unrivaled

Waiting for her driver gave her a few minutes to collect herself.  She had no idea what to do next, but she knew she could not stay here. 

The liquor, the music, the tension had all given her a splitting headache.  She just needed to go home.  She couldn’t think about this right now.

She climbed in the car and rested back in the seat.  The night would not let her rest.  She kept going back to the look on Jin’s face as he whispered “pick me.”

She thought through every scenario that crossed her mind as she grew nearer to her home.  Everything came back to the same answer.  It always had.

She thanked her driver and began the walk to her door.  Once inside her security gate, she relaxed a bit.

As she approached her door, she saw a silhouette in the shadows, the figure intimately familiar to her.

He stepped into the light as she keyed in her code and turned to him.

“Were you that sure of me?” she asked.

He shook his head. “I am not sure of anything anymore.  I needed to see if you brought him home.  Stupid, I know.  I am so sorry,” he rushed to explain.

She studied him for a minute and said “Jin….”

He interrupted her with a hard kiss.

“Not tonight.  You win.  Tonight, no questions, no serious conversations, no demands.  Your rules.  I don’t care.
Tonight….please……anything you want.  Just please…..just let me love you tonight,” he bargained.

She looked past his words into his heart.

“You promise?” she asked.

“I promise.” He whispered, in that moment not caring what he was bargaining away, his only goal tonight was her arms.

She nodded silently and taking him by the hand, led him inside.

Once inside her apartment, all awkwardness melted away. Jin toed off his shoes at the door and held her waist as she leaned and unbuckled her heels. 

He laughed at her blissful sigh as her aching feet hit the cold floor.
Jin kissed her and  dropped his forehead to hers.

“Do your feet hurt?” he asked.

At her nod he kissed her again and with a stern face he teased “that's what you get for all that wild dancing!”

She stepped closer to him until she was pressed to his chest.  She put her arms around  his neck as his went around her waist.  He began to slowly sway with her to music only they could hear.

“I love to dance,” she sighed, resting her head on his chest.

Jin gave a contented sigh.  After the struggles of the past several months it felt good to just hold her in his arms.

Dae stood on her tip toes and kissed Jin with a tender kiss.

Her soft mouth pressed to his moved him in ways no one else could.

He bent and returned her kiss, taking her lips and gently parting them, sighing as she allowed his tongue to sweep into her mouth, teasing her as he held her tight against him.

Soon the teasing caught fire and the Jin's mouth grew harder, more demanding. 

Jin cupped her face, deepening his kiss, his desire growing as she cried and pressed into him.

Jin stepped back and looked at her.  Truth be told, in that moment he was trying to decide how to get her clothes off.

Seeing his puzzled look, she laughed and said, “what's wrong?”

He kissed her again and placed his hands on her waist.  His long fingers gripped her hips and drew her against his hardening length. 

“You look so beautiful tonight,” he started, his voice thick and deep, “ but how do you get this damn thing off?”

She gave him a wicked smile and took a step back.  Her hands fell to the sparkling belt at her waist.

“This is payback for all the times I have to fumble with your belt,” she began to tease.  As Jin saw how the belt worked he grabbed her hands and spun her around, pressing her back to his chest and holding her wrists in one hand.

“Mmmmm….” he growled “why didn’t you just say so.  I can do this myself" and he proceeded to unfasten the belt with one hand, hold her against him and immobile while he slowly unfastened her.

Pulling her back to face him, her looked at her wrists captured in his hand and kissed her. “I like this look on you.”

She moaned at his words, trying to press closer to him.

He kissed her again, this time both hands burying in her hair   holding her mouth captive as he slowly thrust his tongue in time with his hips.  He was driving her crazy.

He pulled back and slowly withdrew the pins from her hair, freeing it and releasing the tension of it being so tightly pulled back. 

She sighed in pleasure as her hair fell free.  He ran his fingers through the length of it, pulling it to stream in natural waves around her shoulders.

“I had a heart attack thinking you cut it,” he said as his large hands massaged her scalp.

She groaned in pleasure.  He already had her whole body tingling.