His smile was slow and predatory. "Exactly like this." His hand gave one final, firm squeeze, thumb pressing possessively into her inner thigh before he finally stilled his movements, though he left his palm resting high on her leg, warm and claiming. "But I'll behave… for now."
Shuyin exhaled shakily, cheeks flushed beneath her perfect makeup. She placed her hand over his, intertwining their fingers against her thigh. "You're dangerous, you know that?"
"Only for you," he murmured, pressing a careful kiss to her temple, safely away from her lips. "Now tell me what you remember about Madam Zhao."
The security cars continued their vigilant circling around them as the convoy moved toward the venue, while inside the car, the air crackled with restrained desire and quiet intimacy.
