Passion and Power

Chapter 25

"I love you."

On the other end of the line Hanni had gasped at Minji's words. She was so surprised, she had no idea what to say. Minji was gone before she had time to recover and respond.

Hanni's brain spun through questions: Did Minji mean to say it? And more importantly, did she really mean it? Was it just the alcohol talking? Whatever the case, it seemed Minji didn't want a response, why would she hang up so fast?

Hanni thought about her experiences with Minji, beyond just how phenomenal the sex was. The many ways Minji worried about her - thought of her comfort and looked out for her. How fiercely Minji fought to protect her. Her reputation, her privacy, her career. Minji had defended her viciously against Wonyoung, and later Jay. She was so powerful, so in control when she unleashed on others to protect Hanni. She thought of how Minji loved to feed and take care of her. Even now, when Hanni had insisted they only talk as friends while she worked through her experience with Jay, Minji was still there, every night when she called. So willing to listen, to give good advice, and mainly just to encourage her. She was so patient, and kind.

And when they were having sex, even when Minji was clearly desperate to fuck her, she would still put Hanni first. Hanni groaned at the memory of weeks ago with Minji. How exhausted, yet turned on she felt after the game and the party, how Minji could see that and was determined to give her that release, not worrying at all about her own needs. Hanni remembered the sight of Minji in her robe, clearly hard underneath in her silky briefs. Hanni laid back on the bed, unable to resist the urge to touch herself at the thoughts of Minji that night. She slid her hand into her sleep shorts.

She remembered Minji's mouth and tongue working her over as she made her way down her body. The feeling of Minji's hard cock pressed against her hip. Her velvety mouth felt incredible over Hanni's clit, then slipping her tongue inside. And when Hanni begged to be fucked, how Minji had eased her fingers inside, working her G-spot like no one ever had. Slowly adding more fingers, stretching her and fucking her more deeply, while never letting up on her clit.

As she remembered that night, Hanni began circling her clit, then slid her fingers inside, eventually working up to 3, just as Minji had done. She remembered how Minji had been relentless, never letting up on her as Hanni began to cry out her name. Driving her higher and higher until at last Hanni gushed all over Minji's hand. Hanni pressed hard against her own G-spot, thrusting over and over again trying to get relief. Remembering how Minji was biting her lips in determination to make her cum. Finally, the memory of watching Minji between her legs, ravenously licking Hanni's cum from her fingers pushed her over the edge.

Hanni came down quickly from her orgasm and felt the emptiness of her own bed deeply. She had been doing so well, staying focused on her process, trying to keep Minji in the friend zone of her heart until she felt she was ready to handle her feelings. She needed to compartmentalize. To finish with Jay and all the baggage that had come with him. At least she thought as much. Minji's confession, whether intended or not, brought that carefully crafted world crashing down around her.

The next morning Hanni woke up early and cooked piles of chocolate chip pancakes and bacon - her and Danielle's favorite breakfast, hoping to lure her out so she could talk. As Hanni inhaled her breakfast Danielle eventually appeared, rubbing her eyes.

"Hungry?" Hanni loaded up a plate and handed it over.

"Why are you up and cooking so early?"

"No reason."

"Hanni..." Danielle said in her big sister tone.

"Fine." Hanni took a deep breath and blurted out what she'd been dying to tell Danielle. "Minji said "I love you" last night on the phone."