Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Xu Wennuan’s hands trembled when she took the towel off Lu Bancheng. And then, she noticed he had nothing underneath his towel.
She’d had sex with him before, but that time she had not dared to look at his body. She had dated Wu Hao for 10 years. They’d been close, but they had never had sex. At most, she had only seen Wu Hao without a shirt on.
She immediately got nervous when she saw Lu Bancheng’s muscular, masculine body. Her eyes darted around out of panic, as she didn’t know where they should settle. After a while, she finally calmed herself down a bit and tried hard to think about how women in TV shows and novels seduced men. She held her breath and slowly reached her hand out to touch his chest.
His skin was hot. When her fingers just lightly touched his chest, they burned, making her tremble. She instinctively pulled her hand back, which made Lu Bancheng frown. His expression immediately became cold. Sensing his change, she looked up at him and saw that he was not happy. Afraid he would change his mind about saving her father, she immediately put her hands back on him.
They had experienced many bad times. If her father was not in serious condition, she would not want anything to do with Lu Bancheng. Even though she had had a boyfriend for 10 years, the most forward move she had ever made toward him was to tiptoe to kiss Wu Hao’s cheeks and lips.
She was literally touching Lu Bancheng, but her body was stiff like a log. Her hand movements were robotic and awkward. She dared not look at him. Without knowing how much time had passed, she did not see him giving her any reaction even though she had been awkwardly touching him. She clenched her teeth and made a decision as she lowered her head. She did not kiss his lips; instead, she kissed his shoulder. She felt his body tense up; however, he did not look as though he wanted to initiate sex, only like he wanted to be seduced. Xu Wennuan forced herself to continue exhibiting her nonexistent kissing and touching skills, which was the most she could think of to do to initiate sex. She could not think of any other way to be sexual.
She started to feel helpless when she realized Lu Bancheng was laying on the bed without any reaction. She could not help looking up at him after she had kissed his shoulder many times. Before she could see the expression on his face, Lu Bancheng suddenly turned over to press her underneath him. She smelled a nice, manly aroma on him and then tensed her body and gripped the sheet underneath her before he pressed his lips on hers.
Lu Bancheng’s kisses were completely different than those of Wu Hao. She was fighting this new feeling. She wanted to shimmy away from him, but she was afraid of upsetting him, so she gripped the sheet to force herself to take it.
He was so aroused by her innocent, stiff reaction that after just sweeping his lips across hers, he wanted to open her teeth with his tongue and give her a French kiss.
