Love & Romance ~ A study of Intimacy

Chapter 19

My mind ran through every scenario this situation could take us. We could end up in one of our rooms, making love until the sun came up, or we could simply rest in each other's arms. Either way, I was pretty sure we wouldn't be sleeping separately.

I could practically hear my conscious screaming about how stereotypical this was; we had just confessed to each other and now I wanted to move on and take this man to bed. It was cliche and was utterly dripping with staying true to romance genre I wrote.

However, I couldn't lie to myself. This man had come into my life and claimed my heart as I had claimed his just as equally. Screw the world for a night; we were in our own story and we had the right to experience it if we wanted to.

I looked up at Yoon Ho and smiled, a small blush running across my cheeks. Yoon Ho tilted his head, confused as to why I was blushing.

"What is it?" I didn't have to say anymore. I simply got up onto the balls of my feet and pulled him close, softly capturing his lips with my own. Yoon Ho let out a surprised gasp against my lips before relaxing into my embrace and pulling me close to him.

I could barely make out the taste of honey and tea along his lips, making me swoon a bit on the inside. The simple touch of his lips was enough to feel imaginary butterflies run rampant within my chest and stomach.

I gently combed a hand up his neck and combed it through his silky hair, feeling how soft it was between my fingers. As he let out a loving groan between us, I couldn't help but smile. His hands around my waist tightened and I leaned in closer to him lovingly.

My thoughts became chaotic as the kiss deepened between us with him softly biting my lower lip and silently asking for permission to go further. My heartbeat pounded wildly in my chest, sinking into the situation I had drove myself into. Opening my mouth against his and letting his tongue dance with my mouth was positively erotic. I couldn't help but tense up in his embrace, gripping his hair softly and pressing against him further. I began to feel my body crave for more of the feelings he was giving me.

Was it out of need or love? The lines became blurred and both seemed to intertwine with each other in a dance I couldn't hope to untangle.

I almost felt myself grow out of breath with my mind concentrated on the chaos the kiss was sending me inti and my body unconsciously moving on its own against Yoon Ho. My hands were gliding along his skin, every teasing underneath his button-up shirt. His hands, however, gliding across my back and eventually one traced down my hip and over my bottom to tuck itself under one of my legs. I lifted it, letting his hand cup itself underneath my knee. This was happening. It was really happening.