Keys to Happiness

28. Key(1)

  
This was only the second time I had woken up in Aliah's bedroom and for more than a minute I was confused, used to waking up in her living room instead. But when I saw her lying next to me, the smile that formed on my lips almost split my face in half. It was a brand-new experience to actually want to be with a woman after I'd slept with her and knowing with certainty that I could stay for as long as I wanted.

I was both elated and extremely calmed by the progression of our relationship. I felt like instead of Aliah just being necessary to my life and my happiness, I was also necessary to hers. More than anything, the knowledge that she loved me filled me with more than contentment. Desires that I hadn't had before started coming to mind, things that I wanted to do with her and the places that we could go together took up center stage in my mind. Now that we had moved into a long term relationship, I could see a bright future with her in my life, and I wanted to try my best to keep her happy.

I looked at her, her head on top of my arm with slender hands curled underneath her cheeks as she slept. I thought again of how beautiful she was, of how last night had made me feel. Regardless of my celebrity status, I knew that I wasn't special; I was just a guy who'd gotten lucky. But because she loved me, for once in my life I felt as if I was more. I wasn't very into religion, but I said a quick prayer of thanks to whomever had brought her here to me.

I moved my body from underneath the covers, went to the bathroom, and walked back into the bedroom. Aliah had curled herself into a ball on the bed and I smiled at the sight of her. Mischievousness crept up on me and a smirk took up residence on my face. Feeling that it was time for her to wake up, I went over to the windows and pulled up the blinds in one quick yank. As she moaned loudly in response to the light shining onto her, I couldn't stop my explosive laugh.

"KiBum, oh my God, it's too early for your jokes, ok? Could you close the curtain? It's so bright in here," she grumbled, while grabbing a pillow to cover her face.

"Ani, I want to look at you," I said flopping down on the bed beside her. I eased the covers slowly back from her body and gave an internal sigh at the sight. Waking up like this could easily become addicting.

"But I'm embarrassed," she said, covering the little pouch of her stomach.

I frowned in irritation at her words, and I pulled her hands away from her belly. I moved the pillow covering her face and looked into her eyes so she would take me seriously.

"Don't do that, don't cover yourself from me. We all have imperfections and what you think is an imperfection only makes you more beautiful to me. Look- "I  told her and brought her hands to my lower thigh. I pressed Aliah's fingers to a certain spot and they roamed over the raised lines there. She stopped all of a sudden in understanding.

"Oh, KiBum...," she sighed and the pain in her eyes almost made me regret it, but I wanted her to understand. 

"But you still love me don't you?" At her nod I continued. "Gurae, that's right so don't hide from me, because I love you too," I said gently.

I moved so that I was lying down on top of her and I leaned in close to her face. Tears had formed in her eyes and they were caught in her lashes. They sparkled in the sunlight and I couldn't resist kissing them away. Her body is so tiny underneath mine and I interlace our fingers, liking the feeling of holding her down. She's trapped and I won't let her go as I kiss my way down her face, neck, shoulders, and chest. Aliah squeals when I get to ticklish spots and moans when I bite the same ones. 

Her sounds are making me crazy and I can feel the hard length of me resting at the juncture of her thighs. I rub myself against her, wanting to feel the friction as I make her as hot as I am. Aliah's heart is beating fast and I move my hands to the wet place that's waiting for me, eager to know if she's ready. I slowly run my fingers up and down in the slickness, stopping when her hips begin to rise off the bed and starting again once she calms down.

"KiBum," she whispers breathlessly to me and the constant litany spurs on my desire until I can't wait anymore. I ease the tip of my dick into her tight opening, breathing through my mouth and exhaling through my nose as the sensation starts to overwhelm me. I'm trying to think of anything and everything but what we are doing, wanting this to last as long as possible.

But despite myself, my eyes are riveted on our connected flesh so instead I start to count in Japanese, then English and even in Chinese to try and stop an early release. Slowly, I disappear inside of her and it feels as if I am dying. The soft smack of our flesh meeting again and again is an erotic sound that barely makes it past the roaring in my ears, the pounding of waves at a beach. My eyes are closed tightly and I have to consciously close my wide-open mouth.

Who knew that having sex could mean more than just getting rid of the itch of desire? With Aliah it's more than I've ever experienced, to the point where I feel like my heart will explode at the same time my body does. The French call it "the little death" and I feel as if I have died and gone to heaven as electricity shoots up from my feet and through my body, merging into hers where we are connected.

When we're both finished I roll off of her, almost too exhausted to move. I know I have to get up and take care of the condom, but Aliah snuggles close to me and I can't push her away. She smells of the spicy scent that's all hers, sex, and even me. It's a total turn on and although my mind is all too willing, my body is too weak to continue. I kiss her on the forehead and fall into a doze, dreaming of long nights and carefree mornings.

A/N: Part two coming up soon, I hope you guys are enjoying :)