Love & Romance ~ A study of Intimacy

Chapter 22

I softly gathered some of his hair into my hand and pushed him against my neck, softly ushering him to do more. I was okay and he didn't need to treat me delicately. We were going to make love and the heat was getting hotter.

On my request, Yoon Ho opened his mouth and began to lick over my skin directly over each spot he kissed and suckled. A softened moan escaped my lips and I shut my eyes tightly and reveled in the sensation.

Yoon Ho, listening intently, dragged his tounge along my neck, focusing on places that made me gasp or moan and gently nipping them. As his hand ran along my bra, however, I arched my back and pressed against him.

"Can I ... keep going?"

"Please." I wanted more. It was cute that he was asking me permission, but from where we were, I could tell I was going to be fine. If it wasn't the case, then I would have said something now.

Yoon Ho nodded and latched his lips onto my neck on a very sensitive spot, making me gasp and moan out load at the impact. As my back was arched, his hand wrapped around my back and quickly undid the latches, freeing me of its circle.

He slid his hands along my bare back, lightly tracing over the imprint my bra left on it, before grabbing each end of the bra and pulling it off of me. As he pulled away to take it completely off, I felt myself grow red while cool air hit my exposed breasts. Yoon Ho stared at them, turning red himself. What was he thinking? The irises in his eyes were blown up, covering any color left in them with a lustful and loving gaze. Still, I felt a bit shy as he stared.

Before I could cover myself, Yoon Ho gently lowered himself and kissed me tenderly, running his hands along my sides and making me shiver beneath him. He knew that I was nervous and was slow in his advance. When his hands finally reached the sides of my breasts, I pressed against his lips, silently telling him it was okay to continue.

Finally, his hands cupped my breasts, making my entire body shiver and letting a shaky moan escape my throat. I dug my fingers into his hair and gripped his shoulders at the feeling of him slowly massaging each mound of flesh.

Every pant and moan I released was another squeeze and caress from Yoon Ho. My legs moved on their own, sliding out from underneath the man above me and wrapping around his waist, trapping him against me.

My hips, in response, gently rolled against his, letting his steady hard-on nuzzle against my slowly heated sex; protected only by our undergarments from bare contact.

"Nnn~ Amelia" The way Yoon Ho spoke my name made my core shudder in joy and pleasure. How the hell was I able to get this man into my bed?! The soft confusion of that question quickly faded as Yoon Ho traveled his kisses down my chest and kissed over my breasts.

"Ahhnn~! Yoon Ho..." my voice became a willing victim of Yoon Ho's kisses, shuddering out moans as his tongue danced over my skin and his lips teased my nipples. I became a moaning mess as his tongue circled and flicked over each nipple, giving each an equal amount of love.

I was in ecstasy and I didn't want to let go. I could feel myself becoming impatient. I needed him and, from the growing hardness between us, I could tell he needed me just as much.

Feeling bold once again, I slide my hand between us and lowered it into his boxer-briefs, no longer able to wait. Beneath my fingertips, I could feel warm skin and a rather impressive length, twitching at my touch and eager for me.

"Ahh- -!!" Yoon Ho pulled his kisses away and panted as my fingers danced along the length of his hard-on, feeling it become even larger beneath my hand. I almost couldn't believe how bold I was being, but my love and desire for the man above gave me the determination to do what I thought of at that moment.

What I didn't expect him to do was passionately kissing me on the lips, covering my sudden gasp as he slid his hand between our bodies, beneath my panties, and ran his fingers over my tingling sex. It was only then I realized how much I desired this man, feeling the subtle dampness against my skin as he ran his fingers along the folds.

I arched my back into him once more, unconsciously grinding against his hand and pressing my own hand against his length. My thoughts rampaged into a sea of unbridled desire and growing impatience.

Moaning and panting against Yoon Ho's lips, I shuddered as he glided a finger between the lips of my crotch and traced over my entrance teasingly. I could only pull away, begging. I needed him.

"Yoon Ho... I need you... please..."