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“Where?” I tease. “Here?” I touch her hips again. “Here?” My hands move up to her breasts and squeeze. “Here?” I capture her face. “Too many options and I’m not good at making decisions when given a buffet so you’ll have to help me. Oh shit----”
She impales herself on me sinking all the way down.
I almost choke on my tongue while she starts moving. It feels so different, so good, I like giving her some control and she clearly likes taking it. Ari leans down and whispers. “Put your hands wherever you want, put your mouth all over me, but this,” She taps my chest. “This is mine.”
“My body?”
“Your heart,” she says quickly.
I grip her hips and move her against me. “Yes.”
We’re quieter than earlier as she rides me. It’s good, so good, the way she tightens around me, the way she moves her hips—addicting. Because we’re trying not to make noise all I hear is the sound of her soft gasps paired with mine, and our bodies slamming together while the bed mattress moves beneath us.
The headboard slams against the wall behind us, we both freeze when a knock sounds at her door. “Are you okay?” The voice is Producer Sung-Bin. “I heard a noise.”
Shit, I can’t stop moving beneath her, guiding her hips over me, her hair fans around her face as she stares down at me and answers. “Yeah, I had a really good dream, then fell out of the…” She moans through her teeth. “The bed.”
He’s quiet. “Must have been a good one.”
“Amazing,” she says breathlessly. “It’s hard to have dreams like that, anyway, I’ll go back to sleep.”
“I hope more dreams come,” he says.
Her eyes lock onto mine. “I’m sure they’re close.”
I grip her by the ass and flip her onto her back and drive into her so hard that I have to grip the headboard so it doesn’t slam into the wall again.
She bites the pillow and moans into it.
Release comes hard and fast, I can’t stop it any more than I can stop breathing. I could really get used to being able to be with her like this.
I suddenly imagine what it would be like to openly date her, to hold her hand in public, to acknowledge that I have a person and that we fit perfectly.
I pull away from her and lay down next to her on my back, we’re both staring at the celling, not saying anything. Her fingers grasp mine. She’s shaking, her skin feels cold when I pull her against my chest and hold her tight.
“One day,” she says. “I always used to think it was a hopeful statement, like when you’re making goals, but right now, laying in bed with you, one day seems like a cruel promise that won’t ever come true.”
“What’s you’re one day?” I ask kissing her forehead.
“One day, I’ll walk out on the street with you and hold your hand without being scared of everything that could happen by simply walking next to you.”
“Is this the part where I tell you I’m rich and even if everything crumbles beneath me that I can support us?”
“Mature in so many ways, but still naïve.” She turns on her side and looks up at me. “That’s not how the world works, money helps, but your reputation is everything.”
Shame slams against my chest, because she doesn’t know my past mistakes, nobody does. “What if I told you that I’d already ruined my reputation before debut and it’s a miracle it hasn’t gotten out?”
She sits up, still naked. “What do I need to know?”
“You’re not my lawyer.” I say it as kind as I can. “Conflict of interest, besides, it’s a better idea for you not to know, if it does ever come out,” I shrug “I’ll try to deal with it. Right now I just want to be with you.”
“Did you bully someone in school?” She’s in clear lawyer mode. It would be cute if it wasn’t post sex.
And I can’t talk about it.
It physically hurts to think about having to actually let the words pass my lips in front of her after being with her.
I don’t want to see the look on her face, the disappointment that I wasn’t more responsible and hurt people in the process.
