The K2 (AMBW) (UPDATING)

My Room*

"What did you mean by something else?" He finally let himself indulge her body. Her hair was silky straight currently and the long black hair fell to her mid-back.

Her face was ethereal. She was indeed an angel. Her face is so smooth and flawless. With the cute moles that decorated her face. His eyes traveled down to her chest.

Her top was a cropped spaghetti strap tank top. The shirt held up her breasts which looked like the perfect size for him. He could imagine massaging them, kissing them, sucking on them. Her nipples were hard. He didn't know if it was because of the cold air or because of something else.

Past her bare belly button, he indulged his eyes at her lower half. With her waist so small and her hips flared out perfectly. Her beautifully thick thighs he could picture in his hands, around his waist, over his shoulders. And he didn't even want to drift into his thoughts about her ass.  

"Are you going to come in or?" She said softly. She was glad she wasn't the only one being affected. In the books she read, she now understood what they meant by a heated gaze.

Usually being looked at so intensely would make her insecure and nervous. But Kim Jeha's look made her feel strong, confident, and sexy. He didn't baby her. Yes, he protected her. But he didn't treat her like she was dumb.

He walked in wordlessly and she led him to her soft queen bed. "Answer me. What did you mean?" He used a tone with her that he had never used before.

'Put your grown woman panties on girl. Be confident.' She says in her head. "Something else meant sex. Or a sexual act. Whatever you want in that context." She cringed internally at her words.

"Come here." He patted his leg. He was motioning for her to sit in his lap. She happily obliged. Her legs straddled him. One hand was on her back and the other held and caressed her face.

She took in his face. The look of lust, vulnerability, and sincerity. He had a cut on the inner corner of his mouth. Another one on his temple and one right above his brow. He was still handsome to her nonetheless.

"Listen to me. When we are out, we have to keep it professional. I don't know what's going to happen in the future-" She shushed him with her finger.

"I know. I know." It was her turn to now grab his face. "Jeha. I just want to feel good. I want to feel seen. I want to know how it feels to be touched, to be desired. I just want to forget my reality just for a little bit. Can I have that? Can you give me that? Is that too much to ask?"  

"I want that too." He said lowly. "We're going to do this tonight. But we won't get naked and we won't see each other naked. Can you trust me on that?"

She wrapped her hands around the back of his neck and leaned her forehead against his. "I trust you with my life."

Finally, they kiss. Of course, she was inexperienced but he led and she followed his lead. He felt his body ignite with pleasure. She tasted so right. So perfect. And he was so proud of her for learning so quickly. They kissed each other so intensely like they were trying to steal each other's breath.

"Good girl." A small moan escaped her mouth. "I knew you liked it." He smiled cheekily against her throat. He planted soft kisses up and down her throat and at some on her collarbone.

It was like on instinct her hips started to move on their own accord. She could feel his hardness. 'God, he feels so good' she thought to herself. He watched her as she tilted her head back in pleasure.

Both of his hands greedily gripped at her ass. He massaged and used his grip to help her find her rhythm. "You're an Angel."

"Jeha." She let out softly.