Su Shen had actually woken up long before her.
The moment he felt her moving closer, he slid an arm around her slender waist and, with a swift movement, rolled her beneath him. His kiss was fierce, devouring, the kind that would make any rational thought evaporate.
His broad shoulders and powerful build made her seem impossibly small beneath him—soft, fragrant, delicate, without the slightest strength to resist. The room was filled with the messy, entangled sounds of their kissing—sticky, wet, and unabashedly carnal.
For one fleeting second, Gu Zi regretted initiating it. Just a second.
Because almost immediately, the raw intensity of his kiss had her drowning in sensation, utterly unable—and unwilling—to pull away.
