Just Pentagon things

With you~ Hui finale (day three)

Jenette POV:

Hot, hot hands travel down to my waist, gripping me with a force tight, but loving. Hui's mouth connecting with mine, lips locked in a fiery blaze. A need for more, a crave for more, washes over my body. I've missed him for so long I needed to be touched, touched by him, only him.

His hands slip under my shirt, connecting our bare skin together—cold hands making me suffer slightly. Hui senses it, and pulls back, "Is this too much—"

Cut of by my lips hungrily pushing into his as my arms wrap around his neck, his hard torso connecting against mine. Hands feeling the soft strands of his hair, and the sounds of our lips pushing and pulling on each other's. Hui and I were two dancing flames, the more time went on—the hotter we burned. The hotter we burned—the more the flames grew.

It wasn't until he walked his hands along the sides of the bed beside me that I noticed Hui was standing on the edge of my bed, leaning down in order to connect with me. He reeked of beautifully scented chocolate. His lips in between mine tasted the same way, making me softly trail his lower lip with my tongue, tasting him—and silently asking for him to play with me.

Pinned with Hui hovering over me, I place my hand flat on his chest, smoothly rubbing down til my hand meets with the rim of his pants. Swiftly, Hui guides my hand under his shirt, dominant and assertive—asking me for more. The blocky feel of Hui's abs push at my hand, and I smooth them over with my thumb, wondering if my eyes will behold them in all their glory soon—when his lips meet my jaw, then my neck.

Those beautifully plush lips are wet clouds on my neck. Gracefully placing loving kisses on my neck, down to my shoulders. Would those same lips feel as good on my breasts? On my core—now leaking and aching to be touched? He stopped kissing my neck for a moment, and moved to the other side, showering me in his love, his deep love for me. The same love he had to keep to himself while I was away. It was all set aflame here. The stress. The aching pain. The waiting. A person will never understand the tragic feelings that came with missing someone unless they've been there.

My excitement could no longer be contained. The very hands that were caressing his abs were now pulling his
shirt off. In one swift motion—it was off, revealing his tanned skin and well-defined abs hovering over me, taking my gaze from me. Involuntarily, my legs inch open.

A shameful moan enters my body as Hui's hand snakes up my torso, cupping my breasts. "Hui—hui—- oohhhhHHH~"

Hui leans down until his lips ghost the shell of my ear, "Shhh...quiet baby."

And I do as he says. It doesn't take long before my shirt and bra are thrown across the room as well, and Hui satisfies my suspicions about his mouth—exceeds my expectations even. His tongue swirls around my now peaked nipple, causing my back to arch and my head to throw back.

My hand grazes downward on Hui, until I find his member—already grown. I began to softly palm him beneath his jeans—trying my best to stifle my own moans but his FINGERS. Those wretched fingers were now playing with the inside of my thighs—teasing me with each of his fingers as they slide dangerously higher, right next to my folds—then back down to the spot above my knee.

"Hu...hu...Hui!!" I yelp, entranced by the last flick of his tongue against my nipple.

Hui pops his mouth from around my breast, stealing my breath as his lust filled eyes hold mine. "Say it baby. Say how much you want me."

I gape at the sudden change—how much of a change in personality he had outside of this bedroom. All the words are there, but they're caught in my throat. Hui's eyes glaze over—