New : Bathtub fun

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His plush, pink lips trace up your inner thighs with wet kisses as you slide against the porcelain edge of the hotel bathroom tub. The water is hot and steaming as it laps against your skin, filling the air with a haze of lust. The water gets displaced by the movement of Chanhee's body as he makes his way up your thighs with the slowest, most precise lick.

You look down from the bright ceiling lights to where he rests between your thighs, his dark hair like swirling ink amidst the milky bath water. He feels you shudder despite the heat and his eyes look up to gaze up at you, his lips pulling into a smirk against your wet skin.

"Does it feel good?" he asks, voice low. Water drips loudly as he raises a hot hand from beneath the surface to push your legs apart, to touch you, firm but slow. His grip on your legs is strong, just the way you like it.

"Uh-huh..." you breathe, a ripple of pleasure prickling your wet body. Something in the way you look and feel in that moment has him pulling you down by the knees until your head is resting on the rim of the tub and the backs of your thighs are pushing against the front of his. Chanhee rises half out of the water, raining hot droplets down onto your body, moving forward to slowly push his already hard erection deep inside you.

You curse and whine, feeling so full as he slides inside you inch by inch, making you reach out to palm his shoulders and press your nails deep into his skin. His breath leaves his chest in a moan, his head tilting back in pleasure as he fucks you slow, rolling his hips to bring you closer to that peak he knows you love, that he knows you crave.

"Faster, please Chanhee," you whimper, almost a whisper. He obliges immediately, ever the gentleman. Shifting his body up to change angles, his thrusts speed up, now hitting deeper than before. This new position and pace combined render you a panting mess, gripping onto his arms for support. He really was your rock, dependable and strong.

You start to moan his name shakily, the pleasure was beginning to get too much. He wraps his arms around your waist and leans down to take your lips into his, swallowing your moans and mixing them with his. You're both so close.

You take your hand out of the water and reach down to rub your clit. He notices your hand, "No, baby, let me," he says as his long, slender fingers take over, rubbing your clit in perfect sync with his thrusts. You're over the moon with pleasure, moans turning into sensual mewls.

"That's it..." he mumbles while panting, his dripping head rolling to side, gazing at you in awe as you break. "Come for me, baby girl."

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