Proven Wrong

Chapter 12

Minjeong tried her best to return the favor. In the bath that she agreed to take together in promise that I wouldn't look too much, she asked if she could touch me and I, of course, accepted. But every time she did, I just got so turned on and touched her instead, craving to see and feel the other version of her again.

It was like she turned into another person. Her voice got louder, pitchier, her body moved shamelessly, hesitant at first but demanding after. She cursed and talked dirty once or twice and slipped off the pet name again. I liked shy, nervous Minjeong, but this one? She was captivating, fascinating, and alluring, I had never been so aroused just by watching someone tremble under my touch.

The bath ended with her coming twice again, I had to hold her up to walk back to her bedroom.

And I could barely leave her alone when she got dressed, not pleased with the thought of not seeing her beautiful and sexy bare body anymore. But I let her settle with a white cropped tank top, and a white underwear to match. She lended me a black cropped top too, and a new set of underwear. Then we cuddled on her bed under her thick white blanket, which I just realized, was so big that five people could probably fit on it comfortably.

Despite her warning that she really couldn't do it anymore, she didn't stop my hands from caressing her, it was a new sensation for me too, the desire to touch someone and never stop. But touching her made me feel warm inside, safe and content.

So here we were, with her back against my chest, my hand caressing her tummy, sniffing the rose scent of her hair, and her chest movement I could feel as the sun slowly shined brightly.

I kissed the back of her head and she shifted to turn to me with sleepy eyes, smiling with a frown. "Are you not tired at all?" She asked, voice still raspy from all the moaning sessions. I shook my head and leaned down to kiss her lips. "How? Did you take something?" She squinted her eyes at me.

Chuckling, I gave her tiny kisses before leaning back, supporting my head as I rested my elbow on the pillow. "I don't know, you just drive me crazy." I smiled. "Do you want to sleep?" I asked her, knowing that she dozed off a little.

She shook her head and smiled. "Merry Christmas." Her hand came up to my cheek and I kissed it, smiling back at her.

"Merry Christmas, Baby." Her cheeks flushed and she hugged me, hiding her face in the crook of my neck and shook her head over and over again as I giggled. "What? You called me that first."

"Don't tease me." she protested, I rubbed her back until she pulled away again, now staring at me with that twinkling green eyes of hers. "It was my first time."

My smile dropped a little, my heart raced at the obvious meaning behind her words, but I made sure I got it right with a denying question. "Calling someone baby?" I asked as my chest tightened, and when she shook her head I felt like my heartbeat got faster. "Sex?"

Hesitantly, she nodded while still looking deep into my eyes. "Yeah." She said quietly and I leaned back to look at her closely, searching for a sign that she might be lying.

"Really?" My eyes widened in disbelief. "But you knew what you want?"

Her ears turned red as she took her time to answer me back. "Well, I, um read some books, and uh–"

"But you do it with yourself, right?" I took her hand in mine and squeezed it. I was afraid about the responsibility of being her first, the night was clearly not special enough to be her first, she just got back from a party with her stupid family, she wanted to take a bath and I just told her I wanted her. Did I rush her into it?

She looked away, looking around the empty white wall before settling back to me. "I mean, yes? Kinda? I tried but I never had, well, uh.." she trailed off.