Chapter 11

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A/N: Hello guys! I know I'm not posting every Friday as I promised but, life happens... So I'm posting 2 chapters when I have time to do it.
About this chapter: Just a friendly reminder that this is a 🔞 story, so we will have depiction of intimacy, sex, violence, etc. If it's not your cup of tea, you can skip this chapter...
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Nyan's POV

I woke up to a massive headache. I turned over and over on the bed but it wasn't the mattress that was causing me so much discomfort.  It was the memory of the innocent young man I had finally kissed the day before that refused to leave my thoughts. I grabbed my phone on the nightstand and checked the time.

5:34am

My eyes hurt with the screen light. I rolled up my finger through the notifications. Checking my schedule on the company's app. Busy day, as always. Hopefully I will have a chance to see Jae during the day. Fuck, I need to kiss those lips again! My body's reactions hit me as I recorded the taste of his lips. It was not possible, you know? I had always had control over my body's responses to others, but with him? Wow, he just effortlessly took all of my strength away from me.

He caught me totally off guard, that brat! I wanted him from the very first time I saw him at the salon. I wanted to know what those soft pink lips felt like. And I finally did. It didn't happen the way I had planned for our first kiss. There were less tears and snot in the version than I had imagined. But anyways... It was amazingly good! I didn't want to admit it at first, but every time I see his beautiful shy face, I'm instantly hard.

I just can't sleep any more, so I decided to take a shower and have some coffee instead. I rolled off the bed and went to shower. Mentally organizing my agenda for the day. The left side of my head throbbing in pain. Fucking migraine! Why is my head hurting like this? Suddenly the image of a worried Jae-Eun came to my mind. I've unconsciously memorized every expression on his face. The way he drives me crazy when he bites his lips... and how he makes my heart flutter when he tucks his hair behind his ear, letting me see his whole beautiful face. I got myself smiling at the memory of his sweet grin, his cheeks reddened by lust from our previous kiss... I got lost in that memory, fully appreciating the flashbacks of our little adventure, recalling the taste of his lips, the smell of his breath... The water was running warm over my naked body, gently caressing my skin, reminding me of his touch. The sound of Jae's wheezing breath struck within my mind and my heart pounded in my chest and down my groin.

"Calm down, Nyan..." I repeated to myself. I continued to wash my body, trying to get rid of the craving for his touch. But the more I wanted to forget, the more intense was the desire to have him in my arms again. I moaned as my blood pulsed to my cock, making it painfully hard. I fantasized about having Jae in front of me now. I imagined myself kissing him again, my tongue brushing the roof of his mouth, my teeth nibbling the soft skin and biting his pinkish lips. His tongue dancing with mine. I pictured his body arching in pleasure while I licked the sweat on his neck, flavoring his Adam's apple, sucking his collarbone. The accumulation of blood started pulsing harder in my member. I slided my soapy hand down, feeling the bulbous head totally rigid. I bit my bottom lip with the desire to have his sweet voluptuous lips stretched across the width of my cock as he sucked the entire length of me. My back arched against the glass and I pumped my fist harder as my cock leaks precum from the mental image. The depiction of a moaning Jae-Eun added fuel to my fire and my hips shuddered as I reached the apex of pleasure. I felt myself explode and barely had strength to keep myself up as line after line of milky fluid shot all over the bathroom floor.  I had my bottom lip in a tight grip between my teeth as I moaned with the grunt of pleasure.  I leaned against the glass, breathing hard and thought to myself I was so screwed. What are you doing to me, Jae? I didn't know how to fight this pull anymore and it was becoming clearer and clearer that I couldn't.

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