Chapter 7. My Body, Your Body (2)

JaeMin is sensitive, just like me, and it's when he tightly grips my hair and thrusts a few times into my mouth that I know he's reaching his limit.

I release him, hearing a disapproving grunt from him. I look back at him and smile, rising up just enough to give him a quick kiss on his parted lips.

"I want to ride," I say, and I see him smile even wider.

JaeMin stretches out, not removing me from between his thighs, and opens the top drawer of the bedside table. He rummages through everything and sighs when he doesn't find anything there.

"You left one in the guest room," I inform him.

He opens his eyes, perhaps remembering that he did indeed leave a condom there, and without saying a word, he pulls his legs out from under me and stands up.

I kneel on the bed and watch him. JaeMin walks out of the room naked, his erection gently brushing against his hip.

I bite my lip, realizing how much I missed seeing him