Her hand stays on my cock as I drive toward my apartment on my bike. I had moved out of my parents' place about a month ago.
I park my bike and practically pull her into the building. By the time I shove my key into the lock, her mouth is on my neck, her fingers already tugging at my jacket.
Inside, the door barely clicks shut before I've got her pressed against it. My hands slide to her waist, her shirt riding up under my palms. She tastes like whatever sugary drink she'd been holding earlier. Had I even asked her name?
"God," she whispers against my lips, tugging me closer. "You're even better up close."
I should stop. I should put space between us, think about why I agreed to this in the first place. But I don't. Because when her nails scrape lightly at the back of my neck, all I can picture is Kyungmi's smug face on that couch and suddenly, I need this. People do this all the time.
Her thighs tighten around me as I lift her tiny frame and she gasps when her back hits the wall hard enough to knock a frame down beside us. Her dark curls fall farther into her face as I do.
"What's your name?"
She smirks, brushing her lips across mine in a teasing manner.
"Does it matter?"
For a second, I think about pushing it, but then her hips roll against mine, and my thoughts scatter.
My lips go to her neck, kissing and biting as much as I can. That soon becomes not enough and I need to see more of her.
I move away from the wall, walking into the kitchen and sitting her on the island. This won't work to actually fuck her, because she is taller than me like this, but it works to get her clothes off.
I pull the shirt off, her tits falling freely as I do. If she isn't wearing a bra, is she wearing panties? My cock twitches in my pants at the thought and I have to take a deep breath. We are going to make sure she enjoys this first, no matter how much he wants to be inside her.
Her nipples harden under my touch the second my hands cover her tits, and she lets out a moan. She leans back on her hands, arching toward me like she's wanting me to take more.
"Fuck," I mutter against her skin, dragging my tongue across one peak before sucking it into my mouth. Her head tips back, lips parting, a soft moan tumbling out that makes me groan into her chest.
Her fingers bury in my hair, tugging hard enough to sting.
"Don't stop."
As if I could. My hands grip her thighs, sliding higher, and I swear my pulse is in my ears when I feel smooth bare skin, no panties. She is wet, hot, and already slick for me.
"Jesus," I hiss, pulling back to look at her, my fingers teasing at her entrance. "You came out like this?"
She only smirks, breathless, eyes dark.
"I had a plan for tonight."
"A plan?"
"Yes. To fuck Jungwon Yang."
My control snaps. Two fingers slide into her, and she cries out, her body tightening around me instantly. I curl them just right, and she bucks against my hand, nails scraping over my shoulders.
Her thighs squeeze around my arm, trying to keep me there, and I can't stop watching her face as I fuck her with my fingers, slow at first, then faster when her whimpers turn desperate. She's close already, hips rolling helplessly on the cool surface of the counter.
"You're so fucking wet." I say, dragging my thumb over her clit, circling, pressing, until her gasp turns into a broken moan. "You gonna come for me already?"
Her eyes snap open to mine, glassy and wild.
"Don't... don't stop."
I don't stop. Instead I lower myself, my fingers still fucking her, as I take her clit into my mouth, sucking and licking.
I didn't expect her to taste this pleasant. Before when I have eaten a girl out I have not enjoyed it. But this is different. I could stay here all night.
"Fuck!" She screams and I feel her tighten around my fingers, her legs around my trembling. As I look up at her body as she comes, she is arching her back again, her hands wide on the counter and I don't remember ever seeing something this sexy before.
I lick every drop up and clean my fingers, wishing I could taste more. But she is probably sensitive and I don't want to pressure her.
"You all right?" I ask, standing up straight and looking down at her.
"Yeah." She smiles at me as she sits back up. "You are really good at that."
"Come on. I will take you home." I pat her leg.
"We aren't done." She hops down from the counter, leading me over to my couch. She plays with my pants until she has them unfastened and pulls them down completely. "Wow." She smiles as my cock springs free. "Impressive."
She pushes me down into a sitting position on the couch and I just watch her. It's kind of hard to do anything else.
She moves on top of me, a leg on either side. She sinks down inch by inch until I'm buried so deep I can't breathe. My nails dig into her hips without meaning to, and my head falls back against the couch.
"Fuck," I groan, chest heaving. "You feel... unreal."
Her hands slide over my shoulders as she starts to move, slow at first, circling her hips like she's savoring the way I stretch her. The sight of her like this, hair falling forward, lips parted, tits bouncing with every roll, burns into my brain. I have no doubt she will be in my dreams for months to come.
"God, you look amazing." I mutter, eyes glued to where we're joined as I watch myself disappear into her.
She grins, riding me harder and faster, taking complete control. I grip her waist to guide her, but she swats my hands away with a breathless laugh.
"Let me," she pants, grinding down until I hit that spot inside her that makes her cry out. "I want to use you."
Her words nearly make me lose it. My hands fist into the couch instead as she bounces on my lap, her moans mixing with my groans, the sound of her wetness echoing between us.
"You're gonna make me..." I grit out, teeth clenched, watching the way her body moves on mine.
She leans forward, lips brushing my ear, her voice breaking on a moan.
"Then come with me."
The way she clenches around me as she rides harder is all it takes. I thrust up into her, meeting her pace, and the world shatters.
She slumps over on me as she comes down from her high and I hold her, rubbing her back and kiss the side of her head.
"That was fun." She finally says as she stands up.
I watch as my come begins to roll down her inner thigh. Fuck!
"I didn't think about a condom. I am so sorry." I run a hand through my hair.
"I will get the morning after pill, don't worry about it." She shrugs as she begins to pull her hair up as if she doesn't have come running down her leg.
I go into the kitchen, wetting a cloth, coming back over to her. She watches me with a curious expression as I begin to clean her.
"There are STDs..."
"Do you have any STDs, Jungwon?" She sounds like it's a joke. What is wrong with this girl?
"No. Do you?"
"No." She shakes her head, still smirking. "Though that's something you ask before you fuck someone. Because if I did, it's too late now, isn't it."
"True."
"I should get going. I will call an uber." And in an instant she is dressed. "Thanks for this."
"Did you just thank me for sex?"
"I did." She begins toward the door.
"Let me take you home." I try, pulling on my own shirt.
"It's best if you don't."
And with that, she is gone. My first one night stand and by far the best lay ever, just gone.