บท 708: Messing With Bella In Public

His hands roamed over her body, fingers tracing the curve of her waist, the swell of her hips, before slipping under her shirt to caress her bare skin. Bella gasped into the kiss, her breath quickening as his touch sent waves of pleasure coursing through her.

"Wang Jian…" she whispered his name like a prayer, her hands clutching at his shoulders as he pushed her back onto the couch. The feeling of his weight pressing down on her, his warmth enveloping her, made her feel safe, protected, and completely desired.

Wang Jian's lips trailed down her neck, leaving a trail of kisses that made Bella's head spin. "I want to make you feel good, Bella," he murmured against her skin, his voice husky with desire. "Let me show you how much I want you."