The Heartthrob Guide: Dodder of S-Class Sentinels

Chapter 292 Thoughts
Lin Nan didn't know how the two of them ended up kissing.

She was pinned to the edge of the desk, the items on the desk were swept to the floor, the man protected her lower back with one hand and controlled her hands above her head with the other, and leaned down to kiss her deeply.

The big cat's tongue, with tiny barbs, licked incessantly in her mouth, without the slightest awkwardness, only extreme possessiveness and desire.

A ticklish sensation, mixed with the other person's scent, coursed through Lin Nan's body like an electric current, causing her to instinctively tense up.

"Wait... um... wait a minute..." Lin Nan was gradually defeated by his advances, shaking her head in resistance as she endured his ever-extending tongue.

She had just broken free from his kiss and turned her face away when the man reached out and grabbed her chin, pulling her back firmly.

The force wasn't heavy, but it carried an inescapable sense of control, forcing her to look up again and meet his burning gaze.

The next second, the support for her lower back suddenly disappeared, and her upper body fell onto the desk. The man's body followed and pressed against her tightly, without any gap.

Lin Nan winced in pain; the scattered pens were digging into her back and causing a sharp pain. She was a little angry from the kiss and couldn't help but slap him hard on the neck.

Her fingernails quickly left five thin red marks on his skin, but the man just chuckled softly and continued to brutally take all her breath.

Lin Nan was somewhat bewildered: "..."

That's far too brutal.

Gone was all his usual composure and restraint; instead, he resembled a beast stripped of all pretense, driven solely by instinct to take.

Everything that happens in the mental landscape is closely connected to the thoughts that the owner keeps thinking about day and night.

His current brutality is probably a scene he has been hiding in his heart and imagining for a long time.

Those desires that dared not be spoken aloud, those thoughts suppressed by reason, all broke free from their shackles and were exposed in their entirety in this spiritual space.

Lin Nan was so pressed down that she could hardly breathe; his breath filled her mouth, and even her breathing became intermittent.

What made it even more difficult for her was that there was no support below her hips, her feet were dangling in the air, her legs were too long to reach the ground, and gravity was pulling her body downwards.

Left with no other choice, she could only slightly raise her legs, wrap them around the man's waist, and then hook herself up to him.

This action reduces the burden on the body, but brings the two people closer together.

There was no gap between them; their body temperatures mingled, and even their heartbeats could be clearly transmitted to each other's hearts.

The man seemed surprised by her action, pausing for half a second before letting out a low growl and lowering his hands to firmly lock her legs in place.

"Is my baby longing for me too...?"

He leaned down and whispered in her ear, his voice hoarse as if it were wrapped in sandpaper, each word carrying a burning heat that made her earlobe tingle.

His nose didn't stop, it sniffed deeply along the side of her neck, from her hair to her neck, as if he wanted to knead all the scents on her body into his bones, greedily and persistently.

He sniffed deeper and deeper, his lips occasionally brushing against her collarbone, leaving a faint ticklish sensation.

Lin Nan could clearly feel the strength of his fingertips. His hand, which was holding her leg tightly, was gripping her leg tightly. His fingertips rubbed against her flesh, making her heart beat faster and even her breathing became trembling.

……

"Ugh!" The man bit down somewhere, and a short, startled cry suddenly escaped Lin Nan's throat. She looked up helplessly at the ceiling, trying to cover her out-of-control voice, but it was too late.

Her ear tips turned red uncontrollably, her breathing became a little rapid, and the force with which her legs wrapped around his waist tightened unconsciously.

On either side of her lotus-root-like arms, the delicate straps of her dress swayed loosely, barely hanging down to her body. With their movements, the straps brushed against her skin with a subtle, trembling sensation, mingling with the rustling, unidentified sounds around them.

Perhaps it was the scattered papers on the ground being blown by the wind, or perhaps it was the friction of their overlapping clothes... Every subtle sensation was magnified infinitely, overwhelming Lin Nan to the point of collapse.

The girl's dark eyes were already brimming with tears; this intimacy made her feel helpless.

Her physical sensations were amplified, and her obscure thoughts were gradually stirred up by the touch. She bit her lower lip, trying to suppress the slight tremor in her throat, but when the man approached again, even her breathing became tight.

"What a good girl..."

The man was already lost in the moment, his lips glistening with moisture, his whole body enveloped in a sense of satisfaction.

This was a desire he had buried for a long time, repeating endlessly in countless lonely dreams, day and night.

In my dreams, I see her smiling eyes, the scent of grass and trees emanating from her, and this closeness with no distance between us... But every time I wake up, all that remains is an empty room and a lingering sense of desolation.

Ah—it must be that even God has taken pity on him, making this feeling all the more real.

He could feel the warmth of her skin with his fingertips, smell the fragrance of her hair, and even the slight tremor of her breath was so real. This sense of reality stirred a burning flutter in Huo Sen's heart.

He felt it deeply, then his tall body slowly bent down, kneeling on one knee on the cold floor—

Today, Nannan is so beautiful; every place perfectly matches his heart.

Her dress was easily torn open, revealing the beautiful canyon covered in delicate lace, like a ribbon hidden on a gift box, carrying just the right amount of shyness and allure, making his breath catch even faster.

He slowly raised her legs, which were resting on his waist—

The stockings brushed against his cheek, his breathing quickened, and he couldn't resist taking a small bite on them...

"Hey—don't bite!"

Lin Nan blushed and raised her head to scold him.

To Hossen, this annoyance sounded like a disguised form of pouting. He didn't stop; instead, he chuckled softly, his lips still pressed against her damp stockings, and whispered, "Not biting? Then... how about this?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he gently took that skin into his mouth, without touching it with his teeth, only gently rubbing it with the tip of his tongue, his movements extremely tender.

He could clearly feel the person in his arms stiffen, their white high heels dangling behind his shoulder, seemingly about to fall off, swaying gently in the light of the overhead lamp...

At first, it was a light taste, then he slowly deepened the kiss.

Despite being extremely careful, his sharp canine teeth still managed to tear her stockings. His tongue tasted the gentle touch, and he couldn't resist, slipping his tongue inside again…

Lin Nan gripped the edge of the desk helplessly, her breathing becoming intermittent, and the shame and annoyance in her eyes were gradually replaced by more complex emotions.

There was panic, there was excitement, and there was even a trace of dependence that I wasn't aware of myself—

(End of this chapter)