thefictionvixens Chapter 44 A Kiss That Was Hard to Part
Chapter 44 A Kiss That Was Hard to Part
His skin wasn't fair; it was a light wheat color, the kind that comes from working indoors all year round.
Broad shoulders and prominent collarbones.
The muscles in his chest were clearly defined; although not in an exaggerated, blocky way, they were firm and well-proportioned, rising and falling slightly with his breathing.
The outline of his abdominal muscles is also visible, segmented and tucked into his waistband.
The sweat hadn't dried yet, and it glistened faintly on her skin.
Lin Weiwei swallowed hard.
She draws erotic comics and has very high aesthetic standards for male physiques.
But at this moment, she felt that Bai Si'an's figure perfectly matched her aesthetic.
His physique wasn't the kind of deliberately built bulk, but rather lean, sturdy, and full of power.
Especially now, he was breathing slightly heavily from the pain, his muscles were tense, and his lines were even more defined...
Lin Weiwei felt her face getting hot.
Bai Si'an noticed her gaze.
He looked down at his bare upper body, then looked up at Lin Weiwei.
Her face flushed, her eyes brightened, and she stared at his chest with a look that... he knew it all too well.
She had this same look in her eyes when she straddled him before.
Fiery, bold, and undisguised.
Suddenly, a string in Bai Si'an's heart was plucked.
The wound was still painful, and the irritation from the iodine made him tense.
But Lin Weiwei's gaze was like another fire, burning him until his mouth was dry.
As if possessed, he suddenly reached out his left hand and grabbed Lin Weiwei's wrist, which was rubbing his chest.
Lin Weiwei was startled, and the cotton swab fell onto the bed: "Wh...what's wrong?"
Bai Si'an didn't say anything, but grabbed her wrist and pressed her hand onto the muscle of his left chest.
Beneath my palm, there was a firm, warm touch.
The firmness of his muscles, the temperature of his skin, and his rapid heartbeat, all transmitted through his palms.
Lin Weiwei froze completely.
She looked at Bai Si'an, and he looked at her.
Behind the glasses, her eyes were as deep as a pool, churning with emotions she couldn't decipher.
The room was so quiet you could hear the two of them breathing.
Lin Weiwei's hand was still pressed against his chest. She could feel his heartbeat getting faster and faster, and her own heartbeat became erratic.
"Bai Si'an..." she whispered his name, her voice trembling slightly.
Bai Si'an stared at her, his Adam's apple bobbing.
He took her hand and slowly moved it down, tracing the groove of her abdominal muscles, stopping at the edge of her waistband.
Lin Weiwei's face flushed red.
"You..." She tried to pull her hand away, but Bai Si'an held on tightly.
"Lin Weiwei," he said, his voice low and husky, "you said last time...we could continue."
Lin Weiwei's mind went blank.
She remembered.
Last time in the dorm, she straddled him and said, "We can continue today," but it ended badly because of his leg.
"I..." She opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.
Bai Si'an loosened his grip on her wrist, but instead grabbed the back of her neck.
He pulled hard, and Lin Weiwei leaned forward and fell into his arms.
Before she could react, his lips were already pressed down on hers.
This kiss was completely different from the last one.
Last time, it was Lin Weiwei who took the initiative, with a hint of testing and teasing.
This time, it was Bai Si'an who took the lead, ruthless, impatient, and with an indescribable emotion.
His lips were hot and a little dry, but they were quickly moistened.
He kissed her forcefully, his teeth hitting her lips, which hurt a little, but mostly it felt like a tingling sensation.
Lin Weiwei was initially confused, but quickly recovered and began to respond to him.
Her hand was still against his chest, and she could feel his rapid heartbeat.
Her heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of her chest.
The kiss deepened, and Bai Si'an's tongue pried open her teeth and plunged in.
His kisses were haphazard, yet carried a domineering possessiveness.
Lin Weiwei was breathless from his kisses and went limp in his arms.
Her hands unconsciously climbed up his neck, her fingertips digging into his sweaty hair.
Bai Si'an's left hand slid from the back of her neck to her waist, and he pressed her forcefully against himself.
Their bodies were pressed tightly together, and through the thin fabric, they could feel each other's heat.
Lin Weiwei's mind was completely blank.
The wound, iodine, and first-aid kit were all thrown to the winds.
All she could feel now was Bai Si'an's burning lips, his strong arms, and the masculine scent of sweat and blood emanating from him.
It was unclear how much time had passed before Bai Si'an finally released her.
Both of them were panting heavily, their lips were swollen and red, and their eyes were full of tears.
Lin Weiwei slumped in his arms, her arms still wrapped around his neck. She looked at him, and he looked at her, his gaze frighteningly deep.
"You..." Lin Weiwei gasped for breath, "Your injury..."
"It doesn't hurt anymore," Bai Si'an said in a hoarse voice.
Deceiving.
The wound was still bleeding.
But Lin Weiwei didn't expose him.
She looked at him and suddenly laughed: "Technician Bai, so you're... going into battle injured?"
Bai Si'an's ears turned red, but his face remained calm: "You flirted with me first."
"I didn't!" Lin Weiwei denied it. "I was just applying medicine to you!"
"That kind of look when you apply medicine?" Bai Si'an asked back.
Lin Weiwei blushed even more, but stubbornly retorted, "What kind of look is that? I was just... just checking your injuries!"
Looking at her rosy cheeks, bright eyes, and lips swollen from his kisses, Bai Si'an felt the fire in his heart ignite again.
He tightened his grip on her waist: "Lin Weiwei, you ran away last time because of my leg."
Lin Weiwei was taken aback.
"This time," Baisian stared at her, "you're not allowed to run away."
After he finished speaking, he kissed him again.
This time it was even fiercer than before.
It was as if he wanted to vent all the repression, frustration, and resentment he had felt during this period into this kiss.
Lin Weiwei was so dizzy from his kisses that her hands unconsciously wandered over his back.
She could feel the lines of his back muscles—strong and powerful.
Bai Si'an's breathing grew heavier and heavier. His hand slid down from her waist, slipped under the hem of her shirt, and pressed against the skin of her waist.
Lin Weiwei trembled all over.
Just then.
With a creak, the door opened.
Bai Rongbei stood at the doorway, holding a basin of water, and stared blankly at the two people inside who were embracing and kissing passionately.