MY MIND WENT BLANK WHEN HIS SOFT WARM LIPS TOUCHED MINE. It took me some seconds to realize what was happening, and when I did, I was already with my legs wrapped around his waist, while he had his hands firmly grabbing my ass. My heels were still in my right hand, but both my arms were wrapped around his neck.
I went forward, hungrily deepening the kiss, while his tongue asked mine to dance. My brain had turned to jelly and I couldn't really think of anything but how soft his lips were, how he tasted like tiramisu and whiskey, and how hot I felt.
He probably had looked behind me to see where he would walk to, because a second later, he had already reached the lake house with those ridiculously long legs of his. "It's… locked," he whispered on my lips.
"Dove," I called, breathless. "Dove, open up… and lighten up!"
A second later, the door was opened and he pushed it inside with me, kicking it shut. With me firmly around his waist, he took the heels on my hand and the clutch on my shoulder and threw it to the ground. "Is there anyone here?" He whispered in my ear, spreading goosebumps down my spine.
I cursed, "No…. No. Chase and Flower will only comeback… tomorrow. They… they went on a date."
He hardened his grip on my ass, "Where's your room?"
"Upper floor. Last door on the right," I said. "Dove, turn on the lights. I… don't want us to have an accident on the stairs."
She did that, "Enjoy your night, Freya."
Choi gasped as he got up with me still in his arms. Then when we reached my room he opened it and Dove automatically turned off the lights. "She's good."
"Mm…" I mumbled and he threw me on my bed, then got rid of his shoes and the pants, and came over me. "You have a condom?" I managed to ask, breathless.
He held me in his arms and turned me around, making me sit over his lap, so I could take off his shirt, the tie, and the suit. "I always have one with me," he whispered and put my arms up, to take my dress off of me.
I scoffed, "And you called me despicable."
"Not now," he whispered and when he managed to take it all off, except for my bottom underwear, he stopped and took a good look at my body with the help of the moonlight coming out of the window. "Wow," and that was enough to make my skin burn. "I was dying to fully see this tattoo," he whispered while brushing his thumb under my breasts. Then his finger went down and touched my dove tattoo making me moan because my skin is being extremely sensible to his touch for some reason. "So, this is the dove."
It was really hard to breath, and I caressed his abs and chest with my hands that looked too small in front of how big he is. "No one should be this hot," I muttered annoyed. "Why are you so infuriatingly hot like this?"
Smirking, he held me by waist and bought me closer enough for our breaths to mix with one another, then slowly he took my necklace, my earrings, my bracelets, and my rings and put them on the side. Jung-won came even closer and I felt hopeless. "When was the last time you slept with someone?" What?
"Six to seven weeks ago, I don't really remember. It's a lot," I whispered, trying to kiss him, but he didn't let me.
"That explains why your body is being so sensible," no, it doesn't. I never felt my body like this even when I spent three months or more without having sex. "You are so beautiful it hurts, you know that?" He whispered and made me moan by pinching my sensible nipples.
"Jung-won," I begged, "Please."
Giggling sensually, he switched it up, putting me on the bottom and being on top, then his hand went down inside my underwear and I cried. "Oh my God," he gasped, "you are pulsing wet, Freya. Fuck."
"No shit?" I cried again. "Don't torture me."
But he didn't seem to like that idea and thrust three of his slander fingers inside of me all at once, making me scream with pleasure. His thrusts were slow and it made me want to die for more. The bastard was doing on purpose, "What do you want, Freya?" He whispered, biting my ear.
I couldn't keep my eyes open, "I want you," I managed to say. "Inside of me."
His deep laugh made me melt even more on his fingers, "I will give you, but not yet. You are not ready yet, Princess," that nickname sounded strangely familiar to me. "What do you want for now? How do you want me to go? I won't don't anything you don't want."
My hips moved up to him, trying to get more, crying and begging to have more of him in me, "Fas…ter," it's even harder to say a word now.
Jung-won's lips met mine and I sensed his smile on my mouth, then he put one more finger making me cry again. My legs spread open under him, my arms around his shoulders so I could touch his hair with my hands, delighted with how soft it was.
"Please…" my voice almost couldn't be heard.
I'm not usually like this, since no one messes with me like this. Normally I'm the one to take the lead, so this is an unexplored territory to me. Being so exposed under a big men like him, doesn't feel as bad as I always thought it would.
His lips came to mine again and he kissed me softly and briefly, just to give me a taste and leave me wanting more. And his fingers went deeper than anyone has even gone. "Jung… won... asshole… fuck… you will make me… cum… like this…"
Jung-won's giggles filled the room, "Don't get stressed, Princess. I'm just preparing you because I'm too big," he whispered and pressed himself on me, making me gasp.
He was hard as a brick, and the soft touch made my legs tremble, "I need you…"
I heard the sound of a tissue being ripped, and then I felt as my underwear was taken of me and thrown aside, "I need you more, Princess." Jung-won mumbled and by his voice I could tell he was as anxious as I was. This time I heard the sound of a condom being opened and I began to prepare myself.
It all made me feel like this was my first time.
Jung-won held my legs open and pressed his cock on me, making me moan again, I felt weak and hungry for him. Hungry as if I had been thousands of years deprived of this. Of sex. Of him. Of his touch. Could it be the alcohol? I only know that I've never felt like this.
Maybe this is how it feels to have sex with who you hate.