CHAPTER 286: CHAPTER 286; R+18

Tang Fei’s heart thundered, the night air dissolving into heat and tension. Every brush of his mouth, every commanding touch, unraveled her resistance until the only thing left was the fierce, undeniable truth of his obsession.

At last, he pulled back just enough to look at her, his face shadowed, his eyes a storm of restraint and desire. His voice was hoarse, low, a rough whisper against her lips.

"You drive me mad."

And before she could answer, his mouth crushed hers again, deeper, hotter, until the world itself vanished, leaving nothing but him.

Huo Ting Cheng’s hands lingered on her waist as they stepped into the car, the door clicking softly behind them, sealing them in a private, electric space.

Tang Fei’s breath caught as he pressed her gently, but insistently, against the passenger seat, his tall frame casting a shadow over her, heat radiating off him in waves that made her shiver.

His lips met hers again, this time slower, deliberate, pressing, and teasing. The kiss was deep and charged, his tongue brushing hers briefly, coaxing, exploring, as if committing every nuance of her to memory.

Tang Fei tangled her fingers in his hair, tilting her head, pressing closer, and he responded with subtle movements that spoke louder than words, his body close, unyielding, protective, possessive.

He trailed kisses down her jaw, nipping lightly at the sensitive skin there, then back to her lips, his mouth demanding, yet measured. Tang Fei moaned softly, hands clutching at his shoulders, feeling the restrained power beneath his touch.

"Stop teasing me," she whispered, breathless, her voice trembling with desire. "I... I can’t...."

He silenced her with a finger pressed gently to her lips, his eyes dark, intense, unreadable, yet blazing with emotion.

No words passed between them, yet everything was said in the press of his lips, the tilt of his body, the heat that made her knees weak.

Tang Fei tilted her head up to him, capturing his mouth again, lips moving in a slow, languid rhythm that sent shivers down her spine.

His hands slid along her sides, brushing her hair back, tracing her curves over her top, and she responded instinctively, pressing into him, wrapping her arms around his neck.

Time seemed to stop, the world outside disappearing into the confined space of the car. Each kiss, each whisper of lips against skin, carried a weight of desire and longing that neither of them tried to deny.

Finally, he pulled back just enough to rest his forehead against hers, chest rising and falling with ragged breaths, eyes dark and intent. His voice, low and husky, broke the silence, "Fei’er... you are all I have got!"

Tang Fei smiled, breathless, her hands still resting lightly on his chest.

No words were needed, the tension, the heat, the unspoken connection between them said everything. In that moment, she knew, without a doubt, he was entirely hers, without needing to go further.

Huo Ting Cheng’s lips hovered over hers, every press, every brush, charged with a hunger he refused to name aloud.

Tang Fei gasped as his fingers slid from her waist to the curve of her hip, tracing lightly, teasing, sending shivers through her body.

Her hands fisted in his coat as he leaned closer, one hand sliding up under the hem of her top just enough to feel the warmth of her skin through the fabric.

He didn’t move too far, didn’t cross the line but every brush, every flick of his fingers, was precise, deliberate, designed to drive her wild with desire without fully giving in.

Tang Fei arched into him instinctively, a soft moan escaping her lips as he drew back just slightly, letting her feel the tension in him, the restraint.

His dark eyes, intense and stormy, flicked down to hers, reading every tremble, every shiver, every pulse that raced under his touch.

He kissed her again, slower this time, lingering, letting his fingers wander lightly, teasing along the lines of her body, coaxing reactions, pulling gentle gasps from her lips.

Every motion carried a promise, possessive, intimate, entirely his, but he never pushed past the edge.

Tang Fei’s breath came in short, uneven bursts, her body alive with the tension he created. She tilted her head back, letting him nuzzle her neck, teeth grazing softly, sending sparks of heat through her that made her weak with need.

Finally, he pulled back slightly, forehead pressed to hers, hand still lingering on her side, fingers brushing along her curves in a possessive caress. His voice was a low, rough whisper, "Fei’er... you feel that? Every inch of you is mine. You are all mine."

Tang Fei shivered, heart hammering, trapped in the heat of his gaze, his hands, his lips, and the slow, smoldering desire that radiated from him.

She knew without a doubt, he could take her completely, but for now, he chose to tease, to claim, to make her ache for more, and she loved him for it.

The car seemed to shrink around them, a cocoon of heat, tension, and whispered promises, the world outside gone, leaving only them and the slow, delicious torment of unspoken need.

Huo Ting Cheng’s hand slid lower, brushing along the curve of her hip, fingers tracing the sensitive line beneath her clothing.

Tang Fei’s breath hitched sharply, her body arching into him almost against her will. The heat radiating off him made her skin tingle, every touch purposeful, possessive, and unbearably enticing.

His lips found hers again, capturing her moans in a slow, bruising kiss.

One hand rested firmly on her waist, holding her still, while the other traced teasing patterns along her side, slipping slightly beneath her top.

Tang Fei shivered violently, fingers clutching his coat as his touch ignited sparks of fire she hadn’t expected.

Huo Ting Cheng leaned closer, his dark gaze drinking in every reaction, every gasp, every trembling shiver. He didn’t rush, didn’t give in fully, but the deliberate, teasing motions of his fingers, stroking, pressing, caressing, sent waves of longing and heat coursing through her.