Requested by Mister kim

Chapter 16

Hwang Tiffany lay flat on her tummy, panting hard while recovering from the exquisite high that had just blown her for the umpteenth time that night.

“That was..” Taeyeon panted, facing the ceiling while smiling like a lunatic woman. “..amazing.”             

“Well, you are, baby,” Tiffany mumbled breathlessly, unable to move even a finger after the relentless continuous sessions. Even though she wanted to flip her body, it seemed every muscle was refusing to work due to the excessive work out. Courtesy to Kim Taeyeon.   

“So are you, Tiffany. I’ve never had it 4 rounds in a row before.” Taeyeon grinned amusedly, turning to her lifeless lover.

“I’m your first 4-rounder? Wow, what an honor, Director Kim.” Tiffany chuckled, slowly catching her breath.

“Well, what can I do? You’re such a goddess, baby.” Taeyeon shifted closer to the dark-haired girl who was lying prone. She kissed her hair softly. “I can never get enough of you.”

Taeyeon gently flipped Tiffany’s body with ease, hovering on top of her before connecting their lips. She pulled away and beamed another charming smile of hers.

“I love you, Tiffany,” she muttered, locking their eyes together with her elbows resting on both sides Tiffany’s head.

“I love you too, Kim Taeyeon,” Tiffany’s eyes smiled at their best, and that was all Taeyeon wanted to see and hear. “I’d really want to cuddle with you and sleep, but I think I’m going to take a quick shower first.”

“Eh? It’s past midnight.” Taeyeon frowned.

“Well excuse you, my body’s covered with sweat and your saliva and—well you know what, so I think a shower would be more than necessary.” Tiffany scrunched her nose cutely before pecking Taeyeon’s lips and pushed her to aside softly.

She stood up and walked over to the suitcase to take some clothes for change, showing her back view to Taeyeon.

“Can I join you?”

“No, you won’t be able to keep your hands off me, Kim Taeyeon.”

Tiffany turned and was about to head to the bathroom when she saw her girlfriend was sitting on the edge of the bed, pouting at her. She found it hard to believe that this child-like, baby-faced girl was the same insatiable beast in the bed a few moments ago.

“What?” she raised an eyebrow at the latter.

“Can I join you if I.. hold myself back?” Taeyeon pouted harder, fidgeting her thumbs as she did, with a pair of puppy eyes that instantly melt Tiffany’s walls of resistance. “Please?”

“Fine.” The younger girl groaned as she rolled her eyes upon watching the blonde girl’s face immediately lit up. “But no sex, Kim. No sex.”

“No sex,” Taeyeon repeated obediently, holding two fingers up although her face couldn’t hide the disappointment.

“Good girl. Now come on,” Tiffany invited smugly as she stepped in the bathroom.

Taeyeon stood up eagerly as she grabbed her own clothes and rushed to the lavish modern bathroom, where inside her girlfriend was already under the hot shower, all bare and literally drenched wet. She gulped at the sight of Tiffany combing her own hair with her fingers while closing her eyes, relishing the succulence and warmth of the running water.

“I know what you’re thinking, baby—don’t even try,” Tiffany warned sternly, still with her eyes closed, which surprised Taeyeon.

The latter broke into a crispy laughter before joining the other girl to the shower. It was indeed relaxing and refreshing to be under the warm water after the fun they had. Tiffany sighed when she felt Taeyeon wrap her arms around her waist from the back. She leaned back, resting her head on the latter’s shoulder.