CHAPTER 98: MULTIPLE POSITIONS (18+)

By now, Yuna was wet, hot, and ready for him. The soft heat pooled low inside her, a constant reminder of the desire growing between them.

It was like a slow-burning fire inside, warm and persistent, refusing to be ignored. She could feel the slickness clinging to her thighs, the sticky proof of just how much she wanted him, how much her body craved him.

The warmth spread deeper with every slow, deliberate breath she took, flooding through her veins and setting every nerve ending on edge. Her skin tingled as if tiny sparks were dancing just beneath the surface.

She shifted on the bed, her fingers brushing absentmindedly over the sheets, trying to steady the whirlwind inside her.

This was the moment, the one she’d been waiting for, and yet, her heart pounded like a drum, nervous and excited all at once.

Jae yawned suddenly, stretching his arms over his head with a lazy slowness that made her want to reach out and pull him closer instead of pushing him away. But then, with a soft thud, he collapsed back onto the bed, eyes half-lidded.

"I’m tired," he said, voice low and husky from the yawn. "I need to rest."

Yuna’s eyes flew open, startled and more than a little annoyed by his sudden retreat. "What? Now? You’re tired already?" She sat up, brow furrowed and lips pressing into a pout. "You can’t just get me all worked up and then leave me like this."

He gave a lazy shrug, the kind that said ’sorry, not sorry,’ eyes still half-shut. "I can’t help it. I’m just worn out."

Her cheeks flushed hotter, but this time it wasn’t just desire. it was a pinch of frustration mixed with disbelief. "You can’t just leave me alone when I’m ready. That’s not fair."

Jae smirked lazily, a playful spark lighting up his tired eyes. "Well," he drawled, "since I’m the one who’s tired, and you’re the one who has energy, maybe you should ride me instead."

Yuna blinked, caught off guard by the suggestion. Then, a slow smile creeping across her face. The idea took a moment to settle in, but then it grew on her like a sweet surprise.

Her laugh was quiet, soft, but full of promise. "Is that an invitation?"

"If it is," he replied, his smirk widening, "I’ll definitely hope you accept."

Yuna giggled and slipped off her gown, letting it fall around her waist like a careless curtain. Her fingers trembled just a little as she peeled off her panties, leaving herself bare to the cool air and his hungry gaze.

Her hands moved with a mixture of hesitation and hunger as she reached for his pants, tugging them down just enough to free his dick. It sprang out, hard and eager, catching the dim light as it pulsed softly.

Yuna paused for a heartbeat, her breath catching as she straddled him carefully. The warmth of his head pressed against her pussy sent a thrill shooting through her body.

When he filled her completely, a sharp hiss escaped her lips, part surprise, part delight. The feeling was electric, both new and utterly thrilling all at once.

For Jae, it was nothing short of heaven. The tight, hot warmth wrapped around him like a soft glove, wet and welcoming.

He could feel the subtle contractions of her muscles as she adjusted to his size, the way she clenched and released in gentle waves.

Yuna began to rock back and forth, slow and tentative at first. Each movement sent sparks through their bodies, a slow-burning flame of pleasure that promised to flare up any second.

As her confidence grew, so did the pace. Her hips moved in smooth, rolling strokes that made the bed creak softly beneath them.

Jae’s hands slid down to her waist, gripping firmly but tenderly. With one smooth motion, he rolled her over, reversing their positions.

Now he was on top, holding himself above her with controlled strength.

The mattress dipped under their weight. Her blonde hair fanned out like a messy halo, strands clinging damply to the flush spreading across her cheeks and neck.

Their chests brushed with every slow, deliberate thrust, skin warming and pressing together in the close space.

Her calves hooked tight around his back, anchoring him close. The grip was both urgent and possessive, a silent claim neither wanted to break

The room filled with the sound of skin sliding against skin, wet slickness mixing with soft thuds and ragged breaths.

"Ohh.. ahhh.. uhhmm... Jae" Yuna’s voice broke through in breathless gasps, shallow and ragged, trying to keep up with the waves crashing through her.

Jae’s breathing matched hers, hot and close, his breath brushing against her ear with every movement.

Their lips met in a deep, hungry kiss, tongues dancing with eager intensity. It was a silent conversation, raw and urgent, filled with shared need and unspoken promises.

The faint taste of his earlier drink lingered on his breath, mixing with the salty tang of sweat and desire.

Inside her, the rhythm remained steady and deep. Each slow press drove him further, making her shift beneath him with growing urgency.

Then he pulled back slightly, slowing their pace as he guided her onto her side. His hand slid over her thigh, warm and sure, coaxing her to roll until her back pressed against his chest.

Jae curled his arm around her waist, fingers lacing with hers in a tight, possessive grip. His other hand rested firmly on her thigh, squeezing in time with the slow thrusts rocking through them both.

Her shoulder rose and fell with each breath. A bead of sweat traced a slow path down the curve of her spine.

The air was thick with heat and the scent of mingled skin, the quiet sounds of their bodies moving together filling the room.

Yuna let her head fall back against his shoulder, eyes fluttering closed as she surrendered to the sensation.

Jae’s lips brushed against the shell of her ear, his breath warm and steady as he whispered words meant only for her.