Under His Touch - JJK

Chapter 10

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As I make my way down to the lower level, I notice the red lights are on. And there, in the pool, I spot Mr. Jeon swimming. As he pauses to catch his breath at the pool's edge, he glances up and notices me. Without halting his momentum, he swims back to the opposite side and comes to a stop. Taking a few deep breaths, he then hangs there, with his arms outstretched on either side.

I'm not wearing my swimsuit right now, but I did switch my underwear earlier. My dark blue lingerie set makes me feel confident at the moment.

I take my clothes off and he glances away for a moment, then sneaks another peek as I step into the pool.

His eyes are dark as he watches my every move. I can't help but feel a rush of excitement at the thought of him admiring my body.

The water is warm so I dip my head under. When I come up for air, I see him still looking at me. I swim towards him. I can feel the electricity between us as I draw nearer, the water swirling around us.

As I reach him, I pause.

He extends his hand towards me and pulls me to him when I take it. My heart is beating like crazy.

His hands tracing the curves of my body, wrapping them around my waist. I lean in closer, touching his chest, feeling the heat between us grow with each passing moment.

"I fucking want you." He growls and I smile.

He lifts my legs and puts them around his waist, turning me around and pushes my back against the pool's edge.

"More than your masseuse?"

He furrows his brows in question.

"Do you fuck her?" I ask.

"She's not my type."

"But you know she likes you."

"Yes."

He rubs his erection against my sex and I close my eyes for a brief moment.

Fuck, it felt so good. I want to feel him again. He hisses and closes his eyes as I push my sex over him. His cock is hard, and I can feel him perfectly through our wet clothes, underwater. He grabs my hips and guides me up and down, feeling him through his shorts.

"Your father is going to kill me." He groans.

My sex is throbbing and pleading for his body. Does he know how perfect he is?

"Not if he doesn't know." I whisper.

His mouth takes mine, his tongue slowly sliding through my open lips, kissing me deeply.

There's no denying the chemistry between us, it's raw, intense, and overwhelming.

"I tried to stop myself from thinking about you." He softly murmurs against my lips as he takes off my bra, and cups my breast with his hands.

I let out a moan.

"I can't get you out of my head." I tell him as he kisses my neck with his soft and warm tongue, making me want to touch him more. So I slide my hand under his shorts and grab his cock.

"Fuck..." He lets out a moan.

He grabs onto my underwear and yanks them down, sliding them off my legs. He's gripping me so tightly my feet can't even touch the ground. He then takes off his own underwear, throwing them at the side of the pool.