Fan Service [Chan]

Chapter 69

"Fuck," I cried out. I couldn't control my volume, and Chan stood to collect a towel from his bag for me. "Bite down," he ordered.

I did as he told me. "Now you can be as loud as you want."

He took a look at me with the towel as I whimpered desperately for him and grunted a low , "Shit," as he palmed his growing erection.

His fingers fucked me, and his tongue danced with my clit. I moaned loudly into the towel he'd given me. His eyes would watch his fingers and then turn to my face with every desperate sound. I wanted more.

"Chan," I called, removing the towel from my mouth. He stopped and stood to check on me.

"Ella?"

"Baby, please fuck me," I begged. Chan's eyes were dark with lust, and his lips met mine in a fiery swell. He dropped his pants to the ground and stroked himself a couple of times.

"Stay quiet for me baby. Promise?"

"Yes," I vowed. I bit his shoulder as he sunk himself into me right away.

He gasped but had a much better control of his volume than I did.

"Fuck, oh shit baby. You take me so good," Chan groaned quietly as he thrust into me.

"Chan, harder baby," I begged him, and he lifted me off of the counter and pushed me against the wall. I wrapped my legs around him as he plunged into me.

"Want to fill you with my cum, Ella," Chan groaned.

"Yes baby," I squealed.

Chan growled and attacked my neck with kisses as he pushed harder. "Want to see you carry my baby."

"Shit," I cried out.

"You'll look so hot pregnant."

"Oh my god," I screamed, forgetting the promise that I'd be quiet.

"All mine. You're mine now," he grunted as he kissed me.

"Yours," I breathed.

"I'm going to cum," he warned me.

"Fill me, baby," I pleaded.

Chan nibbled my ear and murmured in a low voice, "Let's make a baby."

I whined at the words and held his shoulders as I came around him. My walls tensed and Chan groaned lowly against my neck.

"Fuck, Ella," he whimpered as he filled me. Each spurt of his seed drove me more crazy for him.

He set me back down on the counter, and I held my skirt up to keep it clean.

"Spread your legs, baby," Chan ordered. I leaned back and let him see the mess he'd made.

"Let me clean it up for you," he growled and knelt back down. His eyes met mine, and he licked my cunt where our juices were flowing together. My hands wound through his hair as I was still sensitive.

The little fucker he was, he brought his thumb to circle my clit.

"Chan," I gasped.

"You're okay, baby. Come again," he encouraged.

My back arched, and my hips ground against his face as he cleaned me.

"Fuck, keep going," I begged.

Chan stuck his fingers back in me and used his tongue to play with my clit. I nearly cried at how good it felt.

"Five more minutes until..." Lee Know announced as he opened the door. "Seriously?" he shouted. I gasped and came around Chan's fingers as he kicked the door shut.

My cunt tensed around him, and he stayed knelt down to lick up whatever spilled out of me this time before pulling his fingers out and licking them clean.

He stood back up and my face was red at having been walked in on.

"Can't believe you almost let Lee Know see you're pretty little fucked out face," Chan kissed me. I could taste both of us on his lips.

He slid my underwear back on and dressed himself before retrieving the bracelet again to place it around my wrist.

"Stay backstage so I can call you out to me, okay?"

"I know the plan," I laughed and kissed him again. He tasted so good...we tasted so good.

"Enjoy the show," he winked and headed off to join the others. When the door opened, I could see Lee Know heading to the stage and shaking his head at me.

I shrugged with a smug smile. I wasn't going to apologize for enjoying my fiancé. Besides, Chan looked extra good tonight. His cropped vest showed just enough of his abs, and I knew the crowd would be wildly excited about it. Not to mention he was glowing from how happy he was to be engaged.

They headed to the stage for Megaverse, and I put my bracelet back on before heading out to watch the show from the backstage monitors. Chan was definitely feeling himself during the performance. He looked backstage every so often and flashed his dimples at me.

I felt like the luckiest person alive.