Before Mira could react, his mouth brushed against hers. Her eyes widened. It happened so fast.
Ming Tao claimed her in rough fashion, hastily like he feared this would be over soon but so passionately that you could feel his grief. He did not wait for her to give him access into her mouth. He bit her lower lip till she opened her mouth for him to let his tongue prowl.
He devoured. So dominantly and unkind. So intense. Mira could feel his pain in every rugged shift of his tongue in her mouth, like he was trying to fuck her mouth. She moaned, involuntarily but not out of pain. His kiss was different from Jia Hao's but juicy in its own way and before she knew it, she kissed him back. She claimed the dominance he posed in her mouth and took the control she never worded out in the kiss.
