I Wanna Sleep With You - 9.3
9.3
Following the steam, the sweet scent of the bubble bath permeated softly through the bathroom.
“I’m getting sleepy.”
Chaeyoon leaned back against Seonho’s chest and complained in a whining tone. Then Seonho turned her around and placed her on his thighs.
Smack.
Seonho’s lips pressed against hers and then parted.
A simple kiss in the bathroom while n*ked.
They had shared countless deeply provocative kisses before, but this one was like a first kiss, innocent and fresh.
“You’re pretty.”
Seonho murmured, kissing her lightly on the forehead, the bridge of her nose, and her cheek.
“Suddenly?”
This snapped her right out of sleepiness.
“Well, to be honest, …….”
Seonho dragged out his words, and Chaeyoon looked at him skeptically.
“Honestly, what?”
“You’ve always been pretty.”
It wasn’t just the kiss that was fresh, but also the way Seonho looked at her.
What’s this? It’s not what I’m used to.
Even though he’s naturally sexy and decadent, the way he was kissing her, body against body, n*ked, made him seem almost pure.
An inexplicable discomfort that had been teasing her heart all day came back.
What is this strange feeling?
“I’m kind of pretty, aren’t I?”
She said this and waited for Seonho to contradict her.
“Not just kind of, but very.”
Seonho whispered huskily in her ear, then grabbed her head with his hands and held it firmly in place, kissing her deep and hard enough to take her breath away.
As their bodies pressed together, Chaeyoon tightened her arms around his neck and held him tightly.
Meanwhile, his hands roamed over her waist and thighs, gripping her taut br*asts and a$s.
As the kiss intensified, so did the friction of sucking lips and tugging tongues, the sounds growing louder and louder as they mingled with the gurgling of the bathtub, making Chaeyoon’s body heat up.
“Mmm.”
Chaeyoon let out a short groan as his ar*usal settled beneath her center, making her back arch and her head tilt back.
Then, suddenly, Seonho lifted Chaeyoon’s body upright. The water in the bathtub splashed and sputtered.
“Aah!”
Seonho firmly held the staggering Chaeyoon and turned on the shower to rinse her body.
“What are you doing?”
“I can’t take it anymore.”
“What?”
Instead of answering, Seonho bent down and fervently took her now foam-free br*ast into his mouth.
He sucked deeply enough to hide her n*pple, sending a tingling heat piercing through her body.
“Ah!”
As he rolled and nibbled the peak with his tongue, one hand grasped the other br*ast, and the other squeezed and kneaded her a$s.
Oh, God. My body is already craving more.
Moans intermingled with her heavy breathing. The hand that had been on her br*ast slid between her legs, rubbing the slick folds w*t with ar*usal.
His fingers teasing the folds felt frustratingly tantalizing, slithering in and out of her slit.
It’s not enough.
Chaeyoon remembered dreams she often had after being intimate with Seonho. No matter how they started, they always ended like this. She would desperately beg for him to delve deeper into her w*t folds, but it would never quite happen.
Chaeyoon gripped Seonho’s w*t hair, intensely debating whether to ask him to enter her.
Meanwhile, the tongue that had been teasing her chest moved down past her belly button, going lower as Seonho fully knelt down, and one of her legs rested on his shoulder.
“What are you trying to do?”
“To lick you.”
“Uh, you don’t have to do that today……, ha!”
Before she could finish saying it wasn’t necessary, Seonho’s tongue parted her folds, and as he rubbed, Chaeyoon screamed, arching her back and pressing her head and shoulders against the wall.
Why is he licking there?
Amid the overwhelming pl*asure, Chaeyoon had a thought. Her request yesterday for him to lick was partly out of curiosity about how it would feel, but also partly to tease Seonho.
She wondered if Seonho would kneel down to lick her, just to please her. He wasn’t someone who typically knelt in any situation.
And yet, here he was, not even asked this time, kneeling voluntarily and eagerly engaging with her.
“Ha, ha!”
His tongue wasn’t going deep, but the tip was stimulating her sensitive bud, causing it to swell like a bud in bloom.
“Mmmm.”
Chaeyoon bit her lower lip, swallowing back a moan as the pl*asure seemed to tighten around her throat.
When his tongue parted the center, hotly probing the center and sides, she gasped and bucked her hips, grinding against his lips.
“Hah, haah.”
When he grasped her a$s with both hands, she couldn’t hold back any longer. Shivering through her cl*max, Chaeyoon released a flood of ar*usal.
Lap, lap.
And Seonho continued to lap it up.
“Stop, stop.”
Regaining some senses, Chaeyoon grabbed Seonho’s hair and pulled his mouth away.
“I had to. I’ve been thinking about it non-stop.”
Seonho licked his lips with a satisfied smile.
“Been thinking about it?”
It was a relief that the hot water hid the heat flushing her face.
“Thanks for letting me taste it.”
Seonho savored the moment, and Chaeyoon felt unexpectedly embarrassed.
If yesterday she had boldly challenged him to kneel, today, it felt like Seonho had completely turned the tables, affecting her deeply with his actions.
As Seonho stood up, he lowered Chaeyoon’s leg from his shoulder to his waist and pressed his body against hers.
“You have unusual tastes.”
Despite her intention to sound sarcastic, Chaeyoon’s voice came out low and sultry, almost like she was seducing him.
“You shouldn’t say that, especially since you’re the one who got me hooked on the taste.”
“Is everything my fault then?”
“Yes.”
With that, Seonho forcefully drove his ar*usal into the folds he had been licking and sucking just moments before.
“Ah!”
An indescribable feeling of satisfaction and extreme pl*asure came over her at once, a stimulus her body remembered, but one that was more intense than she could ever remember.
“That means you have to take responsibility.”
Seonho’s whisper reached her ears, but Chaeyoon, already lost in her pl*asure, could only spit out a high-pitched cry.
“Haah, Chaeyoon, Chaeyoon…you feel so good.”
His heated c*ck slid smoothly deep inside her.
The feel of her soft inner flesh, and the sweet sounds of her cries spreading through the bathroom, drove Seonho crazy.
Gripping Chaeyoon’s firm a$s and thighs, Seonho repeated his deep thrusts.
“Haah, I wish I could stay buried inside you like this forever.”
Flushed with heat, Seonho muttered deliriously. If she were in her right mind, Chaeyoon might have found his words embarrassingly direct, yet she agreed.
It felt incredibly good. Every time his c*ck moved inside her, it filled her entire body with a tingling sensation like fireworks in the sky.
“Uhh.”
Oh, God, what to do? It feels like it will be unforgettable again.
Chaeyoon tilted her head back and drew him in tighter, as if squeezing him. Waves of sensuality surged, and pl*asure seemed to overflow.
“Haah, Seonho… Seonho.”
Chaeyoon’s whole body tensed as she called out Seonho’s name and cl*maxed, her center clenching and unclenching tightly around Seonho’s c*ck.
Seonho also reached his peak and withdrew, finishing on her thigh.
It was something he would never have done without a condom, but with Chaeyoon, he often found himself breaking that rule.
The need was too strong. The sound of her voice calling his name, the fierce grip and release of her core made it difficult for him to remain composed.
Droplets of white trailed down Chaeyoon’s thigh. Watching them, Seonho felt a primal desire like never before.
He wanted to fill her completely with his c*m—a childish but intense craving.
“Are you satisfied?”
Seonho gently kissed Chaeyoon’s lips.
“Somewhat.”
Chaeyoon smiled slightly and stroked Seonho’s hair.
“Your rating is a bit harsh. Well, it was a bit of an awkward position, and I couldn’t give it my all. It might be better on a bed.”
“Are you suggesting we go again?”
Chaeyoon chuckled.
“We’re in our mid-twenties. Does it make sense to stop after just one time? Plus, you have good stamina.”
“I didn’t build up my stamina for this, you know.”
“So what? Look forward to it. I’ll keep trying until you’re satisfied.”
Seonho gave her a sweet, enticing smile.
“‘Try’, that’s a word I really like. It doesn’t quite suit you though.”
Chaeyoon wasn’t particularly inclined to refuse.
“That’s right. I’m the one doing all the troublesome work to make you happy.”
Seonho chuckled softly.