LIZ
I sit back in my seat, leaning my head against the rest and closing my eyes as I offer my opinion on dinner.
Spending all day cleaning and with the littles, then the game this afternoon.
I'm more tired than I have been in a long time.
Of course, the more I keep thinking about the game, the more my brain keeps drifting back to Yoon Ji.
I love how intense he was. He didn't take it easy on me because I'm a girl or his girlfriend.
There's nothing better than good competition.
Then the man got me into the van and kissed me even more senseless and right in front of his members.
If I could've guessed what would happen next, that would not have been one of the options.
His hand finds mine in the seat, making me smile even with my eyes closed for the rest of the ride back to their house.
Seong Su takes everyone’s dinner suggestions into consideration as he orders, but to be honest, I’m not really thinking about food.
Yoon Ji has locked our fingers together and is using his thumb to rub small slow circles on my palm.
In a weird way it tickles and feels good at the same time.
I crack my eyes open and glance over at him without lifting my head.
He’s staring out the window, so it kind of makes me wonder if he’s driving me mad absentmindedly.
Using my thumb, I barely touch his to stop its movement, and this draws his attention to me.
The smile that slowly grows on his face not only says he knew what he was doing but also puts little butterflies in my belly.
I’m the first one to break eye contact as I release his thumb and close my eyes again.
He doesn’t waste any time picking right back up where he left off.
As the van pulls up to the house and stops, we let the front seats out before us.
Yoon Ji acts like he’s wanting to let Dav En out too, but there’s no way that big guy is squishing himself down to work around us.
When he steps out, Yoon Ji hangs back until Dav En and I are both out, and he takes my hand, letting everyone else go first. Even when we’re inside and taking off our shoes, he doesn’t let me go.
Of course, I’m not trying too hard to get away either.
Everyone branches off to go their own way as Seong Su announces dinner will be here within the hour.
Yoon Ji leads me past all the other rooms down to the very last door on the left.
We’ve just made it inside and shut the door when he turns, backing me against the door right before his lips seal over mine.
Between the adrenaline from the game, the kiss in the van, and his subtle trick with my palm, I’m more than ready for him.
I don’t care that I haven’t known him as long as Kyung or Dav En.
Sometimes, things just feel right, like they do in this moment.
So, without overthinking it, I kiss him back with as much as he’s giving me.
His tongue fights for dominance with mine as my hands travel across the hard planes of his chest. Living for the moment, I let them drag slowly down until I can grab the bottom hem of his tank top and pull it up over his head.
If I thought the man looked good in the flimsy piece of clothing, him without is just a whole new level.
Our kiss broke when I took it off of him, and he lets me get a good look at his body as his lips slowly pull up into a smile.
Then he’s on me again, bringing us chest to chest and smooshing me against the door.
As he forcefully brings our mouths back together, I can’t help but think how different this Yoon Ji is, and I love it.
That’s the last coherent thought I have as he continues to kiss me senseless.
His hands are roaming freely all over my body, and he’s not stopping to ask for permission.
So, when they reach for my shirt, I let him pull it over my head.
Over the next few minutes, the rest of our clothes drop to the floor in the same fashion until I can feel nothing other than him.
I can taste nothing other than him. There’s only Yoon Ji.
I reach between us, taking him in my hand and making him gasp into my mouth.
His hips arch toward me as though he can’t control it, and he brings his hands up to my chest. My brain is on sensory overload, and he’s adding to that, being so rough yet so gentle at the same time he goes from squeezing to caressing, all while fully dominating my mouth.
Not knowing how much more either of us can take, I bring my palms to his chest and gently push him towards the bed. I can feel when his legs bump the side, and I give him another nudge so that he falls to his back.
His eyes rake over my body in a way that makes me feel like a goddess standing before him.
“You’re so beautiful,” he murmurs low in his deep voice.
“I’m not the only one,” I tell him, bringing that smile back to his face as I put my knee on the bed so that I can lean over and press my lips to that sexy v right on his hip bone.
He groans and clenches his comforter beside my head.
It isn’t until I’m literally face to face with what I’m wanting that I think about protection.
I freeze slightly, wondering if Yoon Ji has any or how awkward it would be to go ask Kyung. That’d be too much, I think.
Fortunately, surprisingly, Yoon Ji saves the awkward day by pointing at the little nightstand with the lamp on top beside his bed. “Look in the drawer. Kyung made me put some in there.”
Okay, so maybe Kyung saved the day. I do as he says, and sure enough, the same brand Kyung uses stares back at me. Grabbing one, I hand it to him, but don’t bother averting my eyes as he puts it on. He doesn’t seem to mind in the least, and I’m finding that I really love this cocky side of him.
Once he’s done, I get up on the bed, straddle him, and guide him inside as I lower myself on him.
We both groan as he fills me all the way, but his is so deep that I swear that I can feel it in my bones.
His hands go to my hips as I start to move.
We’re both so on the edge that I don’t take my time.
I rock against him harder and faster until our breathing is ragged.
The entire time neither of us has looked away.
Not even as I feel his body tense beneath mine, or as my own release hits me.
The connection is more intense than I’ve ever felt in my life.
His hands squeeze my hips as we both ride the high together.
When I collapse over him and tuck my face into his neck, I feel his pulse thrumming against the side just like mine is.
“Wow,” he breathes out with the word.
I huff a short laugh against his neck, because I was just thinking the same thing.
“Dinner’s here!” someone in the hall calls out.
“Will you stay with me tonight?” he asks, quickly adding, “We don’t have to do that again. I just like you here in my space.”
“Of course I will,” I promise, lifting my chin to kiss his jaw. “Want to shower with me so we can go eat?”
“Mmm,” he agrees with a quick head bob.
I climb off him and walk toward his shared bathroom with In Se. I’ve never been in either of their rooms like this before, but Kyung gave me a rundown of the layout. It’s how I know it’s theirs. I can feel his eyes on me as though they are a physical thing touching my skin.
I’m not surprised to find that their bathroom is an exact replica of Jae-un and Kyung’s. Only, they’ve got darker accents with their towels and such. Thankfully, In Se’s bedroom door is closed too. There’s no telling what he’d do if I accidentally flashed him while fully nude right now.
Starting the water and letting it warm up before stepping in, I’ve got Yoon Ji right on my heels.
The warmth feels good on my skin, so I know he’ll enjoy it.
Locking my arm behind him, I pull him further underneath the spray.
He lets his head rock side to side as he closes his eyes and the water flows down his hair.
I let my eyes wander unashamed as I watch him. Just as I make it to the bottom of his stomach, his hand comes up, hooking a finger underneath my chin to lift it to him. He’s broadly smiling as he leans down to kiss me again.
“Turn around and let me wash your hair,” he says as soon as he pulls away.
I do as he asks as he starts talking. “I didn’t know that you played sports.”
“I’ve tried a little of everything,” I admit again. “Some things lasted a little longer than others. Especially, if I had a knack for it like soccer. I like running, so that gave that one a little extra time.”
“So, you get bored easily?” he asks, lathering shampoo into my hair.
“Sometimes,” I tell him before leaning in to rinse and letting him start with the conditioner. “I think it’s more that I know how precious time is, and I kind of want to try everything. If that makes sense.”
“Mmm,” he agrees, letting me rinse again.
I turn to face him to do his right before he asks, “You’re not going to get bored with us and move on like everything else, right?”
His worried expression makes my heart actually ache. I wrap my arms around him and pull him toward me, the water collecting between us. “Of course I’m not. Why would you think that?”
“I’m just scared,” he admits, “because I’m starting to really like you.”
The same heart that was aching moments ago, now does a little pitter patter in my chest. “I like you, too, Yoon Ji. I’m not going anywhere.”
“Good,” he states, leaning down to kiss me again.
We finish our shower, washing each other, almost getting lost in the other’s body again, and talking about our love for the sport.
When we step out of his room a little while later to head off in search of chicken, I’m in borrowed clothes from him and we’re hand in hand.
Time to make my stomach feel as full as my heart does.