"Good." His mouth closed around her again. "You taste really good."
She tightened around him hard at that.
"Soorin." Her name came out of him broken and immediate. "Hah. If you keep doing that I'm going to."
"Not yet," she said.
"Soorin."
"Not yet, Haejin."
"I am trying very hard right now."
"I know," she said. "I know you are. Not yet."
He groaned against her breast, frustrated and wanting and right there, and she pressed down hard and rolled her hips in a tight circle and felt him twitch inside her.
"Ah! Mm. Soorin. Hah." He pulled back from her chest just enough to breathe, forehead dropping to her collarbone, mouth open against her skin. "You feel incredible. You have no idea. Hah. You feel absolutely incredible."
Something warm moved through her chest that was not entirely about the physical situation.
She pushed it aside for later.
Her thighs were burning in earnest now.
'Come on,' she told herself. 'A little more. You're so close. Come on.'
