All the words that had not been said, all the thoughts that had been carefully hidden, all the feelings that had been clearly revealed, all of it melted into this kiss.
Lu Huaiyu put one hand around her waist and pulled her into his arms. He raised his other hand and gently tangled his slender fingers into her loose bun hairstyle until it came loose and fell, her soft and smooth hair spread out over the palm of his hand.
His fingers passed through the tangled black hair as he held the back of her head gently and forcefully, without allowing her to move back. He kissed her back with force.
Hot and lingering.
A spark ignited the prairie.
Her whole body almost sank into the soft sofa, trapped by him in this small world.
His hot breath mixed with the cold smell of cedar and interweaved into a silent and noisy greed that easily wrapped around her.
