Me Before You

PART 38: Tableau Of Desire

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As P'Yin seated on the edge of the bed, I stood in front of him, my cheeks flush with a rosy hue, my heart threatening to burst from my chest. His unwavering stare was a magnetic force, directed at me with an intensity as I was donned in his oversized shirt, a detail that had not escaped his discerning eyes. My hand instinctively covered my lower part.

"P'Yin...I'm shy..." I admitted, my words nearly a whisper, my heart racing with an uncontrollable speed that I struggled to contain.

A soft chuckle escaped his lips. His hand extended toward me and I didn't hesitate to accept it. In a gentle tug, he brought me closer until I was seated on his lap, his embrace wrapping around me.

"Are you trying to seduce me by wearing my shirt, hm baby?" He asked, his lips met my cheeks with a charm that was both alluring and magnetic.

I bit my lower lip in response, my gaze locked with his and my admission came slow and honest. "You...don't want to get a shower with me. I'm overthinking if-if you don't want to touch me anymore," I said.

P'Yin gave a soft kiss on my lips. "You imagine things that will never cross my mind, baby. I always want you, always desire you." His words were both a promise and an affirmation, spoken with a breath that sent shivers down my spine.

His lips wandered, gently brushing my scar, the warmth of his breath leaving an indelible trace. Slow, deliberate kisses traced the expanse of my neck, an agonizing pace that sent my senses reeling. I tilted my head to allow him more access, a silent invitation to explore further.

His lips found their destination behind my ear, a spot that invited a tender kiss, eliciting a fluttering response in my closed eyes. The sensation was soft yet electrifying. "I'm craving for you, baby. If it's too much and you can't handle it, please tell me to stop," he whispered, followed by a kiss on my lips that sealed his emotions.

Instantly, our lips met in a fervent embrace, an urgency that mirrored my own longing. His hunger was palpable as if he were seeking solace in our love, as if every kiss held the potential to mend something fragile within him. His lips tugged on my lower lip and as they returned to mine, a gentle nudge prompted my mouth to part for him without hesitation. Our tongues danced, an intimate exploration that seemed to deepen every second.

As he pulled me closer, my fingers finding their way to his shoulders as I endeavored to remove the shirt that adorned his frame. His hands temporarily left my body to shrug the shirt off and even in those two seconds, I missed his touch. In a swift mirror of my actions, he replicated the movement. His hands efficiently removing the fabric that concealed my body. With the shirt that fell away, it was as if another barrier between us was dismantled, leaving us exposed not just physically but emotionally as well.

A smile graced P'Yin's lips as he caressed my cheek, his touch gentle as always. "My only and forever love," he uttered softly. "You're so beautiful, my love," he whispered, his lips descending to kiss my forehead before tracing a trail of heated, open mouthed kisses along my neck. The scrape of his teeth against my skin ignited a moan that bubbled from deep within me, my fingers threading through his hair involuntarily.

"Umph...P'Yin..." My moan escaped as his lips worked their magic, each kiss like a brand against my skin. His movements were a symphony of sensation, a carefully orchestrated exploration that left me teetering on the edge of control.

He emitted a deep sound of satisfaction against my skin, his head finding a deeper haven nestled against my neck. A moan of delight continued to escape my lips, the name "P'Yin" parting from them in a breathy utterance.

Persisting in his fervor, P'Yin continued to alternate between sucking and nibbling on my neck, an action that I was certain would leave a visible mark as evidence. His attention then shifted to my chest, where his mouth enveloped my nipple with a teasing warmth. His tongue swirling around the sensitive peak sent a wave of sensations cascading through me, prompting my hand to grip the back of his head, urging him closer.