I was literally back in the same position I was two weeks ago. Standing outside of his door, nervous. Only this time I was here for an entirely different reason.
Deep breaths, 1...2...3 and knock.
I gave the door a few knocks and waited. Wonho opened the door a few seconds later.
He looked at me, but I couldn't read his expression. It was a combination of sadness and pain, but a beacon of hope reflected in his eyes as I met his gaze.
I pushed past him and let myself in. I took my seat on his couch and waited for him to follow.
"Look, I appreciate you paying for the shop, but you really didn't have to. I know you don't actually believe in the company... or me. I can't accept your money. Over the pasty year I've worked really hard to prove to myself that I can do anything including buying this shop and succeeding in this business."
Wonho twiddled his thumbs, I assume he was trying to gather his thoughts before answering me.
"You...you never needed me."
He managed to let escape his lips.
I was terribly confused.
"What?"
"LaQuanna, It pained me that you thought I considered your dream stupid. I never did. I'll admit, I did write you off though. You are the strongest woman I know. I'll also admit that my own confidence plummeted when I realized you didn't need me...for anything. I wanted to be the man that you relied on, a man that you needed, and loved."
"Wonho! I did all of those things! I needed you to support my dream, I needed you when I was down. I needed your hands to hold me. I needed you to be my man, but your fucking pride got in the way! You know I'm independent, but that didn't mean I didn't need you."
I was so distraught. I hadn't realized he felt like this, but he had no right to treat me the way he did.
"You're right, I was horrible to you."
The hurt that expanded across his face broke my heart.
"I still want you to keep the money though LaQuanna."
He half smiled.
"You are the smartest, and most vibrant business woman and fashion designer to walk the streets of Manhattan. Please accept the money. Consider it an investment into your bright future. I'll be sure to stop on and purchase something...even if you only chose to sell women's clothes. I don't want you to ever doubt that I believe in you."
"That Wonho."
He looked up at me confused.
"That's what I needed to hear, that's what I needed to be sure of."
A flush of embarrassment painted his cheeks.
"Well, I'm just saying what needed to be said a long time ago."
He looked down and picked back up twiddling his thumbs.
"Make love to me."
He looked up surprised. I was equally surprised I uttered those words to be honest.
"I...I need you to make love to me."
He firmly grasped my hand and led me to the bedroom we had sex in just two weeks prior, however the atmosphere had changed. I didn't feel pain. I felt comforted and at ease. Tears of happiness fell down my face this time.
Wonho began to wipe them away.
"Oh baby, I know."
We began to kiss. His tongue explored my mouth. My aggression and eagerness grew and I bit down on his bottom lip. He grunted in pleasure as I did. He broke our kiss and nibbled on my ear. The chill I got from his cold breath on my neck made me weak in the knees.
We migrated over to the bed and he began to undress me. He made sure to pay attention to all of my sensitive spots. He bit along the sides of my rib cage which made me arch my back in sheer ecstasy.
"Oh baby, you look so fucking hot when you get this horny."
His dirty talk sent waves through my body, but I was tired on his teasing. I began to play with my own nipples and I flicked one finger across my sopping clitoris. It was so sensitive I was afraid I would cum soon.
"Let me taste my muffin."
Wonho commanded.
He removed my finger and sucked my juices off of it.
He planted his face between my legs and took a moment just to bask in my scent. His firm tongue began to draw slow circles on the very top of my clitoris.
I grabbed a fist full of his hair and started to rotate on his face. He managed to slip one of his fingers inside of me. I felt as if he were about to tug my soul out of my body.
"Fuck! I'm gonna cum!"
My legs involuntarily convulsed. The aftershock left me trembling, but he wasn't done with me. He kept eating my pussy as I tried to push his head away. My clit had grown extremely sensitive and I couldn't take the pressure of another clitoral orgasm.
Wonho smiled into my pussy and I could tell he was amused.
"My muffin likes that."
He laughed.
I couldn't hold back my smile.
"Fuck you."
"Don't worry you will, I'm having too much fun playing with you though."
I inhaled a sharp breath, and my pussy juices began to secrete again. Wonho kissed on my thighs and made his way down my legs to my toes. He began to suck on them. They were highly sensitive. I grabbed on the sheets to steady myself. I made eye contact with him. His expression said it all, he was hungry for me. He was going to taste every part of me.
"Turn over."
He commanded.
He started rubbing my ass and before I knew it his face was planted in it. He also had one hand rubbing over the new wetness that had accumulated. I was so stirred up. I needed his cock.
"AH! BABE I NEED YOU TO FUCK ME!"
Wonho wasted no time and slid himself into my doggy style. The curve of his thick dick immediately hit my g-spot.
"AH! AH!"
Wonho cried out.
"You like this good pussy daddy?"
"Mmm, Fuck yeah bae!"
His dick began to twitch inside of me. He was cumming. I gripped the sides of the bed. I too was approaching my orgasm and let out an unholy scream that echoed through out the bedroom. Wonho removed himself and collapsed beside me.
After he caught his breath, he kissed me and smiled. I guess we need each other.
I looked at him and smiled.
"By the way the answer is yes."
He looked at me baffled.
I still love you.
