BOOK 1: The Heir Series; Choi Seungcheol

38: BLOW

Warning!

The next scenes are not suitable for young readers. Please read at your own risk.

Taerin could only stare wildly at Seungcheol as he loomed over her. She could still feel her womb pulsating from that intense orgasm.

He leaned over her and every nerve of her body awakened when their body pressed intimately, thigh to thigh, chest to chest. Taerin swallowed hard when she felt him pressing tantalizingly against her soft skin. She was overwhelmed by the power of his sexuality. Nervousness crept into her.

She was afraid to disappoint him. He was no doubt an expert in this game. He could give pleasure and send her to a different vortex with just his mouth and magical hand. And she knew he could give her more and make her insane with need. But he had to know something.

Without really thinking, she stopped him when he tried to kiss her again. Seungcheol looked at her in shock.

"What is it?" She saw how fear passed through his dark orbs. "Do you change your mind now?"

She shook her head. Will she back out now?

"So what is it then?" He asked again.

She breathes deep, feeling his bare chest against hers. "I . . ." Her voice came out as a croak. She cleared her throat to calm herself. "Seungcheol, you need to know that . . . this will be my first."

He stared at her for a very long silent moment. She doesn't know what he was thinking. Did she disappoint him? Did she ruin the moment?

But her doubts all flew away when she see him smile.

"You're still a virgin." He stated casually, making her blush. "You don't have to feel shy about it, Taerin." He caressed her cheeks. "You don't know how happy that makes me." Sincerity shone in his eyes. She saw how he was so happy about him being her first. And she was glad she saved herself for him.

She reached up guiding his head to her and pressed his mouth against her lips, tongue darting out, teeth gently nipping. His chest against hers was like a huge steel wall, the muscles rippling, causing her breasts to ache for his touch.

The fabric of her underwear that was still loosely hanging in her thighs was delicious torture, and she found her hips impatiently moving against him, seeking a deeper connection.

Seungcheol caressed every part of her body, leaving her aching and breathless. One huge hand cupped her breast, and the other continued to travel all over her body, to her stomach, her waist, her buttocks, and down to her thighs. His head came down to her neck. She was panting as he reawakened that ache she had to alleviate.

"Oh. . ." She sucked in a breath, her back arched away from the mattress when she felt his hot wet mouth closed around one nipple, his teeth tugging and pulling, his tongue suckling and rolling the tight tip.

She pulled his hair. The sensation of his mouth on her breast was shooting excruciating pain right down to her groin. She can't stay still.

Taerin gasped inwardly, sucking in short, shocking breaths and her belly started contracting. Between her thighs, she could feel his erection, and instinctively she closed them slightly, trapping it.

His mouth jerked away from her breast to let out a painful groan. "Fvck." He growled then he moved subtly, his hard length settled rigidly between her legs, and drew the other nipple into his mouth. This time she cried out. She felt so moist and wet.