Bab 42: Sweet Second Dao companion

His hand skimmed down her side, caressing the soft swell of her hip before slipping beneath the silken fabric of her robes.

"Nnnghh!"

She arched into his touch, a soft gasp escaping her lips as his calloused palm glided over the sensitive skin of her belly.

"Then let me make your dreams a reality," he murmured, his voice thick with barely contained passion.

Slowly, reverently, he peeled away the layers of her clothing, exposing the creamy expanse of her flesh to his hungry gaze.

She felt a flush of self-consciousness, but the adoration shining in Xian Tian's eyes quickly soothed her nerves. She reached up, tracing the hard lines of his jaw, committing every detail of his handsome features to memory.

"You are so beautiful," he whispered, his thumb brushing along the swell of her bottom lip. "I want to worship every inch of you,"