Love & Romance ~ A study of Intimacy

Chapter 23

My heart gave a thump into my chest as Yoon Ho stared deep into my eyes and nodded before softly kissing my lips and sliding his hand out of my panties. Taking the hem of my underwear, he slid them down my legs and guided them off of me before removing his own.

For a moment, he paused, staring at my entire body as he leaned back on his knees. My face burned bright red as I took his entire nude body in as well. He really was everything I imagined, both in mind and in body.

However, Yoon Ho smiled, causing me to tilt my head.

"Would you like me to use protection?" Holy crap this man was perfect. My eyes widened at the question. In my mind, usually women had to ask for their partner to use protection. To hear him ask me if I wanted to use it threw every idea of the stereotype out of the window.

I could barely fight back smiling as I answered.

"We'll be fine." I was blown away by the fact he offered to use protection. However, I felt that we would be okay. I wanted to feel him bare-skinned to me, within me. Besides, there were methods to avoid pregnancy beyond using a condom (though it was the best option.)

Tonight was our first night and I wanted to feel him completely. It was ironic to think of: the receiver being okay without protection, but there wasn't anything wrong with it.

Yoon Ho stared for a moment, but nodded with a wild blush running across his cheeks. He looked absolutely adorable, making me giggle a bit before reaching my arms out to him.

"Come on." Yoon Ho eventually climbed back over me and positioned himself between my legs. His hands were shaking against my outer thighs, showing his nervousness. I could tell he wasn't a virgin, but to see him be as nervous as one made my heart sing a bit.

At last, Yoon Ho looked me in the eyes, rubbing the tip of his cock against my entrance. I shuddered at the feel, but stared back and listened.

"Are you ready?" At that moment, a feeling of nervousness rushed through my own body. Everything we had done before now led up to that point. I was about to make love to the man I had grown to desire and care for. We would hold each other and spend a blissful moment in time together, forgetting about the world and its troubles for one night.

At the same time... something in my gut asked me if this was truly what I wanted. Did I really wish to have sex with him? There would be other opportunities to do this. We did not have to do it now. The idea of rushing to fuck filled a small part of me with an incoming fear of regret.

Then again, what did I have to be afraid of?

I took in the sight of Yoon Ho once more, settling my mind to a peaceful calm as I made a decision. Did I want this or did I want to stop before it happened?