Jin's heart pounded as he felt his pants slide down his legs. Anna's top had already been discarded, and now she was baring his most vulnerable spot. He forced himself to concentrate on just the physical part of the situation; he had pushed all thoughts of who he was with out of his head and only allowed himself to acknowledge the physical sensations. His head rolled to the side when he felt a tongue flick lightly against the head of his penis. Lips encircled his erection, and the warmth of the inside of her mouth caused the muscles in his legs to tighten. Her head bobbed slowly up and down, caressing the entirety of his member. Shivers rushed up and down his spine; he had never felt himself so deep in a woman's mouth before.
One of her hands gently massaged his sac, and he moaned. This was nothing like the clumsy, naive stimulation he had received from Xiaoyu; this was obviously a well-practiced technique. Knowing this somehow took away from his pleasure. Still, he felt climax creeping up on him. She seemed to have an uncanny sense of his level of arousal, adjusting her pace and pressure to match. Orgasm came quicker than he expected, and he grunted as he shot into her throat.
Wiping her mouth, Anna quickly crawled beside him, wanting to catch the expression on his face. However, there was no hint of satisfaction in his eyes. She watched in shock as tears started to roll down his face. "This was so wrong," he whispered. "This should never have happened. I can't believe I did this. I can't believe I did this to Xiao."
"You don't belong to her anymore," Anna reminded him. "If you enjoyed it, how could it have been wrong?" It was obvious that he disagreed with her logic. He put his head in his hands and sobbed, his shoulders shaking. Anna frowned at him. "You could have any woman you want. Why get hung up on one little girl?"
"Because I love her." The words left his mouth before he even thought about it. Revelation washed over his face. It did not matter whether or not Hwoarang had tried to start anything with Xiaoyu. What mattered was that, even if he had, Xiaoyu had stopped it. She was telling the truth, and he could feel it in his heart. He catapulted to his feet and ran from the dojo.
One of her hands gently massaged his sac, and he moaned. This was nothing like the clumsy, naive stimulation he had received from Xiaoyu; this was obviously a well-practiced technique. Knowing this somehow took away from his pleasure. Still, he felt climax creeping up on him. She seemed to have an uncanny sense of his level of arousal, adjusting her pace and pressure to match. Orgasm came quicker than he expected, and he grunted as he shot into her throat.
Wiping her mouth, Anna quickly crawled beside him, wanting to catch the expression on his face. However, there was no hint of satisfaction in his eyes. She watched in shock as tears started to roll down his face. "This was so wrong," he whispered. "This should never have happened. I can't believe I did this. I can't believe I did this to Xiao."
"You don't belong to her anymore," Anna reminded him. "If you enjoyed it, how could it have been wrong?" It was obvious that he disagreed with her logic. He put his head in his hands and sobbed, his shoulders shaking. Anna frowned at him. "You could have any woman you want. Why get hung up on one little girl?"
"Because I love her." The words left his mouth before he even thought about it. Revelation washed over his face. It did not matter whether or not Hwoarang had tried to start anything with Xiaoyu. What mattered was that, even if he had, Xiaoyu had stopped it. She was telling the truth, and he could feel it in his heart. He catapulted to his feet and ran from the dojo.