From Cold To Warm

9. DREAM PT-1

Jisoo's pov

I was sitting with my head resting on the headboard of the bed, admiring the sleeping beauty beside me. The window emitted sunrays which gracefully brightened her angelic face. I was truly entranced by her beauty, could say it had no flaws........atleast to me.

My eyes betrayed my self control as they travelled down from her face. Her neck and collarbone were decorated by my marks, it was pure torture for me to just look at her. The rays graced and lightened her whole sleeping figure, making me wonder how she could still sleep.

I couldn't bring myself to stop staring at her cleavage once I started. Just one tug on the sheet and she would be completely revealed for my predatory eyes if not for the robe i made her wear. I was drawn subconsciously to the marks I made on her body yesterday and couldn't care less about stopping.

There.......There on her left breast stayed a dark purple mark and all my mind ever told at that moment was to just kiss, nib and lick it.......I wanted to savour her hot skin on my tongue once again and my desire to do so was feral. I was this close to her and at that moment, I couldn't control myself.........I harshly tugged on the sheets. It dishelved her robe and covered the mark......and I never felt that much irritation and frustration over a piece of clothing.

Whatever was happening to me, I couldn't stop.....I didnt want to stop. I felt my hands shiver as I lifted my hand to move the hindrance which stopped me from looking at her and my mark. MY MARK!

My whole body felt blissful when my fingertips brushed against her body.......It just brushed and a sense of comfort came over me. I was hovering above her even before I realised that my eyes strayed.

I couldn't make do with this emotion, I wanted to feel the pain my heart felt just for being close to her. I wanted to take my time and I wanted to not rush to do anything just yet. I wanted to dwell in pain if it means that I could feel her near me.

But the sensation was too much. Before I can even stop myself, my lips latched on to the mark. I couldn't resist this overwhelming emotion. The pure instinct to keep her safe, to be with her no matter what. I circled my tongue all over the mark.

I started like there was no tomorrow. Just lost control the minute I felt her and it was as if my hand had their own mind as it exposed her left breast. Her nipples were perked up. She was a moaning mess. I connected my lips to her exposed nipple, immediately her body arched into mine.

What if she was killed?
What if you couldn't save her in time?
What if you never knew she sneaked out?
What if you didn't bother?
What if you were not informed about the assault?
What if you never went?

I couldn't make do with my thoughts, it was full of darkness. If I didn't go to the club, she would have been dead.....or used or both. She was moaning my name and it was when I realised that I needed her to affirm her presence. That she was here with me, not in bed with a random hitman crew leader who would just use and kill her after. I wouldn't give those shitheads the time to do so though. She moaned my name and breathily told me to touch her, her lips fell open panting

"Fuck" She uttered and if it was not for my remaining self control, I would have exactly done that. I realised that my desperation was just to confirm that she is here with me and I had gotten enough of it. So i moved away before i did something to make her despise me.

She was still unconscious and i could hear her unstable breathing and how my name rolls on her mouth.

'Is she having a wet dream about us.....?'

"Harder Jisoo" she panted out. It was pure music to my ears....she was moaning. Suddenly i had a devilish idea. I trailed my fingertips and traced it all over her arms, which made goosebumps and her reactions raise to the next level. She started to move slightly though, but thats my motive. I wanted to see her wake up and i wanted to see the way she would react to the indecent dream she just had.