Hello everyone, it has been a long time since I last updated this story of mine. I finally managed to gather the strength to update this story of mine. I want to say a happy new year to all of you readers and authors that are out there. And I want to say thank you for the comments, they are encouraging. I hope you enjoy this chapter. To apologize for the long wait, I will leave you this juicy chapter for you to enjoy in hopes for you forgive me.

Three days later…

Jan Di sipped her favorite milk, a contented grin on her face. She had finally discovered her dream. She sipped her milk while she waited for Ji Hoo to come and give him the good news.

Ji Hoo smiled contently as he unlocked the entrance to their sanctuary. She had been smiling more since they returned from Macau. "So, you still come here," he mocked, grabbing her in his arms before she could grimace. She accepted his embrace with a smile. "Sunbae"

"Is it Sunbae again? I warned you about that," he said, pointing at her. She shrugged her shoulders and chuckled. He stood in front of her, peering down into her eyes, and she became helplessly lost in his gaze. Ji Hoo was more romantic than his friends, and his every gesture or word was always sincere. He leaned in and kissed her on the cheek, causing her to flush. He then took out Jan Di's favorite chocolate and presented it to her. "This is only for you."

"Thank you, Ji Hoo-ah."

Jan Di reached inside her bag pack and drew out another bottle of milk, and Ji Hoo smiled as he received it. He took a massive sip and saw her do the same thing. "Did something good happen, Jan Di?"

She coughed slightly and turned to face him, wondering how he knew what she was thinking before she could say it.

"I can see it written here," he said as he jabbed her in the face.

She giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck. It didn't surprise him, but seeing her do this felt to be electrically charged. "Actually, yes. I've finally decided what I want to do."

"Oh...," he said, he drew out of her arms, giving her his entire attention.

"Yes," She laughed and told him everything about assisting in the delivery of a baby. And how she was helping at the clinic, as well as her new ambition of becoming a doctor.

He observed a spark illuminating her eyes, similar to how she used to speak.

"Although whoever heard this would think I'm crazy" she sighed.

Ji Hoo turned away looking out on the balcony, his voice was low. "Geum Jan Di, you have gone crazy, haven't you? completely crazy!"

Jan Di's heart sank a little, she never expected to hear those words from him. She turned away tears in her throat but she felt the weight on her shoulders and arms encircling her waist pulling her to his chest. He rested his cheek on hers and placed a kiss on it.

"Finding something that you like enough to be called crazy about, it's incredibly difficult, don't you know." He whispered to her. She turned her face and met his amused gaze. "Does it matter? since when did my wonder girl concern herself about that?"

A grin lit her face once again. Jan Di had forgotten that he knew her better than anyone else. He was always there for her. "Sunbae?"

"We talked about this three days ago. why do you keep calling me that, I'm now part of you and you are part of me? we will fulfil this dream together."

"Even if it takes several years?" she smirked

"Yes, no matter what as long as we are together"

He separated from her and raised his bottle of milk with a grin on his face and said "To our new dream" and she blushed. She drank her milk, "I like your hair" she said which made them smile at each other.

"Let's have dinner together" he suggested

Neither Jan Di nor Ji Hoo knew things were about to heat up.

Ji Hoo took Jan Di up from her house because she was now living alone. She emerged from her room wearing light make-up and a short strapless pink dress with gold rhinestone high heels.

Ji Hoo looked at her as she exited the room, love-struck once more. He smiled as he stuffed his hands into the pockets of his suit pants. "You look wonderful tonight," he said to her.

She smiled shyly and glanced down. "And you look handsome..."

Ji Hoo approached her, holding a small box. With a beautiful smile on his face, he extended it to her. "It's chilly outside."

Jan Di understood what he was saying and opened the box. It box had a white woolen puffy jacket with a white leather belt attached to it. "Wow!" she said in awe.

"Here," he murmured, taking it out of the box and wrapping it around her shoulders. He then arranged it and wrapped the belt.

"Gomawo sunbae," she whispered tenderly, touching his face.

"Are you ready?" he said, grasping her hand in his.

"I'm ready," she responded firmly

Ji Hoo and Jan Di sat at one of the top Korean restaurants in town. They were greeted by the Yoon family chef and seated at the nicest table. The atmosphere in the restaurant was romantic, with dim illumination and romantic music playing in the background.

"Ji Hoo-ah, this place is fantastic," Jan Di said quietly.

"I'm glad you like it," he said, smiling at her. He took her hand from the table and interlaced his fingers with hers. "Have you considered my proposal?"

She looked at him, confused.

"How about you move in with me?"

"Ahh..." she awkwardly laughed, "I'm not sure sunbae."

"Do you still have doubts?"

She shook her head. "No,"

"Are you concerned about what others will say?"

"Mmm,"

"Well, if you're concerned...we can keep it a secret for the time being," he added quietly. "But not for long," he added confidently.

"OK," she said, smiling.

After dinner, Ji Hoo drove her to her house. Her childhood house, but her parents abandoned her there. He led her to the door and stopped her just as she was about to shut it. "May I instead stay here with you?"

"How about your house?" she questioned, puzzled. How could Ji Hoo wish to live in such a cramped quarter?

"My house is big, but it doesn't have the warmth that yours does," he said flatly.

She paused for a while before opening the door further and said, "OK, come in."

Ji Hoo walked in and, unbeknownst to them, Jun Pyo appeared. He watched with envy as Jan Di invited Ji Hoo into her home and closed it. He intended to go upstairs to investigate what was going on, but he was afraid his mother would find out and cause problems. He decided to get in his car and find out what was going on.

They began kissing as soon as her front door was closed. Her tongue flicked against his, and his hands were buried in the softness of her hair, and it was as if time had unwound, transporting them back to when they first did it. He drew her against him, convinced that if he could fold her inside of him, like a mother tucking a baby into her coat, he'd do it. He'd keep her warm and safe, and he'd keep her close to him at all times.

Ji Hoo took her hand and led her to her bedroom, which had everything she'd ever lived in: a bed, a dresser, and posters on the wall. She nibbled at his chin and ear, moaning and mumbling as she touched his face with her fingertips.

...

It was slower than usual because he wanted to enjoy her and her in him. He'd unbuttoned his shirt instead of pulling it off, and now her fingertips were lightly probing the contours of his chest. Her gentle fingers massaged him, each touch lighting a flame in his loins that was gradually hardening his member.

He started nibbling at her ear, licking, sucking, and dragging his teeth over the lobe; he wanted to do this to every inch of her. His body temperature raised at the concept, and his cock jerked in anticipation. He worked hard to control his body, breathing heavily. He couldn't do anything to her tonight since he had so many plans for her.

He had so many things he wanted to do to her tonight that he wouldn't let his desire ruin it.

He moved languidly down her neck to his favorite spot, her pulse point. He'd had fun sucking on it the previous time and wished he could do it again. He couldn't help but run his tongue over the place and nip it. Jan Di's little, surprised cry pleased him.

"Did you enjoy it, Jan Di-ah?"

Her passionate expression, her desire for him, nearly broke the dams of his reserve, and he drew her into a long, deep kiss. As they twisted and slid their tongues together, the conflict between them overwhelmed them. They gradually continued to slide lower into the bed, until they were resting side by side.

Jan Di's hand stretched out to tangle in his hair, bringing him close to her, while the other raced up and down his back. She gripped him and wouldn't let go for more than a second of air. This was it; she was ready, and she desired him.

Ji Hoo's hands had strayed all over her body, tracing up her thighs to her hip and then up her small waist. He felt Jan Di's hand grip his ass and pull him firmly into her. He grunted in delight and went for her little, tight ass, squeezing it. She curled her leg over his instinctively, allowing their lower bodies to collide.

The sensation of her squeezing into him, of his bulging, hard erection, still imprisoned by his garments, pressing up against her, made him eager for her. He slid his tongue down her chest, breaking their kiss. He clutched her zipper in the back, hoping she wouldn't stop him at this point.

Jan Di's chest heaved as he gently but carefully unfastened the zipper. Her resolution not to drag him face-first into her bosom had worn thin by the time it was all through. He was equally excited and tugged the unfastened garment away, displaying one side of her white bra.

The thin material did nothing to conceal her shapely breasts or tight nipples. His fingertips glided along her collarbone and traced the white cloth. Ji Hoo let out a sigh of ecstasy while gently pinching her breast. He inhaled her heady scent, letting it envelop him; he didn't want this to stop.

Jan Di panted as she saw him remove his bra cup away and bend his head to kiss her breast. He was soon kneading, squeezing, and circling her breast. His lustful eyes glowed as he bent down to catch her firm nipple in his lips, giving it a brief suck and dragging his teeth over it before shifting his gaze to the other breast.

He yanked on the dress's shoulder, forcing it down, and in his haste, he tore it a little. He couldn't think about it, in fact, he couldn't think about anything just now. The only thing he could think about as he ran his hands up both her breasts, squeezing them feverishly and twisting a nipple between his thumb and index finger now and then was how badly he wanted to explode all over her.

Jan Di was frenziedly sweeping her fingers up his shoulders and down his arms, then back up to run through his hair. Her body was screaming for relief, and she wasn't sure how much longer she could stand it. She moved her hands around him to caress his chest, clutching his back as he flicked one of her nipples with his tongue. She gripped and gently twisted one of his rock-hard nipples. Ji Hoo's response of rubbing his pelvis into her made her body quiver with ecstasy.

He drew back, almost dizzy with pleasure, in an attempt to slow things down. He looked crazy standing over her, his eyes full of passion.

Jan Di, unable to resist, followed him, rising to her knees in front of him. She could feel his heart racing as she rested her hands on his warm, muscular chest, and she was certain hers was as well. Jan Di traced her fingers up and over his shoulders, making his white linen shirt billow to the floor, and he gulped hard and fluttered his eyes shut.

She didn't know where to start looking and hoped she had one of those photographic memories so she could recall every moment for the rest of her life. His toned chest and smooth, tight abs, his huge cock aching for release, his strong, muscular arms rising to his broad shoulders. She wanted to touch every inch of him, but she didn't know where to start.

Neither of them moved, instead looking at each other intently. Ji Hoo wondered whether she would let him attempt something new with her, something she hadn't done before. His train of thinking was broken as Jan Di rushed forward to kiss him, unable to wait any longer. Their prior fervor quickly returned, and Ji Hoo's concerns faded.

He ripped Jan Di's torn dress off her and grabbed around her back to unclasp the useless bra. She was having more difficulty, though, and was still attempting to remove the button on his jeans. She'd gotten stuck and had shifted her focus to stroking the bulge in his pants and reached below to cup his tight balls. When Ji Hoo thrust uncontrollably against her hand, he had to stop her.

Ji Hoo stood nude in front of Jan Di after removing his trousers. Her eyes opened in astonishment, and the golden boy smiled coyly at her and she smiled back and proceeded to remove her panties, only for Ji Hoo to reach out and stop her.

He crept across the bed, picking her up in his arms, and laying her down. He began kissing, licking, and sucking his way down her body, halting only briefly at her hip to dance his fingertips down the front of her underpants. Leaning down, he grabbed the thin strap on the side with his teeth and started pulling.

When Jan Di discovered what he was doing, she resisted and tried to stop him by covering herself. He stood still, hovering over her. Perhaps he'd gone too far...

"Do you trust me?" he questioned quietly, looking her in the eyes.

"...of course," she said, her voice kind and genuine.

"Then trust me," he continued, sounding more like a plea.

He leaned forward and tugged on her other hip and he moved to the other hip and pulled the strap there as well. He slowly pushed her panties down till he could see all of her before yanking them off and hurling them mercilessly across her room.

He then moved his hands up her legs, along the insides of her thighs, till they reached her hot, wet core. Jan Di watched intently as he knelt in front of her and placed his face between her knees.

The initial contact of his tongue made her jump, but she eventually grew accustomed to it as he began to experiment and understand what she loved. He delicately opened her folds with his fingers and licked around till he found her nub. She had no idea he could make her entire body shiver with the stroke of his tongue.

Her groan sent him into overdrive. Ji Hoo burrowed his face into her, inhaling her sensuous perfume and savoring her juices. When he heard her cry out, he upped his intensity by twisting his tongue all around her nub.

He'd put her legs over his neck and started stroking three fingers into her while sucking hard on her nub and moving it around with his tongue. Each touch, suck, and thrust made her weep till she couldn't anymore. "Ahhh, Ji Hoo-ah!" she exclaimed.

That simply made him work harder, igniting her body even more. As he pushed her to her summit, she kept repeating his name... And she nearly screamed as he finished her off.

The raven-haired girl panted, "Omo...omo...omo," as she gradually descended from her high, her heart still racing a mile a minute.

"Did you like that?" he inquired, a smile on his lips.

The Wonder Girl closed her eyes, still high on euphoria. She wanted to say something meaningful but couldn't find the words or the breath to do so, so she merely nodded.

. . .

Jan Di was so engrossed in her sensations that she didn't realize when Ji Hoo positioned himself over her, each arm behind her head, bonded from chest to pelvis. Jan Di could feel his increasing desire against her searing, tight stomach. Two hip motions will suffice to unite them, and Jan Di will feel the lust born within her once more.

"What do you want?" Ji Hoo questioned.

"You" she moaned

"How?" He began rubbing himself against her, causing his member to make contact with her clit.

"Mmm…all of you"

"Would you...like to be mine forever?"

"Always…"

Ji Hoo pushed into her.

Jan Di felt his sigh fall straight into her ear; dizzy from the fullness, she crossed her legs across his back and sought to bring him further closer; she needed more, she needed everything, she needed him.

Ji Hoo was high on pleasure and felt trapped by her moist intimacy. It had taken everything in him not to enter Jan Di when he felt her cum against his mouth, but it had been worth it. He kissed her again, and she tasted herself on his lips, contracting her inner muscles and mutely pleading for more.

He rose from her arms and brought her left leg to his shoulder, then watched himself plunge into her. It had a slow yet obnoxious rhythm. Ji Hoo could see all of her reactions, the markings he had left on her neck and chest, and the sweat on her skin from his vantage point... How many times had he fantasized about doing something like this?

He knew he wouldn't last long, so he put one hand on Jan Di's waist, keeping her in place, while the other went to the exact point where she would fall apart all over again. Both of their motions had become frenetic and urgent, a struggle to reach the pinnacle without losing...

"Are you able to speak?" He inquired between thrusts and heard a chorus of moans in response. "Say my name...come on, say it."

"Ji...Ji Hoo..."

"again"

"Ji Hoo…"

And Jan Di kept repeating his name as a chant, prayer, appeal, lyric... At that moment, there was only him and her, with him above and inside of her, heavily breathing, his abs clenched by the strain and glistening with sweat. It wouldn't be long now, but she didn't want it to end; she wanted to stay in that state before the finale...with him.

"You're mine alone," Ji Hoo said in her ear as everything seemed to be coming to an end. "You'll never be with someone else without thinking about this, about me...I'm yours Jan Di...yours alone...Jan Di-ah

Her name was pronounced with a whimper, and Ji Hoo came to a halt, emptying all of his passion inside Jan Di with a hoarse scream. Still, he didn't stop stimulating her in the midst of his climax, and it only took a few seconds for Jan Di to follow him down the same path, arching her back against her mattress again, this time freely expressing her bliss. Ji Hoo was trembling all over, and even with his eyes closed, he could see white dots... He kept moving within Jan Di to keep her high for a bit longer.

They stared at each other for several minutes without saying anything; it wasn't necessary, or even important, because they both knew what had happened. Ji Hoo flipped them over on their sides, still inside her. He pressed his lips to hers, whispering lovely nothings.

Time passed with soft kisses and caresses. He drew back from her wet core, but not completely. He could feel his sperm seeping out of her and landing on his manhood, making him crave more of her. "I want you to be a part of my being," he whispered, and before she could respond, he entered her once more in a tortuous slow motion, teasing her and loving her whimpers that fell into his open mouth.

After 2 hours...

"Aish," he hit the wheel of his car "what's taking him so long to come out?" Jun Pyo had no idea Ji Hoo and Jan Di have been together. And this was their fourth time having made love, and he had no opportunity. He knew he'd be married in a week and had no control over it. He no longer had a chance to win her heart because of what he had done to her.

He decided to leave the premises and return home before his mother's goons tracked him down and dragged him back. He took one last glance at her bedroom window, where the lights have been off since they entered the house. 'Maybe he's just keeping her company' he consoled himself with that. He gave a happy chuckle and drove off

The following morning...

The morning sun crept through the half-parted curtain like a thief, illuminating the room and robbing her of her precious sleep. Jan Di awoke from her deep sleep, unable to fully open her eyes, to feel the warmth of the golden rays caressing her face. It would have been great if it hadn't been so brilliant, and she clenched her eyelids close to trying to block it out. But the thoughtless interloper was just as defiant as she was, insisting on cutting its inexorable course across the sky no matter how late they'd been up or how weary she was.

Scowling, Jan Di succumbed to her vexing foe and opened her eyes. She looked around the room, groggy and disoriented, for a quick reminder of where she was. She knew the place right away. She was curled up in her bedroom, in bed, and curled up like a kitten at Ji Hoo's side.

Jan Di smiled as the pleasure spread over the sky like a magnificent rainbow. It felt beautiful to wake up this way—locked in Ji Hoo's embrace, reclining against his soft, silky skin covering a rock-solid body, her head contentedly resting upon his bare chest.

Bare.

It was only then that the Wonder Girl realized she and him were both wearing nothing...

The fourth time she awoke in such a state of absolute nudity with him. But it was still an odd and delightful sensation that she would never get enough of. And she was suddenly whisked back to last night, when they had made love once more, but this time it was different. Ji Hoo had been inside of her for quite a long time. She wondered whether he had been so desperate for her that he was thirsty for her and she for him. As if the memories weren't strong enough, a quick check beneath the sheets confirmed what had occurred between them, and Jan Di flushed.

His breathing was normal, but it made it more difficult since every time he breathed in, his member massaged her nub, making her desire more, but she knew she had her entire life with him now that he was hers.

The dry cleaner's daughter knew she needed to tidy herself up, but she refused to move—ever. Their naked skin-to-skin contact was beautiful, and his aroma was intoxicating right now. It was the same as before, yet different in certain ways—mysterious and unforgettable. She cuddled closer, inhaling his lovely fragrance, and began lightly stroking the contours of his smooth chest. She could stay this way indefinitely.

Jan Di shifted onto her side to look at the clock on the bedside table, his arm sliding off her hip in the process. It was already after the first lesson of the day. "I need to get out of bed," she said, ready to get out of bed, but a grip on her hip stopped her.

"I'll help you study," Ji Hoo whispered hoarsely, tightening his grip on her.

"...really?"

"Last night you said you trust me," he added as he opened his eyes and looked into hers.

Jan Di grinned and stretched her arm over his chest, warm and comfortable against his long, lean body. He unintentionally hooked her one leg over his and ran her foot up his. She became aware of Ji Hoo's erect member on her thigh as he did the same to her, and an increasingly familiar yearning welled up within them. The sensation hit them like an unexpected chill, sending shivers through their bodies.

Jan Di attempted to close her eyes and resist the need, but the truth was that she wanted him—right now... She'd had the same yearning the night before, and her cheeks warmed at the thought of them having made love—twice. "Let's go to the bathroom," he offered, knowing that the bed was now too uncomfortable for them to continue their pleasure.

"OK," she said, but they didn't move one inch. He rubbed noses with her and put his forehead to hers. She pressed her lips to his for a brief moment, and then they stared sappily at each other.

The pair remained where they were, exchanging loving touches and playful kisses...

Minutes passed into hours, and hours may have easily grown into days. They both realized that one of them had to exert some resolve, and Ji Hoo was the first to rise.

The Golden Boy disentangled himself from her with a sigh. He rolled onto his back.

Ji Hoo went for the pink towel near her closet and wrapped it around his waist and another around her shoulders. He scooped up her off the bed, carried her to her marble shower, and helped her to her feet. He shut the door and turned to face her. He removed his towel, showing his flawless body to her, and assisted her in removing her towel. The warm water tickled their skin as he turned on the shower.

Jan Di welcomed Ji Hoo's kiss with lips apart as Ji Hoo peered intently at her body. She wrapped her arms around his waist and pulled him in tight, till there was no room left between them. Lips locked passionately, Jan Di innocently stroked her fingers up his sculpted abs and muscular chest, ultimately finding her way into his hair. She started stroking her fingers through the moist, silky strands.

Jan Di leaned back and flirtatiously caught his gaze as they parted for air. Ji Hoo's stare, as if focused on consuming her whole, pushed Jan Di back into the corner. He inched closer, his palms pressed against the damp tile, hovering above her. Jan Di, trapped yet content, watching the water flow through rigid muscles like a torrent over rocks.

Then he captured her lips once more.

Ji Hoo had her trapped against the marble shower wall seconds later. He buried his lips in her shoulder and kissed her collarbone sensuously. Beginning gently, he eventually progressed to nibbling and sucking at the delicate flesh of her breast and neck, and he spent some additional time on the side where he hadn't yet left a mark.

He wrapped his arms around her waist, bent her back, and placed one hand on her ass. He squeezed it firmly before returning to rest at the small of her back. He then buried his face in her chest and started sucking on her right breast. Jan Di sighed and leaned back into the warm, damp stone. She held his powerful shoulders while he massaged and sucked on each breast.

His tongue and hands eventually moved lower, and to her amazement, he dropped down on his knees in front of her. But she didn't feel embarrassed like the first time he did it to her, when he battered her down there till she couldn't think straight. He continued nibbling on her flesh while running his hands around her back and buttocks, as she clutched his hair and called out his name.

Ji Hoo rose and embraced her, his warm breath dropping on her neck. Jan Di could feel his firm member on her pelvis, and she yearned to have him back within her. She curled her leg over his and rubbed against him, holding the firm muscles of his back.

This was enough for Ji Hoo, who pressed her against the shower wall, her fingers intertwining with hers. With their legs entangled, they began to grind more forcefully against one another. Ji Hoo's brain was spinning with need as a result of the sounds she was making and the expression on her face. He was afraid they wouldn't last. He smothered her with kisses till he couldn't bear it any longer, both panting and moaning their names. Then he wrapped one leg over his waist and plunged inside her.

"Ohh, Ji Hoo..." she exclaimed as he entered her... and started moving. The sensation of his deep member as he moved in a circular motion did strange things to her.

…

Jan Di knew it was all coming to an end, but she'd enjoy it while she could...

Then, rather surprisingly, Ji Hoo drew back and placed her leg on the ground. She would have been disappointed, but there was no time for that since he swung her around to face the stone wall. He pressed her hands on the tile, his hands entwined with hers, and he was back within her. Jan Di groaned as he hit her from behind for the first time. Another new position; it felt strange, but it was surely nice since she could feel him hit her in that spot that left her aching with pleasure.

"How about this?" As he slipped in and out of her, he murmured sensuously in her ear.

She didn't respond, merely groaned, "Mmm..."

He thrust in and out harder, deeper and faster until everything fell apart. His member jerked as he came. He didn't stop until Jan Di was satisfied. As she came, his silky voice fell directly into her ear.

He felt weak in the knees as he placed his arms around her waist. He kissed her on the neck and cheek. Still within her wet walls. He thrust a few times and immediately pulled out after he softened.

He spun her around and put his arms around her waist and her head. Keeping her near "I love you Jan Di," he said as he continued to embrace her tightly. He kissed the crown of her head as he felt her heartbeat accelerate. He wasn't sure if it was hers or his, but he knew deep down that his heart was beating for her.

That was it...