep into her soul. She tried to move but....
One, two, three, four breaths, and he took her wrists, raising them above her head, his face coming close to her. His mouth was a kiss away, his breath warm hers it flowed over her, and she breathed him in.
Long Jie stared into her eyes for too long, his cat eyes, she fucking possessed him. His mouth slammed against hers, and her hands fisted into her hair, her leg coming up to wrap around him.
All of a sudden, this woman was both the epicenter of his world and the bane of his existence. A vice and a visceral need. She was stubborn and willful. Fucking wild, like she was made from the moon, and that madness moved through his blood like nothing ever had before.
