**WARNING - Mature Content**
Mo Xing moved upward at her gentle urging, his body gliding along hers with deliberate friction that sent aftershocks of pleasure through her still-sensitive body. When their faces finally aligned, he hovered above her, supporting his weight on powerful arms that caged her between them. His golden eyes studied her flushed features with an intensity that made her feel both seen and claimed.
"I'm not done, my love," he murmured, his voice a sensual promise that sent a renewed shiver of anticipation down her spine. "That was merely the beginning of my re-acquaintance with your body."
The corners of his lips curved upward in a smile that balanced between tenderness and wicked intent. He lowered his head to place a surprisingly gentle kiss on her forehead, then the bridge of her nose, before finally claiming her lips once more.
