Before they knew it, the two had wandered into the study and tumbled onto the sofa together.
The man's towering figure pressed the woman beneath him, one hand braced beside her cheek, slightly propping up his upper body, while his other hand caressed her face.
His gaze burned into hers with intense, thick flames, his eyes dark and profound, desire churning within, his heated breaths sporadically showering upon her cheeks.
His fingers glided down her flushed cheeks, coming to rest on her soft lips, gently caressing them before he couldn't help himself and lowered his head to capture her lips once more.
Ning Xia closed her eyes, embracing the man on top of her tightly, kissing him with deep fervor.
No amount of kissing seemed enough; all she wanted was to keep kissing him, on and on, until the end of time.
