章節 51: Chapter Twenty Six - Our Decision (Part 1)

Chapter Song Suggestion - "Green Tea & Honey by Dane Amar"

Sunlight hits my eyes, stirring me awake. The unfamiliar room reminds me that I'm at the hot spring and the heaviness around my waist is Dae's arm. My face reddens at how much sex we had last night. Half the condom box is gone, and I think the sheets are stained with our fluids.

How embarrassing!

Shifting my weight, I carefully turn to study Dae's sleeping feature. I realize we have never woken up beside each other. How peaceful he looks, younger too. It's surreal how much we have endured during our short time together – less than three months.

Before Dae, I believed love at first sight equates to lust. And when characters in movies profess their love unanticipatedly, I cynically declare they won't last.

Look where I am now.

Can people really fall in love in a few days? A relationship takes more than just feelings to work.

Passion is what led us to the present and now, something more binds us together. We can no longer deny our fate.

Last night, after all the embarrassing positions he worked me in, I can still feel him inside me. I'm sore but I love this feeling. It tells me everything hadn't been a dream. Lifting a finger, I trace the bridge of his nose to the tip, and then shape his sultry lips, feeling a naughty urge to cross another adventure off my list — morning sex.

Biting my lip, I wriggle out of Dae's grasp, pushing the sheets off our bodies. Taking advantage of the sunlight, I appreciate his muscular body, the grooves of his pecs, the strong lines of his thigh muscles. My eyes land on his flaccid cock, amazed how big it looks even when it's not erect.

Pushing my hair aside, I dip down and experimentally kiss his tip, licking the salt off his skin. His cock twitches. Grinning confidently, I suck the entire length into my mouth, feeling it harden with every brush of my tongue.

"Mmm…" Dae moans, finally rousing. "This is a nice way to wake up, hellcat." He gives a shallow thrust, mimicking a stretch. I grip the base of his length, wetting it more with my saliva. Greedy for more, I inhale deeply. On his next thrust, I swallow him even deeper, opening my unused throat to him.

"Just like that," He praises. "Nice and slow."

But I don't want it nice and slow. After a few more strokes, I lift hips to straddle him. "Last night you did all the work. Now, let me." I sink down, taking him inch by inch.

"Aera," His voice is strangled, his fingers squeezing my fleshy thighs. "Condom."

"It's a safe time." I tell him. My period finished a week ago. "Just once. Can you pull out?"

"You know you can get pregnant even if I don't come inside you." He states, his body taut with the wild urge to move.

I look into his eyes, hands on his chest. "Would it be bad to have another kid that looks like you?"

"You don't know what you're saying." He growls, abs tightening as he sits up. "If you get knocked up, you're going to be tied to me forever."

Gazing at him through heavy lidded eyes, I rub my nose against his. "And what if I want to be tied to you forever?"

Dae's jaws are clenched. Hard. His gaze delves into mine, and then he swears violently. "I can't say no to you." Securing his arm around my waist, he pulls out and slams deeply into me. I gasp at his roughness. "I'll pull out." He promises fiercely.

I bend over him, arms wrapped around his neck as we fuck, my cries filling the room. Dae leans back against the headboard. "Ride me."

My enthusiasm makes up for my inexperience but Dae doesn't mind. The way he's watching the place where we're joined, bare and sticky with our cum, I know he's enjoying every slip and slide. His hands reach up to squeeze my breasts, holding on while I bounce on top of him. "You feel really good, hellcat. I want to cum in you so bad."

My hands cover his, panting hard. "Me too."

Dae looks like he's in pain the faster I go, but my muscles soon tire out and he takes over, surging into me from the bottom. "Ahhh!" I cry, breasts crushed against his chest, my body shaking with my oncoming climax. "I'm going to come, Dae!"

"Hold on!" He grates roughly. "Gonna…come…too!"

I don't hold back my scream when my orgasm crashes into me, my pussy pulsating around Dae's thick cock. He hollers and pulls out of me. I feel the hot spurts of his come splashing my belly. My sobbing pussy feels empty without him.

"Fuck!" He swears, catching his breath.

I grin down at him. "That feels so hot."

He releases a shaky laugh. "I swear, hellcat. I think I unleashed a sex monster."

"Only with you." I promise, leaning in to kiss him. "I love you, Dae."

His body stiffens at my declaration and he draws back, looking serious. "Say it again."

Cupping his cheeks, I tell him with my heart and soul. "I love you, Yun Kang-Dae."

Lowering his head, I can't see his expression but then his shoulders start shaking violently and I realize he's laughing. That's not what a woman wants to hear after her confession. I frown. "Dae?"

"You don't know how long I've been waiting to hear you say that." His cheeks are uncharacteristically red. So are his ears. He plants a fierce kiss on me, hugging me tight. "I love you too, Yang Aera."

With those three magical words, he erases all my doubts. For now, at least.

After breakfast, we check out of the hotel. It's chilly today, the sky overcast with cloudy winds and rays of sunshine, mirroring our good mood. Dae stops the SUV at a nearby coastal walk, inviting me to stretch my legs. I wonder what he's up to.

Hand in hand, we head to the boardwalk stretching out into the open seas. It's a beautiful sight. The scent of the ocean is strong, the refreshing saltiness tickling my nose. The waves are slightly choppy, turbulent winds sifting through my hair and flapping my coat.

"Why are we out here?" I raise my voice over the crashing waves.

"There's one thing I need to do before we return to Seoul." He admits, a little edgy. "I want to clear up the issues between us. If you have questions about my family, my marriage, or my past, now is a good time to ask."

My mouth flattens considerably.

This is a heavy conversation. We both had a lot of things on our mind. I don't even know where to start. Shifting my gaze to the rough seas, I ponder deeply. "Recently, you've had a conversation with my mother. I want to hear it from your own lips, and I want you to tell me about your marriage with Joo Mun Hee. All of the events leading up to your position as the President of Yun International Group, I want to know." I don't bother seeing his reaction. If I'm going to spend the rest of my life with him, I deserve to know. I don't want anymore hidden surprises to ruin our relationship.

"I joined the corporation after returning from the States and was appointed manager on the first day. Needless to say, many people weren't happy about it. Apparently, the previous manager was sacked to open up the position for me." His tone is unusually heavy. "I lacked the experience to shoulder the heavy responsibility, but I was confident. Soon, I learnt that in the business world, your skills can only get you so far. I needed help. Kang-Chul forfeited his rights to become the President, leaving me, Kang-Min and my cousins contending for the spot. Everyone was breathing down my neck, no one could be trusted, and the election was closing in. I was beyond stressed."

The way he's explaining, is like he's recounting a stranger's story.

A heavy sigh emits from him. "I've done plenty of things I'm not proud to get my scheming cousins off my back. It was war. Underhanded tricks, blackmail, threats…I've done it all. There was a man who committed suicide because of us. That incident only made me more determined to become the President. I couldn't let those bastards ruin any more lives."

"Is that why you agreed to marry?" I take a simple guess.

"Yes. Marriage was my duty, or so I believed at the time. I didn't hesitate when Director Joo offered his daughter's hand in marriage. Our families are close, and Director Joo has strong allies. With a powerful man backing me, I won in a landslide. But the wily bastard knew my reason for marriage. He put a clause in our contract, demanding a grandchild be born or he withdraws his support. Backed into another corner, I had no way out."

The last thing I want to hear about his marriage consummation with his dead wife. "And then what happened?"