Two vibrations came from the direction of the bedside cabinet. The phone lit up.
A text message sent by the Shen City Meteorological Bureau popped up on the screen.
It forecasted that there would be rain tonight. It reminded citizens to get prepared and beware of dangers.
The ink-washed sky pressed the dark clouds down lower and lower.
In a villa halfway up a hill at the holiday village, the light in the master bedroom was on.
The huge floor-to-ceiling windows partitioned the indoor air from the outdoor air.
It was sultry outdoors while the indoor temperature kept rising.
The man moved his lips away and slid them down slowly. His breath sprayed on Sheng Mumu's neck.
His fiery breath made her heart skip a beat. She couldn’t help but clench his T-shirt hem.
The loose T-shirt stuck to the man’s body. By pulling it, she created several wrinkles.
As the wrinkles on the fabric grew deeper, the big palm on Sheng Mumu’s soft waist also added more strength to press her into his arms.
The other palm was placed on her neck.
The man’s bony big hand formed a sharp contrast with her slender neck.
It seemed that a light pinch would break it.
Sheng Mumu’s long eyelashes fluttered. Her breathing rhythm was led by the man.
She opened her eyes slightly and her heartstrings shook hard.
Qi Mo’s ears were very red.
Set off by his fair complexion, his ears looked even redder.
The air was filled with a wild desire that was about to erupt from his body.
Sheng Mumu avoided his burning gaze. She didn’t dare look again.
The man kissed her rosy lips and then her delicate petite chin alternately.
It was silent in the room.
All that could be heard was the faint gasps between their breath.
The man had control. The hot air he breathed out was inhaled by him again the next second.
His palm wandered while his slender fingers combed through her dark hair.
Suddenly, the pads of his fingers twisted and pinched her ear tip without any gentleness.
“Ouch!”
Numbness spread from her scalp while her earlobe ached. Sheng Mumu couldn’t help but open her mouth.
She had just let out half of the sound when the man swallowed it.
The dim light shone on every corner of the room.
When she came out of the bathroom just now with wet hair, she was barefoot. Several inconspicuous water stains were left on the wool carpet.
The indoor temperature kept rising.
Wet air leaked out from the crack of the bathroom door that wasn’t shut tight.
The air was humid.
At the moment, Sheng Mumu couldn’t think of anything.
All her thoughts and senses were led by the man’s moves.
The big hand on her neck slid down, grazing her delicate collarbones.
The rough finger pads stopped on her collarbone, trembling and caressing it slightly.
It felt as smooth as porcelain.
He wanted to linger there longer but he desired to explore more even more.
Sheng Mumu dropped her head with closed eyes, enduring his kisses.
Her heart pounded like thunder.
Suddenly, without any warning, the man’s big hand pressed her slender waist and propped himself straight up.
The world spun. Her back sank into the soft mattress.
In that instant weightlessness, she let go of his T-shirt hem in a panic and put her arms around his neck. She looked up at him in confusion.
His deep ink-colored eyes stared back at her.
Being fixed by his substantial gaze, her cheeks turned red.
The man had his arms propping on her sides and leaned over her.
Abruptly, he straightened up.
With crossed arms, he took off the T-shirt in one smooth move and threw it aside casually.
For an instant, the light right above shone down directly, dazzling Sheng Mumu’s eyes.
Soon, his sturdy figure blocked the light again.
The man leaned down. His slightly bulging arms supported beside her body once more.
Sheng Mumu pressed her lips together gently. Against the light, she could still see the outlines of the man’s smooth and firm abdominal muscles.
He had wide shoulders and moisturized skin. His slender waist and carved abs divided light from shadow.
The thick masculine aura surrounded her tightly.
There was no escape.
Desire was burning in Qi Mo’s eyes. The dim light flickered aggressively inside them.
His gaze swept across her moist crimson lips.
Then downward.
Her collarbones moved up and down slightly as she breathed.
Somehow, the straps of the silk nightgown had slid down her fair smooth arms to the brink of falling.
Beneath the soft fabric of the nightgown, alluring curves could be seen.
The floral scent of her body wash lingered around his nose.
It smelled nice.
The familiar fragrance somehow had an extra lingering base note this time that twined around his heart.
It was like feathers brushing across his chest, arousing an unscratchable itch inside him.
Qi Mo’s Adam's apple rolled up and down.
One of his hands slid beneath the mattress and held the back of her head.
The other big hand gripped her slender waist tightly.
He lowered his head for a deep kiss.
Sheng Mumu’s palms clenched abruptly and her eyes shook.
She grabbed a handful of the bedsheet.
The sweltering breath invaded all her senses. Her cheeks grew hotter.
Every pore became extraordinarily sensitive. She could hear her own heartbeat.
Thump thump thump.
Each beat struck her chest cavity clearly and randomly.
Her lips turned numb from his fierce kiss. Just when she finally got a chance to gasp for air, she had to hold her breath again the next second.
The big hand on her waist moved and lifted one of her legs. He held her knee hollow.
With their noses touching, breath mingling between them, the air brimmed with ambiguity.
The man’s sharp features were tinted with desire. His gaze was deep and affectionate.
His warm big hand slid along her knee hollow, grazing her delicate skin, moving downward inch by inch.
Sheng Mumu’s long eyelashes fluttered and her throat tightened.
The man right before her had an overpowering presence.
Her locked her with his eyes and controlled her with his hand.
Unignorable pressure came.
Like wolves and tigers, he watched closely for her every subtle reaction.
As if he would tear her flesh the next second.
His palm was so hot and his breath was so hot, too.
Blushing, she turned her head away to snuggle up in his arms.
Her emotions were entangled—panic, bashfulness, nervousness.
And one more thread interwoven inside.
It was anticipation.
Suddenly, the man’s husky voice with restrained desire scraped past her ear, drilling into her ears.
“Is it okay?” he asked.
Sheng Mumu tilted her face away and squeezed her lip corners together.
With flushed ears, she nodded slowly.
Shattered light burst out from the bottom of the man’s pitch-black eyes. He leaned his body over without leaving any gap at all.
“Turn off the light,” she said in a low voice.
The man’s moves stalled for a second.
The next second, his long arm reached out.
With a click, the bedside lamp went out instantly and the room plunged into darkness.
Like sparks in the dark, the switching sound ignited the stuffy heat in the room all at once.
She felt him getting closer and closer.
His kisses fell on her lips and neck.
Each kiss triggered shudders.
It was like electric jolts. Numbness spread all over her body.
Her sanity collapsed.
Even without light, she knew clearly that the silk nightgown must have been all crumpled.
It was pushed to her waist and pulled down.
At some point, the scorching palm on the small of her back exerted force to draw her closer.
In the chaotic mist, an edge cut through and cleared it.
Their breaths were fiery and their sweat was sticky.
Sheng Mumu lost all ability to think. Her fingertips sank deeply into the man’s muscular back.
It felt like being carried up high by surges of huge waves and then dropping down suddenly.
Just when she was about to crash, cotton balls held her and enabled her to land steadily.
Before she recovered from the vertigo, the next towering wave came.
It crashed.
In the darkness, she clutched his arms tightly like duckweed clinging onto driftwood.
Patter. Raindrops crashed onto the window ledge suddenly
Finally, the rain fell after the stuffy air had been pent up for the entire day.
The clouds that had accumulated raindrops seemed to pour down at one go.
At the beginning, the rain strands fell recklessly like an innocent teenager, heavily hammering the window ledge with fat raindrops, pattering.
Later, the rain became heavier and heavier.
There were several pots of flowers in the backyard of the villa. They hadn’t been moved indoors before the sudden downpour.
The flowers were disheveled by the unexpected storm and shook as if they were about to fall.
After some time, the rain turned lighter.
However, it didn’t stop.
Just when it looked like it had paused for a while, it poured again.
Throughout the night, several rounds of such intermittent torrential rain occurred repeatedly.
