We'd kissed for another few minutes, that doing nothing to calm down my body so I'd gotten off the bed, stretching a little as I moved. Bringing another milk and myself a water, I walked back over to him, sinking down onto the soft blanket on top. I'd put a thin robe on over my body so I wasn't naked. Not that it was cold or that it wasn't a regular thing to be naked in this room. But with Jungkook, the hint of things seemed to be more enticing for him so I kept up the right mood. We could be going for a lot longer and he needed to stay in the right headspace. Not that I thought it would be hard to get him back there again, he was clearly enjoying himself.
"So, that was your first time right?" He nodded his head vigorously as he opened the milk, drinking it quickly down in one go. I watched his throat bob as the liquid gulped down, swallowing myself as my body enjoyed the view. "Did it live up to what you thought it would be like?"
"I've never thought exactly what it would feel like. I mean, when it's just me, I know what that feels like. But I hadn't thought about how warm it would be inside you or how it would feel sliding in and out. That was really amazing." He blushed a lot, his cheeks going redder than they already were from his exertion but he looked happy in his embarrassment.
His description was doing nothing to calm me down though so I continued talking to distract myself. "Well, I thought you were incredible. And when you're ready again, we can have some more time exploring each other."
"I need to eat something and then I think I'll be ready to go again," he said matter of factly, reaching for the snacks and I grinned at his eagerness. It wasn't exactly romantic but that's not why we were here. Romance didn't factor into this job, I was just here to teach him.
We were sitting half naked on the bed together and it felt weirdly comfortable. I usually wanted to get dressed as soon as possible after the transaction is complete with a client, never feeling completely at ease. But I was fine sitting here with him, talking, especially as it didn't feel like a transaction. He had me for the whole evening if he wanted and I was fully OK with that so decided, like we had been doing all along, to just let the night play out however it would.
"Your body is strong," he commented out of the blue.
"It is? I've never thought so," I answered, drinking some water from my bottle as he spoke.
"It's soft in the right places but your legs are strong. I could feel that when you were ah, when you were on top of me." He ran his hands through his hair, clearly still struggling sometimes to say what he wanted without embarrassment. You couldn't remove decades of teaching about culture in just a few nights but I was OK with him saying anything he wanted, however he wanted.
"My thighs have gotten pretty strong," I commented, running my hands along them as I stuck a leg up into the air. That was part of my job, they were strong for a reason. I knew he was watching which was, of course, my plan as I continued to smooth my skin with my palm. When I looked at his face, he was unconsciously licking his lip.
Tentatively reaching up, he ran his hand up my leg, not as nervous now to touch me, curious what his touch would do.
"I have a question," he said as he lightly stroked my thigh.
"I'd be surprised if you didn't," I said with a small smile, trying not to let the effect his touch had on me flood through my features.
"I don't know what it's like for a woman so I don't know if you have, well, you know. You said I was incredible but did I make you, ah, c-come too?"
I flushed at his words, surprised at my reaction. Men did ask me that but it tended to be in a cocky way, telling me they could tell they had been as good for me as I was for them. Which was never the case as I was just a really good actor when it came to sex.
"Oh well, it's not about me," I answered, avoiding the question.
"But when we talked at the start today, you said you wanted to teach me how to make a woman feel good too so it would be amazing for both of us. So, teach me to be amazing for you." His voice was earnest, touch stilling on the top of my leg as I curled it against him.
"You want me to teach you? To show you what you're capable of doing," I asked, voice sounding a little strained in my ears even if he didn't notice. He seemed very focused on my face as he spoke, nodding when our eyes met. "Trust me, you'll know when I come, especially if you're inside me," and his eyes grew big at my words, seeming to cough for a moment on his own breath. "Let me show you what it looks like when a woman comes."
Taking his hand in mine, I guided it down my body, caressing my breasts, running over the small curve of my stomach to my wetness, robe falling open. I rested my hand on top of his, showing him where my clit was, moving his hand over it in a steady rhythm before I let go and let him take over, sinking into the feelings. All the sensations were centred on the one spot and I moved under his fingers, angling my body so it hit just right. Jungkook was watching his hand, almost fascinated by what he was doing and the noises he was dragging from my mouth. Instinctively he bent down, peppering kisses along my stomach, his other hand moving to play with my breasts and the feelings in my core built as I bucked a little into his touch. Clenching the bedding under me in my fists, small noises were coming thick and fast as everything escalated. I was wrong, it wouldn't be a really good orgasm with Jungkook, it would be explosive.
"So good, just like that," I panted out, encouraging him. "You're so good at this."
I could feel him smile against my stomach, taking my words as another feather in his list of accomplishments before he gave my nipple a light stroke and that gentle touch caused the coil inside me to snap, Kook lifting his head to watch as he felt the change in my body against his fingers, clenching as my walls contracted. Throwing back my head, I moaned out my release, letting the feeling take over my whole body, gasping as the climax flooded my system. I had to fake it almost all the time but with Jungkook it felt incredible, the raw feelings of his touch taking over.
He was looking at me through big eyes, slightly hooded at what he had watched.
"That was hot, your face, wow. I've never seen a woman come before. I really want to, can I, I don't know because you've just," he blurted out, words tumbling over each other but I could feel him hard against my leg.
"Yes, yes, please, yes," I panted out, still coming down from my high and he slid against my body again, fumbling with himself in his rush. I reached between us, quickly rolling another condom down onto him, guiding him and he sighed at my touch before gasping at the slickness of the slide inside me as I helped him enter me again. He hit deep as he slid fully into me, a gasp leaving my mouth too as another orgasm began to quickly build. As he picked up the pace, working out what to do in a position that was different from last time, the sensitivity from my previous orgasm meant I was almost there already and I told him so, gasping out the words as he continued to thrust into me. As I came, walls clenching around his length, he let out a gutteral moan, coming straight after me, driven to climax again by my body tightening around him.
"Oh, that was so good," I said, pushing my hair away from my face, feeling him still inside me, twitching as he began to soften.
"So, I'm good at this," he asked, running his fingers through his own hair, damp from sweat and sitting at weird angles.
"The best," I answered honestly as I reached up to attempt to tame them. "I don't think you need anymore lessons. You just listened to what my body was doing and went with it, that's all you need to do."
"So, I've graduated," he asked with a grin then a grimace as he slid out of me, this time twisting and disposing of the condom himself.
"You could call it that," I replied with a laugh, still slightly breathless as we lay against each other.
"I don't want to graduate though. That means this is over," he said pouting.
"Well, the reason you came here is to learn and it seems you are a very quick learner."
"But I might need more practice to get even better," he said, biting his lip and looking at me intensely.
"Yes, you might," I nodded as, truthfully, I didn't want it to end either. Even though I knew he was going back to Korea in a week or so. But I wanted to prolong it now while I still had the chance. I was realistic. Once he went home, I wouldn't be seeing him again. This wasn't Pretty Woman and I wasn't going to get that kind of fairytale ending. So if 'practising' kept him with me longer, that's what I wanted to do.
"OK then, book me in." He was smiling, looking more exhilarated than exhausted and I wondered how long he could go for if we had the whole night. Time was almost up though I noticed, glancing at the clock kept discreetly out the way but easy for me to check from anywhere in the room. Truthfully I didn't want it to end tonight, still feeling the after effects of the orgasms through to my toes. But I also knew he had places to be. And, that he was a client not a boyfriend. We weren't destined to spend the whole night together. Maybe I needed something subtle to let him know it was getting late so I reached for my top, slipping it over my head and he took the cue, wriggling off the bed in the hunt for his clothes, speaking as he did.
"You know, I thought you just had sex. Or you know, with your hand or mouth. I didn't know you could do all of those things at once."
I smiled that he was still learning all of this, sad for him that he hadn't had someone to love him in that way before because, he would be an exceptional lover if the right person came along. "Well, there aren't really any rules as it's different for each couple. And for women, we can climax more than men as it takes a while for a man to recharge in between so sometimes lots is happening."
"Multiple orgasms?"
I cracked up laughing as a cute little 'what, what,' came out through slightly pouting lips. "I just find it funny that you know some quite specific words in English that I wouldn't expect you to know."
"I've been looking things up on the internet since before I came here yesterday," he answered, a little bashful. We had started to properly redress ourselves, aware now that it was well past the time he was meant to get collected, even though he had messaged his driver to say we were probably going overtime.
"I like that kind of research," I replied, looking for my jeans. I was standing up next to the bed in just panties and my t-shirt, his chest bare with just his trackpants on when he reached for me again. Grabbing my wrists, he pulled me back against himself as we stood, half dressed, familiar with each other in lots of ways now but yet still not enough for me to feel like this should be OK. Except that it was, even as my hands were imprisoned in his. And as he kissed me again, I closed my eyes and felt every brush of his lips against mine.
"Can we see each other outside of this room," he asked as we eventually pulled apart.
"I don't think that's a good idea Jungkook," I answered although the idea was tempting. He pouted, brow furrowing slightly.
"But I want to. I like being around you," he said, putting his hands on my waist and my body felt instantly warm again at his touch.
"Don't fall for me, you can't do that," I said softly, a little panicked, placing my hands on his chest to lean a little away from his closeness, looking up at him as I did.
"I think it's too late," he replied, reaching down to kiss me and I let him, not wanting to push him away even though it would be best for him in the long run.
"It's all the emotions of me being your first."
"No it's not," he answered, frowning. "You can't tell me what I'm feeling."
"I'm sorry, you're right, I can't. But I think the fact we are doing something so big for you, together, is clouding your thoughts."
"This clouding feels amazing then."
"I'm glad," I said, running my hands down his abs, bare still and warm to my touch. "I want you to feel good, to learn everything you want to know."
He had started to pull his top back on and stopped halfway, arms still trapped inside. "I don't want the night to be over yet."
Making a decision, I rolled with it."It doesn't have to be," I replied, reaching to help him take the top off again, helping to untangle his hands with a grin. Screw it, I wanted to feel good for as long as possible.
"But time is up now," he countered, letting me help untangle him.
"The overtime is on me then," I said, hoping he'd know I wanted this as much as he seemed to. Wondering if he thought I was just doing my job. Which I should be and wasn't. This was about me now too as well as about him.
"What do you want me to teach you this time," I asked as we stared at each other.
"Ummmmmm, there is something that seems to be good from porn."
"Yes, well, that is always a good point of reference," I said, slightly sarcastically and realised from his confused look that he wasn't following my tone or all the words. "Tell me about it Kook."
"Well, ah, I think it's called Puppy?"
I couldn't hold the smile, which turned into a grin and flowed into a laugh that came bubbling up and out my mouth, covering my hand over my lips as it did, trying to keep it contained and failing miserably.
"It's nice to see you happy but why are you laughing," he asked, looking a little concerned.
"Oh, don't worry, I was just thinking how cute you are. Puppy? I have a feeling you mean Doggy style but I'll always think of it as puppy now." Crawling up onto the bed, I went on all fours, looking back over my shoulder at him. "Something like this." I still just had my top and panties on, ass pointed up and towards him as my top slid up.
I knew he was enjoying the view. His eyes were bugging out of his head as he watched my movements, nodding very deliberately and slowly when I looked at him. Reaching down to his trackpants, he didn't even try to hide the hard on growing inside, instead, palming it absent mindedly, his eyes fixed on my rear. "Yes, exactly like that."
Kneeling back on my feet, hiding my view away for now, I turned to face him. "Come back to bed Kook," I said, my voice raspy and deep in my own ears, his reaction instantaneous as he stepped out of his pants and jumped towards me, catching me in his arms as we fell back on the mattress with a laugh. "You're very strong," I said as I looked up at him. His arms were still tucked under me, face only inches from mine.
"Thank you," he said cutely.
"No, seriously, thank you," I winked and he bit his bottom lip with a grin which disappeared as my hands came up to run over his torso again, slipping down over his pelvis, underwear gone with his trackpants. Cupping his heat in my hand, his length throbbed against my palm and he groaned as he caught my lips, noises transferring to my mouth. I stroked him, feeling him harden even more and slowly raised myself up, pushing him gently back as I did. Letting him go, he ran his hands through his hair as I reached for another condom. "Your turn," I said as he took it from me with slightly shaky hands, adrenaline, nerves or a combination causing the motion as he tore it open spreading it down himself as I held onto his hips, pressing kisses above the soft curls of hair at his pelvis. His hands came to rest in my hair as my nose pressed against his stomach, tongue licking across the bumps of his abs as my hand took his shaft again, tugging it a few times, pulling more moans from his lips.
"So, puppy was it," I asked with a smirk, turning round, raising back up onto my hands and knees in front of him as all the breath left his mouth in one long hiss. He wriggled closer and rested his hands on my back, under my top, tracing a finger up and down my spine as it arched for him. Hooking his fingers in my panties, he peeled them down, kissing over the path they took as he pulled them off, down my back, over the round of my butt, across my thighs. Then I lifted up so my top could be taken off too which he helped with, all the while touching, touching. I spread my legs as his mouth nibbled my thigh, knees wide as my heat was presented to him and he pressed himself against me, member sliding into my folds but not into me. Yet.
"I, I'm not sure if I can hold back," he said, gripping my hips in his hands, the warmth hot against my skin. "This is like all my dreams."
"Don't then," I said, licking my lips as I looked over my shoulder. If he had dreamed of this, I wanted it to be good for him.
"But I don't want to hurt you and I think, I think it will be not as soft as before. My body is, ah, calling for more."
I didn't tell him of the men who wanted the roughest they could get, how my body needed days to recover after a session like that, always grateful it was rare to feel that destroyed. He didn't need to know that even on his roughest day, I knew he wouldn't be able to hurt me. Still hovering behind me hesitantly, I reassured him.
"Just do what feels good for you Jungkook. Sex is all about pleasure, I want you to have that."
"I want to do what feels good for us both," he countered, fingers flexing against my sides.
"I promise I'll tell you if it isn't OK but so far everything has been perfect," and he nodded, not able to stay still any longer, reaching down to guide himself into me, still remarkably careful considering the strength I could feel in his body and how much I could tell he was holding himself back. I push back against him as his pelvis hit mine, encouraging him to move as I dropped my body, pressing my face into the bedding as I rested on my elbows.
"Oh ffff...," he started to grit out through his teeth as the angle changed and he picked up pace from where he knelt behind me, hitting me in all the right places and from the sounds escaping him, good for him too.
I was clenching around him, staving off my orgasm but only just as he stroked inside of my walls, hand coming round to my breast to grab one of the mounds of flesh that were just within reach. I was so close, so so close, moaning from the sensations he was firing inside of me.
"Wait, wait, not yet," he said. We had only been intimate a few times but he could already tell I was almost there as he moved against me. "I don't want it to end yet."
"It's not something I can necessarily stop Kook, you need to slow down if you don't want to send me over the edge," I managed to gasp out, not wanting to be robbed of this feeling but OK if that's what Jungkook needed.
He heard me, slowing his movements for a moment, the feelings ebbing within me as he dropped forward to rest his body on top of mine, muscles quivering either side of my chest as he supported his weight, making sure he wasn't crushing me. His breath was coming quick and erratically against my shoulder blades and I felt his lips press into my back as he stilled.
"You have a lot of self control to stop so close to the end," I said, looking back over my shoulder at him, closing my eyes as he continued to kiss down my spine.
"I have always had to have control in my work. It feels amazing to be inside you but when it stops, I will need to leave and I don't want to."
"We can't stay like this forever though," I said with a smile, feeling him throbbing inside me still, the tick of his length hitting me in a way that was very distracting.
"Just a little bit longer," he said, sitting up again to use both hands on my body, gently raising me back on all fours as he moved his hands over my back, down my sides, under my body and over my breasts, all while we were still connected. The whole thing was erotic, sensual, intoxicating as he stayed hard inside me and I marvelled that he was a novice. This man was definitely someone who learned very, very quickly. He gave one of my nipples a gentle tweak and I gasped, quickly closing my mouth as my walls contracted again and again, soaring me towards release and that was too much for him, taking my hips again and thrusting quickly as I plummeted over the edge, freezing from the intensity as he continued to push into my tightening walls, sending himself to climax as he cried out his release. The sound was loud and dirty, a heady low tone that was powerful and I was riveted as he quietened, falling back onto one arm as he used the other one to wrap around my waist, resting his cheek against my back as he panted breathlessly.
"That was the biggest one I've ever had," he said, muffled against my skin before he raised his head, kissing my shoulder, sliding out of me and throwing the condom away. I collapsed as our connection broke, falling forward and flipping over onto my back as I watched him coming back. He lay down on his stomach next to me, shaking his head before he lay it against my side. "Why?"
"Why was it a big one," I asked, tracing his back lazily with my finger. I was blissed out now, multiple orgasms and the best ones I'd had in a very long time, causing my body to become as relaxed as I could ever remember. He nodded against me, eyes closed. "Probably because you took a break to work on intimacy. If it's just in and done, it's nice but if it's slow then fast, hands all over the place, taking the time to appreciate what is happening, it can build to a bigger end."
I know he likely didn't understand everything I said but he nodded again, tiredness evident in his slow movements. When he didn't reply, I lifted up a little, looking at his closed eyes. As much as I wanted it, to fall asleep and wake up with him, it couldn't happen and I knew it.
"Jungkook? Kook? Kookie?"
"Mmmmmmm," he mumbled against me and I laughed a little.
"You can't go to sleep."
"But I'm so tired," he said slowly. "Good tired but very tired."
"You need to go back to the hotel, you know they're waiting for you outside."
He propped himself up a little, shaking his head to wake himself up. Grinning sheepishly, he spoke. "Yeah, but it was a nice thought. To stay here with you."
I leaned down and kissed him, quickly but to cement what I was about to say. "If I could, I'd let you. If you could, I know you would. It doesn't have to be the last time."
"I hope not. If they fill my days and nights so I have no breaks, I'm going to have to sneak out in the middle of the night to come to you. I do still have more to learn."
"Did the ah, puppy, meet your expectations," I asked, hiding my smile.
"More than. One of my favourite things from today. But I couldn't see your face and I wanted to."
"You are sweet," I said, meaning it. No matter how much he could've slammed into me, he didn't and I knew from how strong his body was that he could've easily done that. It likely would've made his experience even more satisfying but he was concerned not to hurt me. Sweet and not mine, I reminded myself.
"I don't think you'll have to sneak out. Surely you have some free time?"
"Sometimes but not always. We are kept very busy. I can't have your number, can I?"
"No, I'm sorry Kook. You can just message through the site and I'll make sure I'm around all weekend. Just be aware the manager will be able to see the messages too. If that's what you want," I finished, feeling a little embarrassed that I'd assumed he'd want to come back more than once.
"I don't know my schedule yet. I have to sing a lot on the new song but I do know I want to see you more than one more time. If you are around, I'd like that a lot."
"I'll make myself available just for you until you go back home," I said, tying the robe around my waist.
He was standing close to me, looking down at me with a look I couldn't quite work out. The lust from earlier was all burnt out in our multiple encounters. This look was confusing as it would've almost seemed fond, if I interpreted it that way. His hands came either side of my face, holding it still for a moment with his eyes fixed on mine before he lowered his head. As I saw his lips coming for mine, my eyes drifted closed and I felt every nuance of his touch as I shut off one of my senses and relied on the others. The gentle skimming across mine felt tender and my hands automatically landed on his sides, anchoring us together.
"Thank you," he said as we parted, my breathing a little faster than normal.
"What for," I asked, wondering what part he was thanking me for.
"For guiding me like I need you to. I couldn't have felt this way with anyone else." His look was genuine and earnest, trying to convey to me that his words were honest. I couldn't hold his gaze, too caught up in my feelings. It would be too obvious if he continued to look at me that way, my insides were turning to mush.
"I'm sure others could teach you well too."
"Maybe. Maybe they could teach me the same kind of things. But you can pull feelings from me at the right pace. So, thank you."
"You're welcome," I said gently and he brought my hand up to his mouth, pressing gentle kisses along the back of it before letting it settle back next to my side.
"I'll be in touch, very, very soon Ava."
"I'll count down," I replied, flirting a little but actually, I would be. Because this week would feel like the longest one in a very average year. He paused at the door, smiling as he shook his head.
"You are going to be hard to get off my mind."
"I'll feel you in my body for the next few days," I returned, biting my tongue between my teeth as I smirked at him.
"Jeez, give a man a break," he said, groaning at my words and the last thing he saw as the door closed behind him was the belt on my robe being undone and the robe falling to the floor, teasing him just a little, giving him something else to think about until we saw each other again.