Making Exceptions

He was overcome with indescribable emotion. Sentimental tenderness, love, lust, affection—they rolled over him in tangled waves.

Huo Shaoheng could not stand it anymore. With a sudden forceful tug, he whirled Gu Nianzhi about to face him.

He slid a hand into the thick, luxurious hair behind her head, and the other around her slender waist. He pushed her up against the wall behind her, and pinned her against it.

Gu Nianzhi could not move. She looked up and saw his thick, perfectly shaped eyebrows and his dark, inky eyes close in on her.

She could feel his breath upon her. Her arms automatically reached out and hugged Huo Shaoheng around his sturdy waist. She lifted her chin to look at him, and before she knew it Huo Shaoheng's lips were already pressing against hers.

Gu Nianzhi felt an electrifying current course through her veins. Her fingers trembled; she was numb all over.

Soft, indistinct moans escaped from her throat.