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Planting a hand against his bare chest Namjoo craned her neck up to kiss him. Pressing the other hand to his nape. Softly, passionately kissing him. Side stepping into a half circle with him she cradled his neck gently. Tasting the warmth of his breath, the solid of his structure, his moist lips.

Slowly she beckoned Sehun onto the bed and crawled over him. Stradling him with hands on either side of his shoulders. Lowering herself she took his bottom lip into her mouth. Prolonging a deep bated kiss. Listening to the deep sigh travel from his mouth to hers.

Hotly breathing she pecked the corner of his lips. Arching her back as her hand slid down his shoulder in slow seducing movements. Trailing over his arm. To his elbow. Until she touched his hand and led it into her skirt.

Sehun sighed another throaty breath and dug his head into the mattress brushing his chin against the side of her face. Namjoo kissed his jaw moving toward his earlobe as he allowed her control of his hand. Leading those fingers up her thigh. Feeling the strokes of his fingers as her insides curled with want. She let go when his hand reached the destination of her panty.

Returning her hand to the outside of his shoulder, Namjoo quivered with intense need. Pushing herself back up to stare down at him. Her shaky breath pounded inches away from his parted lips. The gentle sparks in his eyes holding her with him.

Namjoo watched his mouth open wider when she dipped her lower half onto him. Urging his fingers into and under the elastic band of her panty. She kissed the tip of his chin. The underside and toward his Adam's apple. Trailing lower. To his collar bones toward his chest. Teasing and also trying to remember every part of him.

Her tongue traced his belly and felt his thumb brush her abdomen. Hooking his fingers through her panty he began sliding it off. Breath hitching Namjoo shrugged out of her shirt. Stretching her lean body as she threw the material onto the floor. Lifting a leg and then the other to help remove her lingerie.

His eyelids fluttered as his gaze swept her half naked form. The skirt fell back down covering her long legs, but it was the sheen of hunger in his eyes. The unbuttoned shirt skimmed over the side of his body, revealing the trimmed muscles that once amazed her. Now knowing that because it helped made him appear strong compared to his young self, made her heart cry.

Leaning back down, she kissed his cheek. Hoping he would understand he didn't always have to be strong. Pushing her breasts into him she touched his waist. Skidding her hand an inch lower toward the hook in his pants. Kissing his cheek again as her hand traveled to the button of his pants.

This time, Sehun's hand touched her face leading her to his mouth. Fully taking her. Allowing her to undress him as he started removing her skirt. The material dropped to her knees. Relaxing her arms, she lay on him as she kicked the skirt off. Pushing back up she sat on him to undo his pants.

All the blood in her coursed down south forcing her heart to pump faster. Breathing heavier when she tugged his pants down his hips to unveil his hardness. Stretching toward her nightstand she pulled a drawer open and dug into her stash of condoms. With the quick stable movement of her hands eagerness blurred through her mind. Ultimate pleasure swept her when they finally connected. Crying out a moan when she began moving.

Sehun's hands moved up her body. His fingers tracing the edges of her ribs up toward her bra. The other hand rested on her hip to hold her. Urging her down to his mouth where his hand fully encased her in a half embrace. Unbuckling her bra, he removed it as he rolled her over crushing her in one quick movement.

Squeezing her eyes shut Namjoo cried out. Pleading for his love when he pulled out, leaving her unfulfilled, and put his mouth to her throat. A hand fisted by her head as her body arched. She couldn't speak. Her mind a jumble of feelings she didn't dare speak aloud. That she liked it. She wanted more. Yes. Please kiss me again. Keep touching me.