A Lover's Wish by Kadian Tracey Page B

after pulling away from the kiss on the plane—a dark look that sent steam surging through her body. “Say something. Please. Anything at all.”
    “Would you like to have something to compare your first real kiss to, Kianna?”
    She nodded without thinking.

    “Then I’m going to kiss you,” Dao explained, while undoing his seatbelt. “You will definitely have something to compare it to.”
    He moved toward her like a predator—silent, lethal, graceful. She moaned just because of the way his eyes glued to her. They were heated, strong, dark and she began leaning forward in anticipation. When his arm went behind her neck, he gently pulled her close. Weakly, she shivered and watched his lips lower to hers.
    This time, the kiss was even better than the first. This time, his lips formed against hers. Their tongues danced and tangled with each other. He tasted absolutely divine to her and when his tongue withdrew and plunged into her heat again, she whimpered and wrapped her arms around his neck. His arms went around her back and pulled her tightly against him as much as their cramped quarters allowed. Then he did something that made her sigh contently, Dao pulled back and sucked against her lower lip before dropping a kiss on her upper lip. When she moaned, he pulled back.
    “I would never force you into anything you’re not ready for,” his voice was soft, husky, sexy. “But I will take what you give to me—on the condition that I feel that it is what you truly want.”

    “ Doh je ,” Kianna whispered before bravely taking his lips in a small kiss.
    “You’re very welcome,” Dao replied.
    “Mister Zhi,” the driver’s voice came from the small speakers. “We are here.”

    Nodding, Dao looked up. He hadn’t realized they had even stopped. He was caught up in the kiss that had curled his toes and caused his eyes to roll back into his head. He gave her a small kiss against her forehead before pushing out the car before the driver could walk around. He took her hand and led her from the limo, paid the driver and entered the Hong Kong International Airport once more for their flight from Hong Kong to Guilin.
    “Stay here for a sec, would you?” Dao got the perfect idea. When she nodded, he took off down the wide hall, dodging through the crowd to the gift shop. It took him a couple of minutes to find what he wanted, but eventually he returned with a bag and they silently checked in.
    Situated on the plane, Dao sat with his long legs crossed, watching Kianna silently. She was once again buried nose deep in a romance novel. He wondered if the men inside those novels were the kind of men she liked. They were the strong men

    that loved so fiercely that it hurt. He remembered his mother explaining that to him. There was always a part of him that wished he could be that kind of man for a woman some day. But he was not perfect.
    Tearing his eyes away, he glanced out the window. It wouldn’t be far to Guilin and soon they would be on a boat heading into Yangshuo— Xingping via the Li River. He could feel his body begin to change as he got ever so close to home. He could feel the stress of the big city melting away and the feeling of living the way his culture dictated once more. The sense of eating fried crap to real food swam through him and his mouth watered at the thought.
    “Can I ask you a question?”
    Her voice came to him as a shock for he didn’t expect her to speak. She had looked so enthralled by her book that he had expected her to keep reading until the private plane landed again. “Sure.” He looked at her.
    “And you will be honest with me?”
    A smirk graced his lips. “Always.” He kept eye contact with her, but she didn’t speak for a while, just continued looking at him. “Did I say the wrong thing?”
    She shook her head. “No. I’m just rethinking my question.”
    “It cannot be that bad. Let’s hear it.”

    She cleared her throat and closed her book completely. She placed it