Gu Ning felt a soft, warm sensation scrape across her face again and again. She couldn't help but close her eyes, her hand on Alex's arm clenching into a fist.
'How... strange. It feels completely different from Cook.'
Soon, Gu Ning figured out what was so strange. Cook acted as if he wanted to give her a spit-wash, whereas Alex was too... gentle and meticulous.
He would lick her twice, then press his lips against her skin as if to soothe her. Gu Ning felt even stranger. Her heart began to pound wildly again, and her body grew increasingly tense.
Alex sensed her nervousness. His fingers, resting at the back of her head, threaded through her hair, massaging her scalp to help her relax.
But Gu Ning couldn't relax, especially when Alex's tongue licked the corner of her lips. She felt as if her heart was about to leap out of her chest.
Right then, the only sounds she could hear were her own heartbeat and the soft, wet sound of Alex's licking.
