Taking Zhu Zhuqing (2)

"Zhuqing," Dai Chengfeng said in a low voice, "I'll ask one last time. Are you sure?"

Zhu Zhuqing did not answer. Instead, she raised her hand, her fingertips gently tracing across his cheek. That simple touch made her heart race, but she did not shrink back.

"From the moment I put on this necklace, I was sure."

Her voice was very soft, yet unusually firm.

Dai Chengfeng said no more and lowered his head to kiss her lips.

This kiss was different from all the ones before, deeper, slower...

Zhu Zhuqing closed her eyes, looped both arms around his neck, and entrusted herself completely to him.

His kiss slid down along her jaw, landed on her neck, and paused beside the Black Cat Pendant. His warm breath spilled over her skin, drawing a faint shiver from her.

Zhu Zhuqing felt his hand stroke the side of her waist, the scorching heat of his palm passing through the thin cotton cloth.

"Chengfeng..."

She called his name unconsciously, her voice carrying a trace of dependence even she had not noticed.

Dai Chengfeng stopped and lifted his head to meet her eyes.

In the candlelight, her eyes were deeper than usual, like a night sky filled with starlight.

He reached out and gently brushed aside a few damp strands of hair from her forehead, his fingertips lingering on her cheek.

"I'm here."

He answered in a low voice, then continued to kiss her, from her clavicle to her shoulder...

Dai Chengfeng's hand stroked over her arm, interlacing his fingers with hers, and gently pressed her down onto the soft silk quilt.

"Don't be nervous," he whispered by her ear, his warm breath brushing over her auricle. "I'll be very careful."

Zhu Zhuqing nodded and wanted to say something, only to find her throat