Page 62 of XOXO

He opened the door as I finished washing my hair. I reached for the conditioner as he came closer, helping me put the conditioner back. My breast pushed out as I ran the conditioner through my hair, his gaze immediately going to them and he licked his lips.

“Are you always such a tease?” he groaned, as I rinsed off my hair.

“You bring it out in me,” I said, pushing my head back, closing my eyes to rinse the rest of my hair.

I felt him move, his chest brushing against my breast as his hand came up to help me rinse off. His hands felt great in my hair, gentle and firm; his body pressed against mine lit me on fire.

“Ruwon,” I moaned.

He pushed me against the wall, the cold shocking until his lips met mine. He kissed me passionately, the water sluicing over us. I gasped as he kissed down my neck, grabbing one of my breasts, pinching my nipple.

“Wash yourself and let's get out of here,” I said, as his cock rubbed against my stomach.

“Shower sex off the table?” he groaned, as I stroked his cock.

He sucked on my neck and I almost said yes, even though I hated sex in the shower. I did not need to go to the ER and explain what had happened.

“Bed, much better,” I said, like I had a limited vocabulary.

“Fuck, Violeta,” he growled, standing away from me. “Hurry.”

I stepped forward, grabbing some soap and quickly washing my body as he washed his hair. We couldn’t take our eyes off each other as we finished quickly. I wrapped my hair in a towel and before I could finish drying off, Ruwon picked me up and carried me right out of the room.

“Where are we going?” I asked, as he walked me down the hall.

“I’m not going to fuck you in my sister’s room.” He spanked me.

“Oh god, I forgot it was her room,” I said, as he walked into his room. “Good thing I didn’t make you come in her shower.”

He laughed, throwing me on his bed. His room was light and airy with a few navy accents here and there. He stood before me, still damp from the shower looking hot as hell.

“Hands above your head,” he said, crawling over me. “I don’t want them to move and if they do, I’m stopping. Understand?”

I nodded, squirming as anticipation shot through me.

“Words, Violeta,” he said, hovering over me.

“I understand,” I whined, as I put my hands over my head, crossing them at my wrists.

He hummed, kissing my forehead, then both eyes and then my mouth. I groaned as he brushed his tongue against my own, kissing me deeply. My hands found their way to brush through his hair and he pulled away immediately. I leaned forward following his lips when he tsked.

“Gongjunim,” he said, shaking his head. “What did I tell you?”

“I…I—” I stuttered, taken back by him calling me princess in Korean and the fact that he really did stop.

“Do it again and I’ll fuck you without letting you come, but listen and I’ll make it worth your while,” he said against my cheek, as he put my hands above my head, pining them with one of his hands. “Be good and listen.”

“I’m sorry,” I groaned, as he kissed my neck.

“No need to apologize, Gongjunim.” He nipped my earlobe. “Be good.”

“I will,” I said, as he let go of my hands.

He kissed down my neck, sucking and biting as he made his way to my breasts.

He hummed as he took a nipple into his mouth and I gasped. My hands twitched as I wanted to touch him.

“Ruwon,” I whined, as he took my other nipple into his mouth.