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"That was—"

"Hot," Jennie finished my sentence with a smirk.

When our breaths eventually evened out, I finally slipped away from her, removing the condom and tying it up in one fluid motion, flinging it into the nearby trash can. After cleaning us both up, I slowly climbed up her body, laying down at her side.

"Are you okay, darling?"

She nodded unconsciously, curling onto her side and hiding against me. "You?"

"Perfect. You look so pretty when you cum," I murmured simply while she was still recovering. I huffed a heavy breath of exertion, smiling with my eyes closed.

"I want you to sleepover."

My eyes were on her beautiful face, smiling ear to ear, then I wrapped my arms around her. "I was hoping you'd say that," I whispered, getting sleepy.

"I love you."

"Love you, too, Jennie."

After getting ready for bed, we cuddled as I ran my palm down her spine, playfully patting her behind, whispering sweet nothings in her ear, and we fell into a delicious sleep.

The next morning I was running late to the office, needing to make a pit stop at my apartment, but I didn't mind. I walked down the street, or more accurately, I strutted down the street. I waved at people as they passed, clapping and giving me the thumbs-up sign. I pointed at them, winking, doing a little shuffle. Then with a flourish I jumped in the air and clicked my heels in happiness. It was like a scene out of the movies.

In my mind, a whole parade formed behind me - businessmen, police men, hot dog vendors - breaking into a choregraphed dance. Everyone was feeling fantastic just like me as we pumped our fists in celebration of my achievement. It was the morning-after-having-sex-with-Jennie-big-dance-bit.

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Since that first intimate night with my fiancee, we had sleepovers at her place or my place again and again. Time had passed rather quickly over the next few months and I realized recently that so many nights were spent with each other. I knew her apartment like the back of my hand and she knew mine just as well. So I asked her to move in with me.

At Bibigo, the project that I had been assigned to work on so many weeks ago with Jiwoong was still dragging, making me feel even more stressed, as I continued my pursuit to climb the corporate ladder. One night, after a mountain of work kept me at the office late, I entered the apartment, our apartment, in the middle of a phone call.

"No, the new Bibigo bowls are supposed to be microwave-able, Heedo. And the new spring rolls are supposed to be frozen. How are people supposed to cook a quick meal?" I asked, my voice rising.

I slipped out of my shoes by the door and shrugged my suit jacket off on my way to the living room. I nodded at Jennie and blew her a kiss when I found her in the kitchen serving herself dessert in a small bowl. Looked like I missed dinner again.

"Argh! If this doesn't get fixed by Monday, my ass will be frozen as floor manager and Mr. Seo will be highly disappointed," I continued into the phone, flopping down on the sectional sofa. "Call me later with an update."

Quickly and roughly I loosened my tie and ended the call. Slamming the phone down next to me on the cushion, I then tilted my head back and slumped into the sofa, willing my body to relax, taking a deep breath, closing my eyes, and counting to three.

"I've noticed you've been a little stressed out lately." Jennie's voice, cautious and caring, came from the threshold of the kitchen and living room.

I pried an eye open to watch her spoon some French vanilla ice cream from the bowl she was holding and raise it to her mouth. "You can say that again," I retorted, an eyebrow raised.

She moved to join me on the sofa, pressing against my side to give me a one-armed hug, her other hand holding out the bowl. Her simple hug felt like home, instantly producing the oxytocin my body needed after a long day. Even though I had been planning to sulk in my pity party of one, I reminded myself of the saying about not bringing work home. So I drew her legs to rest on top of mine and snuggled.

"Will this project be over soon?" she asked.

Jennie scooped some ice cream in her mouth, letting some of it dribble on the corners of her lips as she brought her tongue out to swipe the stray streaks. My eyes trained on her, a quiet moan left my lips as she licked the spoon clean, pulling it out with a soft pop.

It was sweet, really, that she was trying to distract me from the stresses of work and I found the small smile I gave her was a legitimate one.

"Yeah, I can't wait to stop working with that spawn of Satan," I jokingly growled in anger, my sense of humor returning. "You know, I found six gray hairs yesterday." Jennie quirked an eyebrow up in disbelief. "Mm-hm, yeah. And my psoriasis is back which is great news for those itchy hives that appear when my body temperature rises. They can all be buddies!"

"Damn, you're so hot when you're mad," she said, prompting me to scowl at her.

She giggled cutely before her duality set in. Bringing the bowl to her chest, she took a finger and dipped it in, humming as she coated her digit in the dessert before popping it in my mouth. My eyes closed as I sucked the cold, sweet cream. Then they shot open when I felt a coolness on my check and I realized she was swiping a dollop of whipped cream - from the corner of my mouth to my sideburns.

My mouth gaped open at the silent moan I couldn't utter as she stuck out her pink tongue and licked the remnants in one long stripe. This wasn't the first time we had indulged in my food play kink and I appreciated her plan to do it again.

"How can I pleasure you tonight, Tae?" she whispered into the shell of my ear.

Her words were exactly what I needed to hear at that moment, sending fresh shivers down my spine. Breathing uneven, I grabbed her neck to crash my lips into hers, nipping my way into her mouth as her arm went across my body to lay the bowl on the end table, the spoon clinking against the glass.

We ravished each other for a moment, feeling a rush of passion, my body starting to run hot. I pulled back for much needed oxygen, and to answer her question. "Suck me, darling."

Pupils blown out, Jennie licked her lips, grabbing my length, palming my erection. "Anything to get your mind off work," she drawled, her head already dipping down to my crotch.

But I carded my hand through her hair and tugged at her locks harshly. "First...strip. Except your panties."

"Of course," she said, already scooting off the sofa to stand in front of me.

With lustful eyes, I watched her cross her arms in front of her to grab the hem of her top and lift it over her head and away. After she shucked off her shorts, a seductive smile on her lips, her fingertips met behind her to unclasp her bra to throw them on top of the pile of clothes forming on the floor. The sight of her breasts sliding out before bouncing into place was chef's kiss and had me biting on my bent index finger. My breaths grew laborious, my pulse quickened, and I could already feel wetness in my briefs.

"Anything else?"

"Crawl to me," I commanded, lowering my voice for effect. "And call me Sir."

She didn't need to be told twice. "Yes, Sir."

Seeing her so excited had me getting horny and hard. And the way she padded slowly on her hands and knees as I crooked my finger in a "come hither" motion, all submissive for me like a sex kitten, gave me a perfect view of her tits swaying with the movement. I had to adjust myself, my pants straining against my thick length.

"Did I make you hard crawling over here?" she murmured when she reached me.

I hummed affirmatively, grabbed her face and kissed her. Then I leaned back, placed my hands behind my head, and bucked my hips up to let her do her thing. This was already doing wonders to reduce my stress.

"Let's get you more comfortable," she said seductively as she opened the first couple of buttons of my dress shirt.

I took over, flinging the garment, my necktie, and my A-shirt to the side. Jennie's eyes traveled down my figure and she dragged her nails along the V-shaped indentation at my waist, unbuckling my belt in the process.

Holding my gaze, she took her time pulling down my zipper as she sat on her lower legs. I liked how she was drawing it out a little, just building the anticipation, and I loved how her nipples started swelling into tight peaks. I bent at the waist to twist and fondle each boob before leaning back again, smirking at the gasp she let out.

Her focus back on me, the black fabric of my trousers parted over my bulge and I bit my lip at how her hands excitedly eased them over my hips as I lifted, then slid down my thighs. They dropped past my knees and puddled on the floor, before I kicked them away casually. Spreading my legs slightly, Jennie nestled in between them, I grinned as she removed my briefs, my groin throbbing in excitement.

"Wow..." she muttered as my erection sprang free. "What did you want me to do again?" Jennie feigned forgetfulness and tilted her head.

"Open wide and let me fill you up," I ordered.

Pleasure hormones coursed through my body when she took my cock in her hand, giving it a single pump, standing it up in front of her. Her lips sneaked small kisses up and down my length, longer ones on my tip, before licking a long stripe from the base to the head just like she did with the ice cream on my cheek.

"Mmm...scrumptious," she murmured, her lips wrapped around my tip, tongue teasing at the slit that was already oozing with pre-cum.

Finally, she did as told, so obedient it was getting me hot and bothered. My head fell back, hitting the sofa cushion as she slowly eased my entire length down her throat. Through half-lidded eyes, I moaned weakly and watched her hold me there in her mouth, a free hand cradling my balls in her palm, giving them a gentle massage that made me groan. The shooting jolt of arousal I got from just her gaze was enough. Not to mention the way her moist mouth felt like warm apple pie.

"You deserve some nice..." She worked me with her hands, twisting and tugging "...messy..." She sweetly licked my shaft "...head."

"Thank you, darling."

Moving a hand from behind my head, I pushed hers down onto my cock until her mouth enveloped me completely, pressing the tip into her cheek, making it bulge before I popped it out. Gripping my thighs, her breath quickened before I forced her head down once more to dive further into me, so much so that her nose lightly kissed my black and curlies. Then I pulled her back up with a harsh gagging noise emitting from her mouth.

"Take it," I rasped, my dark eyes fixed on her blissed out face. When she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and nodded fervently, I chuckled before caressing her locks while I bit my lower lip. "Open up."

She inhaled and I took that moment to slide my length into her mouth, my cock tapping the flesh at the back of her throat, making her whimper. My hips bucked up to meet her - again and again and again.

"That's my good girl." I groaned in pleasure as I pumped my hardness throughout the depths of her mouth. She gagged on my cock for a few seconds before I let her come up for air, violently coughing as I released myself from the confines of her throat, wiping dribble from her chin.

"Again, Sir," she pleaded.

I glared down at her, enjoying the way she was begging me to fulfill her wanton needs, and leaned forward to kiss her passionately. Already I was addicted to her taste and mine mixed together. The grip I had on her hair tightened into a ponytail, and I used my hand to push my cock back through her lips. I inhaled sharply and she gagged again as I pounded into her face, drool dripping off the hilt of my cock. I pulled out, and she chuckled with pride, her eyes following the trail of saliva from her mouth to the tip. Everything about the way she looked was getting to me.

"Baby, gonna cum in that pretty mouth if you keep taking me so good like this," I groaned. She went for it, gripping the base hard and wrapping her mouth around the spongy tip, sucking.

"Mmm...more. Your mouth is just lovely," I gasped, looking at the way my length disappeared in her mouth - over and over and over.

My hands continued to clutch her hair, my other arm thrown over my face which was burning. Peering down, my pupils dilated at the sight of her head between my legs, licking my slit, capturing my taste.

"You are nasty, baby." I groaned loudly into the stillness of the living room, only the hum of the refrigerator and Jennie's slurping noises filling the air.

"You love it," she cooed in between licks of my throbbing cock in her petite hand.

"Yes," I muttered. "My nasty, nasty girl."

She sucked harder, humming in agreement, the vibrations bringing me to closer to the edge. Bobbing her head up and down enthusiastically, rotating up and down my shaft, her actions had me gritting through my teeth.

"Does it feel good?" she asked as she slipped me out of her mouth.

I nodded, caressing her face. "It feels amazing. And you look amazing."

Giving me a wicked smile, she continued, "Cum in my mouth, babe."

Her filthy words were the catalyst I needed. My jaw went slack in shock before I gripped myself with one hand and brought my tip to the seam of her lips. "Good little girl," I whispered.

My eyes locked with hers as she took me in, my flesh and bones building to a fever pitch. I tried not to close my eyes as my eyelids fluttered and my hips jumped. Pumping my shaft into her hallowed cheeks in a pulsating pattern, I couldn't help snapping my crotch upwards, using her as a stress reliever. My hands gripped her hair, but left her free to move, in case I went too deep.

When she added her tongue, swirling around the head and pushing into the sensitive tip, I screamed her name, moans leaving both of us as I came, hips stuttering as my dick released inside her mouth.

"Ngh! Just like that - shit!"

My chest deflating, my eyebrows lowered, and my eyes narrowed, but they stayed as open as I could muster. Before I was done, my cum coating her throat as she nearly sputtered, filled with my arousal, I pulled out to finish on her lips. With strands of white decorating her lower face, she swallowed audibly and looked up to watch me as my eyes contorted shut in pleasure.

Catching up with our breaths, her head resting on my thigh, I unclosed my eyes just in time to see her drawing the remainder of my essence into her mouth with a swipe of her tongue.

"You look so pretty with my cum all over you like this," I smiled through quick inhales of air. Though it was a marvelous sight, I started cleaning her up right away with some tissues nearby before I did the same to myself.

"So good," she whispered as I drew her into my lap, my arms embracing her.

"I know," I smirked, my fingers drawing down her jaw and placing a chaste kiss on her lips. Her eyes moved upwards to sparkle back at mine. "Water?"

Jennie shook her head and instead reached for the bowl to my right and finished off the now ice cream soup. I grinned at how she did that adorable little dance when she eats something delicious.

"Yummy," she said with a wink. "You and the ice cream."

My lips tugged up in a smile. "Now you deserve something too."

With her help, I pushed her panties down her legs and flung them away. Her sweet, wet scent traveled up to my nose, and my cheeks flushed with pride that I could make her so horny. Always experimenting, I reached for my phone and propped it on the coffee table in front of us with the camera app open to video mode. Instantly we could see each other on the screen.

"No, Tae! I am not making a sex video," she protested.

I chuckled lowly as she squirmed against me, moving her to sit between my thighs facing the same way. Ignoring her complaint, I gingerly placed both of her legs on either side of me in a spread eagle position. Her body tensed, her glistening pussy staring back at us on the screen of my phone.

"Rouge!" Jennie cried, snapping her legs closed.

Her safe word. Jennie used her safe word.

Immediately I nodded at her in the camera, a silent exchange between us. I realized she didn't use it when she was blowing me so I assumed I wasn't too rough with her then. But now, I could tell she wasn't into recording a sex video.

"I- I mean, I- I like watching," she stammered, rubbing her hands in her lap. "I just...I don't..."

"No need to explain," I assured her, reaching for my phone at once.

She grabbed my wrist. "What if we keep it on...but don't record?"

Getting back into position, she spread her thighs over mine, and grinned into the camera. Turning her head to kiss my cheek, she then used a hand on my jaw to guide my lips to meet hers in a slow, deep, kiss. That was my cue to hold up both of her legs and toy with her clit, massaging the cushiony flesh with ease at first then with vigor. My fingers moved easily, faster and faster, aided by the slippery juices she was producing.

"Ooh, you're dripping. Did sucking me off get you this wet, darling?" I muttered into her neck, where I was busy leaving a love bite.

"Yes, Sir," she drawled, arching her back into my chest.

Locking lips once more, I used my tongue to tease her lips apart, making her gasp as I pushed a finger inside her pussy, letting out a low moan at how her tightness and warmth enveloped me. I was able to thrust easily into her, starting out slow, making sure she was actually okay before it turned manic, my digit going in and out of her with such force. She whined when my thumb pushed harder on her clitoris and I felt her walls clench in sync with my strokes.

"Another?" My question was rhetorical, and she bit her lip as I squeezed in a second finger. "Damn, you're tight."

I focused on the way her sopping hole was sucking my fingers in, making sure to rub the most sensitive area and find her g-spot. She rewarded me when I succeeded with a high-pitched mewl, one arm thrown behind her to land on my head and grab a tuft of hair. Gliding my fingers in and out of her continually, slick arousal coating my digits, I could tell she was close to her sweet release.

"Does that feel good?" I asked, grinning as her hips started rutting against my hand.

"Y-yes. Don't stop," she whined.

"Tell me, darling, who makes you feel so good?" My free arm snaked around her waist and my chin rested on her shoulder, my fingers collecting up her juices to spread around her clit.

"You, Sir. Only you."

I gifted her by slipping a finger in again, crooking it to reach the spongy part that made her go crazy, while my lips found refuge on her neck. Sucking the supple skin, I feasted on her sweet taste, pumping her in perfect timing with the way her tits rocked with the motion.

"Feels so good..." My name came out in spurts from her lips, desperate gasps, syncing deliciously with the rhythm of each thrust as they landed in her core. "Damn, we make a nice-looking couple."

Glancing at the phone's screen, our perspiring naked bodies getting worked up, looking like we were about to explode...she was right, and I hummed affirmatively. I could feel myself get hard again from the sight of Jennie in my arms - gorgeous, sexy, and blissed-out.

Moments later, my fingers trailed up to pinch her nipple, and I was delighted when she released a drawn-out moan at the same time her hips lost any and all sense of rhythm.

"Oh yeah!" she cried, coming around my fingers as I hugged her closer.

Biting down on her neck, I thrusted a few more times to help her ride out her orgasm before we both leaned back against the sofa in exhaustion. Lying there while she caught her breath, I peppered tiny kisses across her shoulder.

Afterward, talk of dinner for me and more dessert for her was planned. I lifted her up to clean ourselves and felt her cum slowly drip out from inside her onto my thighs. She quickly slid up her panties into place and put on her bra before she left the living room.

Pulling up my boxer briefs, I met her in the kitchen. We both looked at each other in our blissed out states, all messy, and laughed.

Gosh, I really found someone amazing in my life.