Love & Romance ~ A study of Intimacy

Chapter 20

I had to pull away for some air, panting softly, but I remained close, opening my eyes slightly to look into Yoon Ho's eyes. He opened his eyes as well and stared back, his irises blow up in love and lust. I was sure I was the same way. I wouldn't remain separated for long, however.

As if we knew when we were ready simultaneously, we pulled each other back against each other, locking into another heated and deep kiss. We let our groans ring against each other as Yoon Ho gently grabbed my waist and pulled me against him. I could feel his need growing in his jeans, setting off another sense of chaos in my mind. I was able to turn him on? My ib and ego began to clash, wondering how a handsome man such as him found someone like me attractive enough to desire.

Still, I gripped to him, moving my hands to his shoulders and jumping into his arms while wrapping my legs around his waist. I desperately wanted to be what he wanted, what he desired, and match his love for me in every shape, fashion and form.

Yoon Ho compensated by grabbing my rear, pulling me to him to keep me up against him while dancing his tongue against mine in a heated dance. If this was some land form of cabin fever, then I wanted to let it take over just for the night.

I didn't want to make love to him in the kitchen, though. This was not the place to do it; another cliche.

I pulled away, panting once again, and staring into Yoon Ho's eyes with purpose.

"Not... here... room..." I couldn't even get a coherent sentence out, but I knew he understood me just from the nod he replied with. As we locked lips a third time, Yoon Ho began to walk towards my room, releasing one of his hands from my rear to open and close the door after we entered.

My body became more and more impatient. I truly was drowning in the idea that we were going to make love, enhanced only by the reminder of my four-year dry spell. I almost felt like it was my first time. Hell, it might as well have been.

I ran my hands over the buttons of his shirt between us, slowly prying each button out from its socket and gently teasing my fingers over his chest as it became more and more exposed to me. Yoon Ho simply walked further into the room towards my bed.

As he stopped in the middle of the room, Yoon Ho pulled away from the kiss and stared up at me, licking his lips. At the sight, I could feel my core shiver.

"We don't have to go any further than this. If you wanna stop here, I'll understand..." My thoughts began to assemble and cool a bit, taking in the situation we were in. I could feel Yoon Ho's hands tense slightly, awaiting the order to make him step away. Did I want to end this? I had every right to...