บท 109: Chapter 109

How they went from sparring with fists and words to locked in a frantic kiss, Sheng couldn't have said, but once his lips clashed with hers, he forgot his reason for coming over. Forgot why he disliked Gina.

But Sheng did remember every erotic fantasy he'd had about her. Like a tsunami, arousal washed over him and swept him in its grip. Awash in sensation, he could only struggle to breathe, frantic pants as he nibbled on her lips and sucked on her lithe tongue. Encased in his arms, she didn't struggle to escape. On the contrary, she held onto him just as tight, her rounded body, with its undertone of muscle, rubbing against him.

He wound his hand in her hair and pulled, tilting her face back. "This is such a bad idea," he growled.

Eyes heavy with languor, she licked her lips. "Yes it is. Now shut up and get naked or I'll get the cuffs out." She no sooner finished speaking than her hands tugged at his shirt.