Chapter 84: Kiss
The shadow of a grin crossed his face.
"You'll have to fight me."
A few more attack attempts later. I was out of breath and annoyed by my inability to hurt him the tiniest bit but then a chance offered itself.
He held me against his body and his upper arm was close to my face, so I turned and bit him. He was so startled he actually released me and I tried to jab him with the knife, but he gripped my wrist.
"Did you bite me?" he asked as he stared at my teeth marks on his bicep.
"Not hard enough. There isn't even blood," I said.
His shoulders twitched once, then again. He was fighting laughter. Not the effect I'd intended when I bit him but I had to admit I loved the sound of his deep chuckle.
"I think you've done enough damage for one day," he said.
We grabbed something to eat on our way home, then settled on the rattan sofa on the roof terrace with a glass of wine.
"I'm surprised," I said eventually.
Fu Shao and I sat close together, almost touching and his arm was thrown over the backrest behind me but so far he had held back.
"I didn't think that you'd really try."
"I told you I would. I keep my word."
"I bet this is hard for you."
I gestured at the space between us.
"You have no idea. I want to kiss you so bad."
I hesitated. Kissing him had felt good.
He then set the glass down, then he moved a bit closer and touched my waist.
"Tell me you don't want me to kiss you."
I parted my lips but nothing came out.
Fu Shao eyes darkened and he leaned toward me, capturing my mouth in a kiss and I lost myself in the sensation of his tongue and lips.
He didn't push it, never moved his hand from my waist but he'd begun rubbing my skin there lightly and his other hand massaged my scalp.
How could I feel that all the way between my legs?
Eventually I lay back on the sofa, he propped up above me. I could feel myself getting wet but I didn't have the time or necessary focus to feel embarrassed.
His kisses kept me busy.
The tingling in my centre became difficult to ignore and I tried to alleviate the tension by pressing my legs together.
Fu Shao drew back with a knowing expression. Heat rose into my cheeks.
"I could make you feel good, Shen Mi," he murmured, his hand on my waist tightening.
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