“Okay,” he agreed, planting a kiss on my belly.
“Okay?” I repeated.
“Okay,” he assured me, slowly lifting up my shirt to reveal my tummy. I shivered at the cool air, he kissed just below my belly button as I glanced down at him. He was so beautiful.
He reached for the fabric of my shirt and lifted it over my body revealing my breasts that I always thought were borderline nonexistent, but he seemed to be entirely fascinated by. I instinctively covered myself with my arms, and he seemed concerned at that movement.
“When I make love to you, you don’t ever need to hide from me, do you understand?” he told me, and I slowly dropped my arms, revealing myself to him. He kissed his way up my body, taking my left breast into his mouth, toying with the sensitive bud under his tongue before moving to the right, and I sighed, my knees turning weak.
I watched him make his way down before he kneeled down in front of me, looking up at me such innocence you’d think this was his first time too. But I knew better, I knew that if it was one thing Wynter Andy Kwon knew—it was how to make a woman’s body bend to his will.
He kissed the fabric of my panties and I gasped at the contact. He let out a soft laugh at that. I loved that we could laugh together, even now, in such an intimate moment. He was still my friend above all, and that reminder within itself was enough for me to lower my defenses entirely.
He slipped the fabric down my legs with his teeth so skillfully before asking me to, “Put your leg over my shoulder.”
“What if I’m too heavy?” I wondered,
“Please.” He rolled his eyes before grabbing ahold of my thigh and doing it for me before his mouth made contact with the slickness of me.
“Ah—Wyn.” I moaned as his tongue danced for me to his own wicked little masquerade. He licked a stripe up and down before focusing on my swollen nub. Sucking, teasing, taunting.
“So sweet, for me.” He smiled, looking up at me with my wetness dripping down his chin.Oh my God,that face could bring even the gods to their knees.
He continued to devour me until I finished on his tongue, my breathing heavy. “Why did you—”
“So that it’s easier for you when I’m inside,” he clarified, “the more aroused you are, the less painful it’ll be for you.”
I then grabbed ahold of his hand and pushed him down on the bed before climbing on top of him. I reached for his jeans and slowly unbuttoned them, pulling them down his legs alongside his underwear. I began to press my lips to his neck and he moaned, tilting his head back to give me better access. His hand gripped my thigh, probably leaving a mark with his nails.
I straddled his waist and felt him against my folds. I moved back and forth, teasing him, and he bit down on my shoulder. “God.” He cursed beneath his breath, and I smirked, enjoying the power I had over him. But that didn’t last long because he immediately flipped us over so I was below him, our legs tangled, every hair on my body stood up.
He started kissing me then, deeply, slow and passionate. “Yesoh,” he breathed, “do you think you’re ready?”
“Yes.” I nodded, and at that he held my gaze, he didn’t even look away.
“Well, last I checked we’renottrying to conceive and I didn’t bring any c—”
I reached for my bag and handed him the packet and he lifted an eyebrow. “You anticipated this?”
“Maybe.” I smiled.
“Far more cunning than I give you credit for.” He kissed my lips once more before tearing the packet open with his teeth and putting it on. “Pain is normal the first time, we will go slowly, and find our own pace.”
“Please, Wyn.” I wrapped my arms around his neck to steady myself. “I’ve waited for this longer than you know.”
And at that he spread my legs a little further, before pressing his tip to my core and sliding into me, I shut my eyes at the tension, at the pressure and odd new sensation. “It hurts.”
“That’s only halfway.” He smiled, his eyes glittering with a sense of mischief. “Take a breath.”
I breathed in through my nose and out through my mouth a few times, he then grabbed ahold of my hand, freeing it from over his shoulder. He threaded his fingers through mine. “I’m here, I’m with you.”
“Keep going,” I willed.
And at that he bottomed out, filling me entirely. Tears filled my eyes and he kissed them away, my tears glistening on his full lips. “Shhh, it’s okay.”
He allowed me a few moments to adjust to his size before squeezing my hand. “You’re okay.”
“You can move now,” I told him and he did as I asked without hesitation.
