Fresh Air (Jay Park) COMPLETED

Soft and Sweet

Yeri's POV

Jay got us home safely. The reporters were at the gates of his place too. He sighed heavily as we drove inside, trying not to knock anyone over. They kept on shooting questions as he got me inside, sweetly. His arms around me are sweet and caring.

"Are you okay?" He asks me as soon as we are inside.

"Yeah, I'm fine," I nod my head. And he kisses me temple.

I sit down on the couch and he looks at me with a loving look. Butterflies gather in my stomach. When he sits down beside me he takes me into his arms again. My head is getting light again.

"I want you to be okay," he whispers into my ear and sends shivers down my spine. His arm is around my shoulders and his fingers intertwine with mine. His touch is soft and sensitive. My skin is on fire, every touch is like touching for the first time.

I can feel his hot breath on my ear. The hairs in my neck stand up as I don't even dare to look into his eyes. The moment I even look into his eyes I know this will be over. But I'm kind of curious too. All I've seen him do is be passionate, he's never been this kind.

"Yeri?" He asks me and my head snaps up to look at him.

"Yeah?" My mouth is dry and the sound is hoarse.

"I asked if you wanted to do something", he tilts his head to the side to take me in.

"Oh, sorry. My mind is.. Distracted?" I almost ask him.

A chuckle escapes his throat. It's deep and warm and makes my heart explode. A smile appears in my face too as I look at him. His eyes squint when he smiles or laughs. His whole body shakes and I know it's not fake. He's enjoying himself.

"By what?" He asks me, looking into my eyes intently.

I roll my eyes at him as he forces me to look at him again. His hand goes under my chin as he lifts my head to hold my gaze. He's looking at me like he's seeing me for the first time. I lick my lips purposely as his gaze drifts towards them.

Suddenly his lips are on mine. They don't press, they caress. One of his hands travels down to lay in my neck. I give in to his touch. It's my weak point. My hands are on his chest as his other hand travels to the small of my back. He pulls me closer towards him and I whimper a little. A grunt crosses his lips and our kisses get a little hotter. His tongue enters my mouth as he lifts me into his arms and carries my to the bedroom.

He places me down on the bed and looks at me with a look I haven't seen yet. It's lust combined with something else. It makes me squirm to feel his touch again. He seems to be getting the hint and leans over to kiss my neck. His kisses are wet against my skin but make me shiver. His hot breath on the wet spots have some kind of effect on me. He smells amazing again as I fumble with his shirt. The less clothes, the better. I pull it over his head and whimper at the temporary loss of his touch. I take his body in again, my fingers tracing the lines of his tattoos. I love seeing them spreading all over his body. He catches my eye and cocks up his eyebrow. A crooked smile appears on his lips as he kisses my lips again. My breath is caught in my throat and my head is light.

One of his hands travels down and pulls up my top. Just enough to see my bra as he takes me in again. My skin is hot and wants him to kiss it again. His fingers trace the line or my bra, making me shiver and my heart beat so fast, he can feel it under his fingers, I'm sure of that. One of his fingers finally dips in and I close my eyes, waiting for the contact with my nipple I know is coming. He softly caresses it and then takes my beast out of my bra. He leans down and sucks on my nipple for a little, not too hard. Jay is different. Normally he would go faster, but it seems like he's savoring every second of this. Taking it all in.