Yelu Yan leaned in and gently pressed down on Li Xianyun, showering her lips with delicate kisses, lingering on her earlobes and neck while lifting his hand to undo her garments.
Li Xianyun wrapped her arms around his head, her small hands threading through his hair.
After an indeterminate amount of time, Yelu Yan suddenly flipped over, cradling Li Xianyun and placing her atop himself.
The two of them switched positions, leaving their heads spinning.
Li Xianyun seldom viewed him from this superior angle.
Yelu Yan's chiseled cheeks had distinct, hard edges, and his facial features were strikingly handsome. His deep-set eyes blazed with intense desire as if a hand was boldly stirring her.
Yelu Yan reached up to lightly hold her head in place and kissed her lips.
Clearly, someone did not want to stop there.
His Adam's apple bobbed forcefully as his rough hands gripped Li Xianyun's soft underarms, lifting her entire body.