To Protect You 3

Qing'er's lips parted slightly and he used the chance to pull her into a slow and sensual dance between tongues and lips. She gasped at his soft and devout loving. Completely different from his usual deep kiss which would always steal her breath away without fail, this kind of soft and tender kiss was enough to make her soul dissipated.

He acted like it was the first time he explored her mouth, gentlemanly and patiently caressing her inside, gliding across her teeth and grazing teasingly against the ceiling of her mouth. Qing'er let out a pleasurable moan as her back arched, her hands tightly clutching his shoulder.

She was left with only one breath when they parted.

Even then, he was still not willing to separate from her tenderness.

Eyes glazed, hair disheveled, collar wide open, showing the snowy expanse of her skin and the curve of her collarbone. He started to venture as he dipped down and put his marks on the territory that he subdued.