Ace of Hearts

My Perfect Lover

When they finished, Sehun helped her remove the shirt, and pulled her toward him. "It's drier over here."

Giggling in his arms she kissed his neck.

"Want the blanket?" he asked.

"No, I'm hot."

"You should be." He pecked the roof of her head. "Let's get some rest."

Snuggling in his arms Namjoo fell asleep like a baby. She was tucked in the blanket when she awoke. Like previously she was also sleeping a space away from Sehun. Sunlight streaked through the curtain. They'd really slept the whole night without waking up once.

Rolling onto her back she peeked at Sehun still asleep. Their lovemaking yesterday must have done them in more than expected.

Drawing the blanket up to her chin she giggled giddily. Sliding over she playfully traced a hand across his sharp jawline. How was it possible he was so handsome?

Smacking his lips, he turned away annoyed. Namjoo giggled a little too loud waking him up. Blinking to a state of consciousness he looked at her.

"What?" he wondered.

"Nothing." Namjoo said. "You're not getting up?"

"Actually, I think I need your help."

"Huh?"

She shrieked when his arm slipped around her waist rolling her atop him.

"Oh...oh..." was all she managed when she felt his erection, thick and hard.

Smugly grinning he said, "Round two?"

"Ha!" she laughed.

"I'm kidding." He told. "I'm not that aroused."

"Then?"

"It's normal in the morning."

"But it didn't before." Namjoo frowned.

"Because I was careful." Putting a hand at her back he pulled her closer. "So? If not, you should get up first."

"Sehun," she leaned down more causing her hair to glide past her shoulders onto his. He raised a brow. Teasingly tapping his nose, she commented, "For an old man, you can be quite cute."

He scoffed. His happy face brightened the start of her day. She listened to a gasp shudder through his teeth as she folded her legs, bending her knees up to his waist, adjusting herself on him. Completely straddling him she began rocking, grinding back and forth, building up a momentum of fervor.

His breath caught in fits and starts. Further leaning forward, she rested her hands and elbows on his chest, pecking his body down back up to the bulging veins in his neck. Sehun called her name twice through sharp gratified pants. In reply, she jokingly bit his neck.

"Stop," he half laughed not meaning it.

Her fingernails bit into his shoulders as Sehun thrust up into her. His movements long, sure, and slow. Tightly gripping her hip to keep their bodies joined and close. Her center burned. Throwing her head back she crooned a moan.

Images of their previous lovemaking coursed through her mind as she shut her eyes and weakly buried her face into his chest. Sehun hot and sexy. Giving it all to her in one go. His mouth on every part of her body. Dragging his tongue across her skin in the wake of his kisses.

A storm spasmed through her abdomen spreading like wildfire across her belly. Every tiny thing about him was becoming a bad turn on. Biting her lower lip to endure the intensity of the ride Namjoo cried out. Lunging upward, his thigh muscles straining, and one last grunt he plunged up into her. Finally letting her go with his release.