Inspired by the pleasurable effects all this molestation was having on her “dream Tae Hyun” and herself, Yoori gradually moved her fingers over to his abs—the tight abs that she loved so much. Flattening her hand onto the hard planes, she gradually moved up from the lower packs to the upper packs, reveling in the feel of him breathing in pleasure. Once her hand reached the upper packs, Yoori allowed her hand to venture lower again. Lower and lower and low—
It wasn’t until she felt a hand grab her wrist, and stop her fingers just beneath the skin at his lower abs, did she realize that this dream may be a bit too realistic for her…
“Stop you little tease. You drive me crazy enough.”
This was all that Yoori needed to hear to realize that none of this was a dream.
Snapping her eyes opened, her frenetic heart skipping more than a couple of beats, she was horrified to find that she was actually sleeping with Tae Hyun and that she was truly harassing him in reality.
“Oh shit,” Yoori cried out. She was set to propel out of bed like a rocket – that was until Tae Hyun held onto her wrist, grabbed her by the waist and pinned her to the bed.
He rose above her. His gorgeous face peered down on her while the sun hovered into their bedroom, kissing the exposed area of Tae Hyun’s shoulder. He propped himself above her, his elbows on either side of her. Amused with her behavior, he grinned lazily at her.
“How…how did I get in this bed?” she asked earnestly. Her heart was thumping so hysterically that she was sure it would pop right out if she didn’t get answers soon.
She paused.
She didn’t break in to rape him, did she?
Yoori moved her hands underneath the little purple blanket that was still covering her. She touched her stomach and legs. She still had her clothes so raping him wasn’t a possibility. Whew!
“I carried you in,” he replied easily, virtue radiating in his voice. Even when his eyes were teasing, he could still exhibit such innocence with his answer. He made it sound like he rescued her from an orphanage somewhere in the storm.
Still flustered, she asked the obvious question. “How...how did you get out of the cuffs?”
“Magic,” he answered simply, his eyes rising up to stare up at the cuffs in question.
Yoori wanted to yell at him for his stupidity in always giving her that answer, but she made the executive decision to refrain from yelling at him or bringing up the cuffs. It was more than likely that she would end up staring at the cuffs too. And someone help her, she didn’t need to be subjected to that temptation. She could already feel her body warm up at the mere thought of seeing it. She couldn’t believe she actually used a pair of cuffs to restrain this sex demon in bed.
Dazed with lethargy and confusion, her gaze involuntarily shifted onto the small office desk in the further corner of their bedroom. Her eyes rounded when she saw that Tae Hyun’s teasing white towel was hanging off the chair. She then noted that she could feel his body heat. Because the purple blanket was still covering her, she couldn’t feel much of him on her. All that she knew was that he was shirtless and the big comforter veiling over him hid any further knowledge to whether or not he was fully naked.
A gush of panic heaved through her all the same, acting as a catalyst for the stilling of her already frantic heart. Her eyes returned to Tae Hyun. His enrapturing brown eyes stared coolly down at her. He knew that she noted he was no longer wearing that sinful towel.
“Please tell me you’re not naked under the comforter right now.”
There was hope in her voice. She was worried that if he were really naked, then it would just lead her down another path of sexual temptation. Truthfully, she didn’t want to deal with it in the early morning. It didn’t help that she didn’t have the excuse of “being drunk” to use as her crutch. She could kill herself. Would a drunk recall everything that occurred the night before? Apparently she wasn’t a piss drunk. She was still a rational drunk. This realization scared the hell out of her because she realized that she jumped on Tae Hyun because of her desires, not because the alcohol clouded her better judgment. What a damning thing to realize in the early morning when the sex God himself was teasing her again.
“What if I am?” he drawled lazily.
Yoori gasped. “Are you?”
He shrugged idly. “I just showered. That towel was irritating me. This little minx that I was trying to seduce last night was supposed to rip it off so I could play with her. The girl instead tricked me, chained me to a bed, and left me to die here as she went to sleep on a couch.”
He shook his head. His eyes turned bitter at the reminder. No longer keen on beating around the bushes, Tae Hyun carried on with the confrontation Yoori was sure he had been dying to have with her.
“I can’t believe you did that,” he confronted heatedly. “I mean…I seduced you last night. I’ve never had to seduce any girl in my entire life and I actually seduced you. I even called you ‘baby’ countless times.” He cringed at the word. “Do you know how much that word makes me feel nauseous? I never call anyone ‘baby.’ I feel like I’m whipped every time I say it, but I say it because I know that you get turned on by it. And what do you do? You made me think you were going to have sex with me, you cuffed me to a bed, you ran out on me begging you not to go, you locked the door, and you slept on a couch instead.”
He frowned, his eyes becoming more offended than bitter now.
“You slept on a couch instead of sleeping in the same bed with me,” he reiterated to Yoori as though she had committed some sort of blasphemy and missed Sunday church. “It’s official, Choi. You really suck at life.”
“Don’t call me Choi like that, Kwon,” Yoori retaliated by shoving his shoulder. The aftermath of a crazy night aside, Yoori wasn’t about to just lie down like a weakling and have him pick on her. “If you don’t like calling me ‘baby’, then you shouldn’t have started it last night. I can’t help that I react to it because I know that your sorry ass hardly say anything sweet to me unless you’re trying to bed me. And…” she added, bitterly raising an index finger. “And you got me calling you ‘baby’ last night too. Ugh, I can’t believe you, you perv! How could you do this to an innocent, susceptible drunk girl?”
Granted she wasn’t really drunk, she wasn’t about to let Tae Hyun in on that secret.
“Oh give me a break, you weren’t drunk,” he called out like he had just read her mind. “Your sentences and thoughts were coherent. You only felt drunk because your control was wavering. I can’t seduce someone who doesn’t want to be seduced – drunk or not. You enjoyed every bit of it. Even when I offered you the opportunity to make the first move, I knew you were going to take it. So stop denying that.”
Heat jumped onto her cheeks. “Well, of course I wanted to be seduced,” she defended meekly. “What girl wouldn’t want to be seduced like that?” She remembered his earlier insult and felt the extreme need to add, “Oh and for your information, I wasn’t the one who got tricked and was cuffed to the bed all night. I may suck at life…but you fail at life.”
Tae Hyun’s jaw clenched. Though he seemed extremely angry, it was apparent he was more upset with himself than with her.
“You’re right. That was an epic failure on my part last night. I should’ve known you weren’t that kinky. I was too wasted on being hopeful than being realistic. I won’t make the same mistake again though.”
His voice was marked with male arrogance. It was a tone that scared her because it only meant that Tae Hyun would more than prevail over her now that he knew how cunning she could be.
“Yes, of course you wouldn’t make the same mistake again,” she retorted with the hopes of moving the battle to her favor. “You almost ruined our friendship. Luckily we didn’t do anything. Things can still be saved, Tae Hyun. We can still keep things as they were. We can still keep our friendship safe and healthy.”
He laughed incredulously. “Are you kidding? You chained me to a bed in fear of ‘raping me.’ In th
e shorter scheme of things, we didn’t do the deed, but at least I know now where your head is at. And to be perfectly honest, I don’t give a damn about keeping our ‘friendship’ safe and healthy. Our friendship can burn in friendship hell for all I care.”
Yoori wanted to gasp at Tae Hyun’s display of hatred for the term she used to describe them. She resisted the urge. She was too angry to even want to loiter on the topic for any significant amount of time.
“You’re such a delusional fool.” A small part of her wondered if she meant that insult to be directed at both him and her. “Anyway, answer my question now. Are you actually naked under the comforter?”
“Of course I am,” he answered after studying her for a bit.
She gasped.
Not giving her a chance to delve in the glory of his naked body hovering over her, he continued on, his eyes filled with resolution and determination. “Anyway, we should talk about what happened last night.”
“Aren’t we talking about it right now?” she asked, still not over the fact that her “friend” was naked above her.
“We’re talking about the seduction part – not about the part that really matters.”
Yoori stiffened. She’d rather talk about the seduction part than venture into the part where Tae Hyun told her that he wanted more with her (and where she confessed that she wanted more with him as well). The part that “mattered” was harder for her to have a discussion about.
Tae Hyun persevered, ignoring her reticence with this topic. “I told you that I’m done beating around the bush and I’m not joking about that. I meant everything I said last night. I want you and I want something more with you.”
“I don’t want to talk about this,” Yoori muttered stubbornly. She knew how immature she sounded but it couldn’t be helped. She really didn’t want to talk about it.
Amusement gleamed in his determined eyes. “Should I bring out the charms again to seduce you into having this conversation?”
“Oh, please don’t,” she pleaded a bit too urgently. She knew that she sucked at life when it came to trying to resist his charms. She was only able to skirt away from him last night because she chained him to the bed. She doubted Tae Hyun would allot her the same opportunity this time around.
“Why are you so afraid of all this?” Though his voice was soft, it was powerful enough to lift the walls she had begun to place up.
“Because we’re friends,” Yoori combated feebly. It was such a stupid statement because after what occurred last night, how could she even label them as friends? But she had to try. God help her if she didn’t fight this. She was already melting under him and that was a stupid move for her. It was one thing to lust after him; it was another to even dare to consider having something more with him.
Yoori may be stubborn, but she knew Tae Hyun was just as stubborn as her.
A charismatic grin waltzed across his sexy lips. He caressed her hair and bestowed her with a kiss on the forehead. Yoori held in the need to whimper when he did this.
Oh crap, he was starting.
Seduction, Round 2: On.
“You cuff your ‘friends’ to the bedpost in fear of losing control and sleeping with them?” he crooned temptingly.
Yoori braced herself.
“I was drunk last night,” she defended, her cheeks flushing more fiercely.
“I don’t want to be your friend,” he replied with a sigh.
His gaze ran over the glow of her skin in the early morning. With the boredom of not being able to touch her sparked within him, Tae Hyun brought up a hand, rested his fingers on her cheek and begun to trace it slowly. He was aware that even mere touches from him drove Yoori insane.
Yoori resisted the urge to blink and breathe in pleasure. Though his eyes were still dazed with interest, Yoori knew better. Tae Hyun made it appear as if he didn’t know that his casual touch was driving her insane, but Yoori knew that Tae Hyun, being the talented tease that he was, knew exactly what he had to do to get her to give into temptation. It appeared that his tactic was working. She was already beginning to melt under his teasing caress.
Garnering all the control she had, she went on to say, “But you’ll be my best friend. Remember? BFF? That’s more special.”
“Chae Young has that title. I don’t like to share,” he dismissed, distractedly tracing his fingers down to the collar of her bone. Yoori felt her stomach perform cartwheels. She eyed his striking face and then ran her gaze over the teeth mark that was left on his shoulder, left by her the night before.
“But you’ll be the boy best friend,” she went on desperately, knowing fairly well that her “control” was being pushed over the edge again. “That’s special too.”
“Hmmm…” he hummed pleasingly, suddenly extracting his fingers away from her skin.
Yoori’s body was ready to weep at the absence of his touch until she realized that Tae Hyun’s only intention was to give up on the foreplay of merely teasing her skin with his fingers. Slowly, he dipped down, his warm lips finding the side of her chin. Feathering delicate kisses on her, his lips trailed up her jaw and then found the delicateness of her right ear.
Parting his lips over the earlobe, he began to nibble on it before whispering, “That’s tempting but I’ll pass…”
“Tae Hyun!” Yoori whimpered once his tongue teased her sensitive earlobe.
Her breathing was now utterly shallow. Yoori knew that the best thing to do was to push him off for putting her through this sinful enticement once more. She should push him off. It was that easy. It was that easy yet she didn’t have the strength to do it. She didn’t have the desire to push him away. It couldn’t hurt if she just allowed that amazing mouth of his to nibble on her ears a bit more…it wasn’t like he hadn’t done it before…
“Can’t I just be your boyfriend?” he negotiated with an innocent murmur. He nibbled again, making Yoori squirm from the pleasure. He hastened to add, “I promise I’ll be the best boyfriend.”
Bastard. Bastard. Bastard.
He was trying to seduce her into being his girlfriend and it was working! Bastard! Why did he have to be so skillful? Yoori squirmed uncontrollably, finally letting out a little whimper.
Maybe it couldn’t hurt to just ask, right? She already knew he was talented in the seductive and physical stuff…
“Will I like being your girlfriend?” Yoori asked stupidly and mindlessly. Her defenses were completely obliterated as she felt his hot breath grin in victory at her question. She was screwed and she knew it.
He gave her a kiss on her cheek and then rose back up on his elbows. He shook his head at her question and then readjusted his naked body under the comforter. He gazed down at her sensually, his cologne filling her nostrils more so than it did before.
“No, you’ll hate it,” he said, the smile having yet to leave his countenance.
A storm of perplexity came into her lustful eyes.
Noting the bewilderment in her gaze, his smile widened. He dipped down again, his lips finding her bare shoulder. “You’ll hate it because I’ll spoil you rotten.” His warm breath and tongue teased the burning skin on her shoulder.
Yoori held back the urge to blink in delight. Surely she must exhibit some control, right?
He went on, his voice shrouded with unbridled sensuality. “You’ll hate it because I’ll always be on your mind – even more so than now.” His lips moved toward her neck. Yoori instinctively arched herself to give Tae Hyun better access to her neck. “You’ll hate it because you’ll get used to my warmth, my embrace, my kisses…”
Yoori gasped for breath once she felt him suckling and giving love bites on the sensitive skin of her neck. He knew after last night that it was her weakness. It should be a cardinal sin that this guy was so damn sexy and so damn good at making her burn with desire.
After spending a couple of seconds on the spot during which Yoori was breathing in approval, Tae Hyun showered her with kisses all around her neck, her collarbones and then mov
ed up to her chin and finally rested his lips just above hers. His lips weren’t touching hers but his hot breath continued to act as a sexual stimulant that made her want to pounce on him.
“You’ll love my presence and loathe my absence,” he went on mercilessly, his captivating eyes clearly seeing the control dissipate out of Yoori. “It’ll get so bad that you’ll wonder how you ever came this far without me...”
Needless to say, Yoori was more than losing her senses. It wasn’t until Tae Hyun broke eye contact to stare up at something did Yoori fall out of her staring state. Overcome with the spell he placed her in, she involuntarily followed his gaze.
“I’ll be your drug, your addictive drug,” he continued alluringly when she caught sight of the handcuff dangling off the bed post, a souvenir of what took place on their bed the night before. Her body grew warm at the remembrance. His lips were still hovering over her lips, teasing her and seducing her further.
And then it happened.
Snaking his powerful arms behind her back, he smiled when he raised her up to face him. There was a wicked gleam in his eyes that mirrored the look of last night. He was ready again – ready to strip her of her final control. “You’ll be at my mercy, baby…just like I’m at yours.”
That was it for Yoori.
Her arms instinctively encircled around his neck and all was lost when his teasing lips finally claimed her yearning ones.
“Tae Hyun…” Yoori whispered breathlessly.
Their lips parted and his kiss consumed her. She was completely and utterly lost in a world of ecstasy.
“I’m all yours,” he reminded her, pulling her closer to his chest. Their lips crushed upon one another with more passion and care. Yoori was going crazy. She was absolutely going crazy with the longing blazing inside her.
“Are you all mine?” he prompted in breathless anticipation.
Panting with fervor, her lips continued to seek out Tae Hyun’s. As the passion swallowed her whole, Yoori finally gave Tae Hyun her unbridled answer.
“I – I’m really afraid, Tae Hyun,” she whispered in between their kiss, meaning it with all her heart. Her fear wrapped over her, pulling her out of the blissful trance Tae Hyun worked so hard to place her in. She hated herself. She hated the unknown fears that just pushed her away from Tae Hyun. “I’m so afraid...”
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