Chapter 1437 - 1454: Kiss You Until the End of Time (2)

Chapter 1437: Chapter 1454: Kiss You Until the End of Time (2)

Every place they reached, her body temperature rose a few degrees. His kiss gradually sought more than the entanglement of lips and teeth, slipping over her chin, her fair neck, her petite earlobe. His hot breath sprayed into her ear, bringing waves of uncontrollable spasms and shivers, as if those tremors connected to her heart, causing a faint ache.

"Xiaonuan... Xiaonuan..." He whispered her name softly. Every time he kissed her, he always liked to call her name, using his hoarse and magnetic voice to either whisper or deeply call, as if afraid she would vanish in the next moment if he didn’t.

The man pulled her entirely into his embrace from behind, powerful hands unbuttoning her shirt. Through the soft t-shirt, he kneaded her supple and elastic skin. Xiaonuan couldn’t help but grab his hand, letting out a low moan that made her blush.

His kisses grew even hotter, moving greedily over every inch of neck skin. Xiaonuan was utterly bewitched by him, her mind blank, her body turned and pressed beneath him, consumed by an inescapable heat.

His hand, like a magic wand, controlled every nerve. Her entire body was now beyond her own control.

"Nangong Yaoling..." She couldn’t help but softly plead.

"Mm, I’m here." His lips preoccupied, his hoarse, indistinct voice continued lowly.

"You... you make me so uncomfortable..." Whether it was pain or pleasure, she frowned, a hint of fascination between her brows.

Nangong Yaoling took a deep breath, savoring the joy flooding his chest, deliberately nipping at her soft skin, fingers teasing her sensitive spot. Knowing full well her discomfort, he insisted on making her even more uncomfortable.

"Where does it hurt? Want me to help?" He asked with a mischievous smile, intentionally increasing the pressure.

Xia Xiaonuan was simply mortified, words on the tip of her tongue yet unable to be voiced.

She could only bite her lower lip, reaching out in an attempt to push him away.

Nangong Yaoling caught both her hands with one hand, lifted his head, and leaned in, gently biting her translucent earlobe: "Tell me, you love me, you want to..." He spoke with an ambiguous and wicked grin.

The tone was like a demon looking at the trophy crushed by its torment, waiting for the other to beg for mercy.

Xiaonuan, in her fury, simply bit down hard on his lip, expressing her inner dissatisfaction through her actions.

The man’s sculpted features turned slightly, seeing the girl beneath him blushing, glaring at him with angry eyes.

With a touch of grievance, yet a hint of imploring.

Her behavior was entirely instinctive, yet because of some reservation, she tried to control her body, but clearly, she’s already powerless.

Thus, at this moment, the little woman beneath him appeared seductive in posture, pure in looks, bashful yet frustrated, making any man watching feel their blood rushing, unable to resist.

Nangong Yaoling felt a tightness in his lower abdomen, a certain part of his body swelling to the brink of explosion. Actually, when she felt uncomfortable, he felt even more so.

But, he perversely loved to see her looking uncomfortable, or to say, he craved more.

Though words had not escaped her lips, her actions thoroughly exposed her inner thoughts.

All the more so, Nangong Yaoling found her so charmingly irresistible, with a mix of allure and elegance, like she could enchant his soul away.