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Jyeon stills, narrowing his gaze on me, and it turns into a deep frown as he struggles to formulate a reply. I can see the flicker of a million racing thoughts in his eyes as he stares through me, and I know he’s having the same conflict of emotions I am. He is trying to understand that what he’s hearing is true and having an immediate painful reaction. His body tensing up and his jaw tightening as deep inner anger begin to show on the surface.
“You’re sure? He said that? He admitted it?” His voice comes out in a husky and raw tone, inhaling with a shuddering breath, yet I can feel the pressure building up around him like a steaming pot that needs to vent. Much like it was to me, it’s a blow to him.
“He admitted it…. He didn’t mean to hurt anyone, he just wanted to piss you off, and he was drunk and stupid. He thought you would discover your wrecked car and blow off at him. I know in my heart that he wouldn’t
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“You took her from me…. You watched me suffer… all the while knowing that you did this. You said nothing. You watched me break and believe I pushed her to do that…and yet, it was never her choice.” Jyeon’s lost in his misery and thoughts, and Yoonha starts clawing at his arms to fight back. He cannot breathe while he has his forearm pressing against his throat and windpipe. His eyes bulging and face reddening several shades darker as he gasps out. Jyeon is mad enough to keep pushing if I don’t intervene.“Stop it…. stop it. You’re suffocating him. Jyeon, stop!!” I manage to slide to their side and start prying them apart with newfound strength and effort. Getting an arm between them so I can place a palm on Jyeon’s chest and start shoving with all my might. I haul at his elbow with my free hand and mentally beg him to respond to me. It releases his hold a little as Yoonah inhales erratically and hits
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I pad out of Jyeon’s bathroom and into his bedroom, where he’s stretched out on the massive bed with one arm over his face after showering. I, too, have showered and dried my hair. I’m dressed in the spare clothes I brought with me, feeling a little less emotionally overwrought after taking some time to concentrate on a nothing task. My recovery capabilities these past two years have become almost superhuman.It's not even noon yet, but the shades in his penthouse apartment are closed to block the world out, and we agreed we both needed some downtime to process the craziness of the past couple of days. To stay here for the day, sleep, eat, talk. Greta agreed we should do this after I told her everything on the phone when I got out of the shower and cried a lot. It was surreal and painful to finally put a pin in the one thing that has plagued me all this time.She is as blown away as I am that my accident indeed was an accident, and Yoonah never
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“Are you serious right now? I thought I was the one who talked about running away, and you told me to give you more time. Even Greta says running is dumb.”“Yeah, but I’d be coming with you, so that’s allowed. See what life you built there and have my first real vacation in years. I think given you did it for a couple of years, I should be allowed a month or two.”“What about OLO? Your work… Mother? Apologising to Yoonah?” I press him, not sure if he is being serious but starting to think through the possibility of going home and seeing everyone while not losing him in the process. A month or two with Jyeon on the island.. like this. Exploring, showing him my life, while no Mother, no Yoonha, no overhanging OLO, or make-believe amnesia anymore. It sounds like bliss.“I’ll deal with them, I swear, but I’m the president… I have staff and an assistant who are capable. How do you think I
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We kiss for only a few seconds, moving into heavy making out. My lips part further to accommodate him as he slides his tongue in to caress mine. Devouring me with restraint until I make an involuntary groan under my breath with how responsive my body is being. My hands slide up around his jaw to keep him close. I'm practically dragging him to me because I want him so badly I can barely contain it.It’s a combination of the low lighting, the being completely alone, everything we have shared and let out this past twenty-four heightening emotions. I feel like we have talked so much more than we ever did and cleared the air, built a deeper connection. Now we’re lying nose to nose on a bed and making out while barefoot, and I am very susceptible to how hard his abs are. How muscular and much bigger than me he is, as his hands roam over my ass and tugs me into what he has going on in his pants. He smells divine and feels even better.All reminders of Jyeon the lo
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He remembers everything about my body and how we used to find an orgasm together. His other arm stretches up to cup my breast and pushes the loose lace aside so he can feel out my nipple to manipulate, pinch and rub it. I always responded well to having that done to me. It has me writhing under his touch, humming, and panting because I can’t control how good this is, yet I am yearning for more. His tongue is out of this world good, but I know what’s in his pants is better. I want to feel sated and filled up. I want his body on top of me to cling to. To calm my thrashing around and have his mouth back on mine.“Jyeon……” I moan, grabbing his arm with one hand and pulling it in hopes he follows. Distracting him from what he’s set on doing. “I’m ready.”“You don’t want to cum like this?” He asks hoarsely, stopping to question it while the rushing tingles and all-over body goosebumps start to di
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Jyeon makes love to me, eyes locked on mine, with occasional kisses as we move in unison and breathe it out together. I am panting, moaning, heating up where skin touches skin, and closing my eyes to savor the sensations. So in love with him and unable to control the soaring sense of utter adoration this is causing me to have at being this way with him. If I thought I was done for before, now I am completely hooked and have no chance of recovery.You can’t get any more intimate with someone than having him make love to you while staring deep into your soul. Removing all last traces and doubts about his feelings for me and healing parts I never thought were capable of being healed. Connected in all ways and finding the place I belong in his arms after years of feeling like half a person. My body is building towards a monumental climax as he lets go of one of my hands and slides his fingers between us to play with my clit.Jyeon hits home harder, putting more into
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“I’m going to….” I breathe the words out, being bounced with every slam, yet it grows and builds inside of me like an epic explosion. Dampness soaking me between the thighs and up to his groin, I know I am about to meet the stars. I cannot perform simple tasks like talking anymore, so wrapped up inside my sensations. Memories of epic orgasms prompting me to mentally ask myself why I avoided sex and even self-pleasure all these years. I was missing this.Jyeon takes that as a signal to annihilate me completely. I was wrong if I thought he was being pretty hard on my body and screwing me blind. His grip on my hair tightens, so my chin points to the ceiling. His hand on my ass digs into my skin and causes such acute pain-pleasure that I moan loudly, and he ups the speed to inhumane levels, so I’m being destroyed by skill. I cannot take it at all. Pounded so hard, the damp runs down my inner thigh, and I scream with every connection, feeling like he
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“I’m too tired.” I moan at Jyeon as he drags me along by the hand, fingers interlaced, yet he doesn’t care about my whining and protests. Dragging me into the OLO building at seven at night after we slept half the day. Despite being curled up in his arms in slumberland, I am not yet recovered because he hasn’t fed me due to the lack of food in his rarely used apartment. He admitted he eats out or with Bryant at work most days, and now I am starting to see his boat is more of a home.“Baby, it’s only for a few minutes, then we can go take Greta some food and eat with her. I need to sign some papers before my secretary leaves. She said they need to be done tonight. We can pick up Bryant and have ourselves a cozy double date.”He refused to leave me in the car in the parking garage, swearing he should be glued to my hip for the foreseeable future because he misses me when he’s not. I eyeroll at the side of his head, du
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