Serendipity

Chapter 8 - Part 2

Once we have both caught our breath, he slides from me, rolling onto his side to look at me.

"That just made it into one of the top three spots on my 'The Best Ways to Be Woken Up' list!"

"Oh, and what are the other two ways on your list?"

"Waking up in your arms, and being kissed senseless by you," I say, touching my fingertips to his bottom lip, which his tongue glides across at the mention of kissing.

"I think I like that top three list..."

"I know I do," I give him a cheeky grin and a quick peck on the lips before I give a low groan and stretch out my body, feeling things popping as I do. Glancing over at him, I see his gaze devouring my body, "What time is it anyway?"

He glances quickly down at his watch before his gaze is back on my body. "Almost nine o'clock."

"Hmmm, that means I can start making those calls soon." I roll towards him quickly, pressing my body up against his as I kiss him roughly before rolling away off the bed. I stride quickly to the bathroom to clean up. Bringing a warm cloth out to him, I see him lying there with one arm thrown over his eyes while the other hand is gripping his sh*ft, pumping slowly up and down. Dropping the cloth on the table next to the bed, I crawl over to him and place my mouth over the h*ad of his c*ck, moving up and down with him, drawing him deep in. I can taste both of us on him, such an intoxicating flavor.

It doesn't take long, and I feel his other hand gathering the hair at the nape of my neck then using it to guide my head and rhythm. Soon, he's throbbing against my tongue which I'm rubbing along the broad h*ad and sh*ft. With each thrust, he's getting a little deeper and as he starts to twitch, he tries to guide my mouth off but I latch on even more, wanting to taste him. He can't control it, spurting deep down my throat as I swallow, sucking him dry, using my tongue to clean every drop from his spent member.

"Baby..." he rasps. "That was..."

"Yummy..." I finish for him, chuckling at his raised eyebrows, surprise evident on his face at my answer. "You taste...so delectable."

"You have a wicked mouth," he says as he covers it with his, our tongues dancing together.

"Only with you," I say when we break apart. "Now, I need to get ready to make those calls to New York..."

He hands me the thong and t-shirt to pull on, then slides a pair of shorts and t-shirt on himself.

As he sits on the bed, I make my way over to lean next to the window, looking out into the darkness beyond the lights of my birth city while waiting for the connection on the other end. After a lengthy discussion, the process ends up being smooth and painless as a majority of the work had already been completed before I made my decision.

Hanging up, I toss my phone on a chair behind me and turn back to the window. Jimin comes up and slides his arms around me, hands splayed across my lower stomach while resting his chin on my shoulder.

"Is everything alright, Nae?"

I lean my head against his and sigh. "Yes, Jiminie. I'm actually surprised how easy that was. I guess it doesn't quite seem real right now. And honestly, there's still so much to do... I'm starting to feel overwhelmed."

"What can I do to help?"

"I'm not sure. I'm not even sure what I'm supposed to be doing."

"How much time do you have left before you need to have it all figured out?"

"I came to Busan for a three-week trip. Today is what...Friday? Of my second week...so just over a week left of my scheduled vacation. They gave me an extra week to fly home and get things situated there, so just over two weeks, I suppose."