Becoming One

Feeling the tongue tracing her lips, prying them open, and invading her mouth, Jiang Yingyue started to soften in his embrace.

Their tongues entwined, dancing within their mouths, gentle and lingering.

While Han Qingshan was kissing Jiang Yingyue, he felt an unprecedented gentleness in his heart; he knew that he would do anything in the world to make this woman happy.

But it was not enough. After the scare he had experienced, he truly needed to touch her, to feel her, to be inside of her again. He needed to feel themselves becoming one to know that she was still here.

His body was honest, and it was reacting to his thoughts. It was so hot that he was starting to wonder what exactly could have caused him to have such a strong reaction, his member was rising proudly, throbbing, and burning.

He deepened the kiss, greedy for Jiang Yingyue's touch. He tightened the arms around her waist, dragging her into his embrace, pressing her against his hard-on.