250 The call

Their tongue fight continued to the bedroom.

The desire this time was different. He did not wish to conquer her. She neither.

All they wanted to do was to reassure themselves that the other person in their arms was real.

His hands could not stop roaming all over her body; with his lips following behind every touch closely.

He caressed the soft skin around her neck with his lips; Shao Yan could feel her legs started to give away as she melted against his touch.

His hand caught her elbow as he cornered her to the bed.

The back of her knee touched the foot of the bed and then she stumbled to sit down. Her hand reflexively grabbed his shirt collar; pulling him down with her.

....

"Yan Yan," he groaned to the hollow of her neck, slowly moving down to her cleavage.

His deep voice rumbled in her heart like a drum.

Shao Yan could feel his hot breath on her skin; she started to feel more restless.