Book 2: The Seventeen Heirs Series; Jeon Wonwoo (SEVENTEEN FANFIC)

35: LIKE YOU DO

WARNING: Strict Parental Guidance is advised. Not suitable for very young readers. Read at your own risk or might as well skip this part.

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MAYBE THIS IS WRONG. Perhaps Leanne's letting herself be duped. She may really be a masochist as she still lets her emotions take over her, even though she knew she'll be hurt at the end.

But no matter how she stops what she's feeling at the moment, even if she force herself to hate him, even if she's hurting because of him, her feelings for Wonwoo would never change. She still loves him. She will always love him no matter how much he hurt her.

Maybe that how you love someone, you need to feel pain. You love and you get hurt. But even if you fell apart and let your heart broke in pieces, the feelings won't go away. It will stay until you finally let go of the pain. You will only let go of that love when the time comes that you're not hurting anymore.

Letting out a little sigh of pleasure, she yielded to the firm pressure of his lips and let hers part slightly.

His tongue swept inside, claiming her mouth demandingly all at once without hesitancy. She tasted alcohol in him, mixed with something earthy and masculine that was all him. They made her feel weak.

Her arms moved on their own to hang onto him before she let herself fall. Her hands clasped behind his neck and her knees trembled as she melted into him.

She felt his body shuddered when their bodies touched. And he moved to whisper in her ear. "You're the only woman who can make me feel like this, Leanne Aianne. You're a minx."

She knows what that feels. Jeon Wonwoo was the only man who can make her feel this jitters with every touch of his hands, he can make her stomach squirm by the way he kiss her lips. The sparks fly when he's near her and she doesn't think she would feel that with someone else. She doesn't want him to forget her. She doesn't want him to speak another woman's name.

No, she doesn't think she can see a future without him. He's the only man he has loved, from before until now. Her teenage heart fell in love with him and so does her twenty-three-year-old heart.

Her breath became heavy and she was nearly panting. His nearness was doing lots of constriction in her lungs. Air was difficult to breathe in but she wasn't near suffocated. His scent was a wonderful delight assuaging her senses.

Driven by yearning and longing, she curled her hands around his neck and tried to catch a whiff of his scent. His essence. She wants to keep it, remember it. And the more she took him in, the stronger the reality was sinking in deep.

Wonwoo was there. With her. Now. And he was not fighting with her, he wasn't pushing her away. He was holding her close to him, as if he was asking her to stay.

But that was just a wishful thinking.

She quickly shut down the lid on that part of her head before it took over her.

Like this . . . the bitterness of the past few days was lessening. Like this, the hurt was washing away. And she only wanted this, just for tonight, she wants to take what is not going to be hers.

Feeling a little bit lightheaded, she pressed her lips in his neck and kissed that spot between his ear and neck snagging a deep breath out of him.

"Fvck!" He hissed appreciatively. And that made her feel bolder.

Leanne flicked her tongue out to taste his skin that looked so tempting to her. And that earned a growl rumbling his chest.

She smiled against his skin and tasted him again, this time letting her tongue linger just a bit longer. Salty. Warm. Sweet. And addictive. She can't seem to get enough of him.