The cliff edge lay only a few meters away.
Wind swept up the face of the cliff in cold gusts, lifting strands of Ye Hongyan's hair and making the heavy curves of her breasts shiver.
Haoran felt the height in the way the air moved as he braced one hand beside her head and used the other to gather both breasts together, pressing them tight so he could drag his tongue through the deep valley between them.
"Ah~!" She moaned, the sound almost lost in the wind.
He took one nipple between his teeth and tugged, just enough to make her gasp and arch.
The motion made her breasts shift and settle against his palms.
He released the peak only to suck it back into his heat, working it with tongue and gentle pressure until her hips rolled helplessly against the hard ground.
The cold night air kissed every inch of skin his mouth left behind, tightening her further.
"Stay still," he ordered when she tried to reach for him.
