He brushes against her pale ankle, trailing to her toes. The sound of her erratic breathing enters his ears. He glances at her. Wakana's lips are slightly parted. She seems to be tense. And he wants her to loosen up.
Choi Minho kisses her toe, taking it in his mouth, sucking it slowly while he massages her other foot with his hand. His dark gaze scrutinizes her face for every reaction.
Feeling a jolt running down her spine, She folds her fingers tightly, aware of his dark gaze. She hasn't expected him to do that. His tongue is wet and warm -- and making her feel things that she has never felt before. He moves toward her thigh with slow kisses and frustrating touches. Wakana bites her inner cheek, stopping herself from telling him to do more.
He rolls off her trouser next and plants a kiss on her inner thigh, feeling her shudder. Choi Minho doesn't take off her white panties. He digs his head between her thighs, kissing her there.
