Xia Yuqing gasped as Lu Jinchen's firm body pressed against hers. A shiver ran down her spine at the intoxicating mix of fear, desire, and something deeper—something she couldn't name. Her bare chest met his hard muscles, the contrast sending heat through her veins.
His fingers traced a slow, deliberate path down her trembling thighs, spreading them with agonizing patience. She should have been terrified, knowing what was about to happen. But instead, she felt electrified, every nerve in her body igniting under his touch.
"You're shaking," Lu Jinchen murmured, his lips biting the sensitive spot on her earlobe. His voice was thick with restraint, but beneath it, she could hear the hunger. The need. "Are you afraid of me, sweetheart?"
Xia Yuqing swallowed hard, her heart hammering against her ribs. "No," she whispered, her voice barely audible.
