Yong-Sun went to his room and fell on the bed with a peaceful mind. He exhaled loudly but his body was far from being relaxed. He closed his eyes and the facial expression of Ashma hit him like a train. He wanted more with Ashma. He wanted to make her, his but she was not giving any signal. But today she gave him the best signal. She too wanted more from him. He just didn't know what was her fear. Why was she not ready to accept her feelings for him?
Ashma stood stationary in her position. She was still wet down under. She was frustrated as he left her hanging with sexual desire. She closed her eyes and calmed herself down. She wanted to hit Yong-Sun for stirring emotions after emotions in her but she knew the moment she face him she would kiss him instead of hitting him.
