895 Soaking in the Hot Spring Together (2/2)

He had sent a whole row of exclamation marks, which clearly conveyed his agitation.

”I heard you went for Captain? Pressed him on the chair and was about to rip his clothes off?”

It was clear who he heard it from as it could only be from Manager Feng, who had just left.

Bo Jiu knew some things couldn't be explained as it would only worsen, hence, she bit down on her lollipop and typed her reply. ”Jealous? You can go after Almighty Yun.”

With that, Lin Feng was silenced.

Why would a straight guy like him do that? That Little Spade really thought he would fall for it.

However, he still had to remind him of certain matters.

”There's a competition tomorrow, you should take note even if you wish to tackle Captain.” Lin Feng shook his head, Little Spade was still too young and filled with vigour.

That aside, he had never expected Captain not to control him.

Indeed, love was crazy.

Bo Jiu looked down at his reply, but didn't type a message back. She glanced back up and was prepared to continue enjoying her view, when at that moment, the Almighty spoke, ”Pass me a cigarette.”

It was normal for man to enjoy smoking, but when the Almighty smoked, it was exceptionally mesmerizing, probably because of his aura. His long slender fingers held the cigarette, leaning at the side and giving off a laziness.

After passing him a stick, she stood up, but it was too slow.

Qin Mo's right hand gripped onto her wrist, pulling her violently into the hot spring.

With a splash, water flew in all directions and when it hit their faces, Bo Jiu felt Qin Mo's lips, which were slightly cold and carried a minty tobacco smell.

When did the cigarette disappear?

They kissed in the water and as she gasped for air, his kiss was the only outlet available.

When they were finally above ground, Bo Jiu gasped for air again.

She was pressed against the stone wall and a wet kiss was landing on the back of her neck, followed by an entrance into her shirt along with a deep silky voice. ”Don't worry, I won't remove your clothes.”

And indeed, her clothes stayed on, but would removing her clothes make any difference in this situation?

Her wet clothes were plastered to her skin, exposing the curves and lines on her body.

If there had been a mirror, Bo Jiu's face would definitely be more flushed.

The kiss continued and even the incoming wind wasn't able to dampen the rising heat.

As they were located beside a mountain, this sort of luxurious hotel carried the sound of the night.

The crickets were chirping and it suddenly dawned on her that it was open air.

When she felt a hand around her waist, Bo Jiu stretched her neck, completely aware of how alluring it was.

Her wet silvery hair curled around her ears gently, showing her black ear stud. Her shirt was rolled upwards to a perfect location, which made her look like a black swan with injured wings, seductive and mesmerizing.

Qin Mo's eyes dimmed, a darkness swirling within its depth. The silkiness beneath his palms was so addictive that he couldn't move away. He felt an urge to pull her back and press her against the wall, her lips slipping down her back.

Bo Jiu shuddered as she cried out. The temperature continued to rise to an unexplainable intimacy.

The Almighty had always been a man of words.

He hadn't removed her clothes, but the wet piece of fabric was hardly a defence, akin to a tight piece of tissue.

The numbing sensation brought by the force and impact hadn't been lessened even a little.

Instead, because of the protection, he moved with an increased aggression.

The warm water entered with each thrust while her heart was racing so fast that it seemed to have lost its rhythm.

Much less to say the temperature.

Qin Mo was definitely the victor as he focused on his thrusts which sent her into ecstasy.

Bo Jiu was defenceless.

In the end, he carried her onto his thighs, massaging until she was soft and limp, as though she had merged with the water and was left with the comfort she felt.

Her mind was blank and a certain area was numb, wanting him to be gentle.

With her clothes on, Qin Mo didn't have to worry about harming her as he continued over and over, releasing his inner demons and planting repeated kisses over her eyes. In the end, he could no longer resist her temptation, pulling her out of the water into his embrace for a violent push. He wanted to enter, so much his eyes were red and sore, but he knew her body wouldn't be able to tolerate his love.

The reason he had pulled her down was because of the pain he felt from wanting her.

She didn't know that when her hands reached his belt, he had already thought about pushing her onto the wooden chair for a round.

Qin Mo himself had never expected turning into the sort of person he despised, controlled by human desire.

Someone as disinterested as him would actually feel passionate about something.

As long as there was a first, there would definitely be a second.

It was like he was possessed.

Qin Mo had always taken pride in his ability to control his physical and mental state not only because of his hatred towards such things, but also because of such matters.

Young Master Qin was always able to steer clear of women or youngsters despite experiencing all sorts of situations.

The person in front of him was a first.

He had never thought there would be a day when he could lose control because of a body.

It was suppressed within him, sending his breaths and heart rate racing.

When he saw the glazed look in her eyes and the redness which spread through her, the desire thickened.

His blood was pulsating and he was at the mercy to the intimacy before him.

He was hooked…

But she was oblivious, constantly flaming the fire within him and sending his desires off the chart.

Inside his dark gaze, there were many secrets that hadn't been resolved.

For instance, why did she want to leave?

Qin Mo thrust hard again, biting on her ear…