175 They Weren’t Hers (1/2)

Lu Shen inhaled deeply, watching the stars light up the night sky through the haze of cigarette smoke. Ash sprinkled across the floor when he flicked the filter, each floating piece a remnant of his former self.

The comfort he ached for had finally returned.

Stubbing out his cigarette into a nearby ashtray, he picked up his cognac glass of wine from the wrought iron table and strode into his bedroom.

The curtains fluttered with the night breeze, but became still when he closed the French doors. Tipping the glass into his lips and draining the wine inside in one gulp, Lu Shen unbuttoned his collar and collapsed on the bed. He raised his arm and covered his face. Only by doing these vices could he finally fall asleep.

This time, his dream was one of the good ones.

She lay beside him, peacefully sleeping. He touched the ragged edges of her hair and deeply sighed. Looking at the dark-blue bruises underneath her eyes, he could only show his weak side to her when she was unconscious. His fingers trailed over her skin, feeling as if she was as fragile as glass. Her eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, her lips slightly parted.

Lu Shen's fingers traced her lips, feeling their softness against his skin.

Hui Yin stirred. Her eyes gradually opened, revealing the brightness that could captivate a person's soul. He stared at her side profile, feeling as if his throat was being choked by something.

His hand coiled around her slender waist, while his other hand propped up her nape to give her a deep kiss. She gasped, surprised, but Lu Shen didn't miss the chance to sweep his tongue past every corner of her mouth, indulging in her sweet taste.

Her cheeks were stained with red, her eyes nervous. But she didn't refuse his kisses, and soon his kiss that began as something sweet became rough and scalding.

His entire body was scorched with heat, and he slowly shifted her weight so that she straddled him. Hui Yin pulled away and glanced at him. His darkened eyes were burning with passion, his hands becoming restless, roaming over her body. Although her hands suddenly grabbed his wrists and stopped them, there was no rejection in her eyes.

Hui Yin slowly leaned over and kissed him. She nipped on his lips lightly, teasing him. Lu Shen groaned and flexed his hands that she captured. Feeling his hardened arousal underneath her, Hui Yin laughed lightly against his lips before grinding teasingly against that bulge. She ignored his hungry gaze and continued to play hot and cold with him.