I tasted myself and him, a dizzying combination. A soft whimper escaped my throat, and he answered with a low growl, kissing me deeper, harder.
He moved, shifting his weight, and suddenly I was lying on my back on the couch, the cushions soft beneath me. He was over me, a solid, warm presence that caged me in.
One of his hands landed beside my head, bracing himself, while the other tangled in my hair, tilting my head back to give him better access.
"Su Ye..." I moaned, my hands clutching at his shoulders. His name was a prayer on my lips, a plea for more.
His free hand moved from my hair, trailing down my side, leaving a path of goosebumps in its wake. Then it was on my breast, cupping the weight of it.
His thumb brushed over my nipple, and a jolt shot straight through me, a direct line to the heat pooling between my legs. He teased me, circling the sensitive peak, making it pucker into a tight bead. I squirmed beneath him, my hips lifting off the couch in a silent invitation.
