Money Loving CEO's Detective Lover

They barely got into the bedroom when Minho's lips came crashing down on hers. A moan escaped her mouth as he pushed her against the glass window, their tongues entangled in a ferocious battle. She pulled him closer, his scent intoxicating her senses. His tongue pried into hers, tasting her while her legs were still wrapped around his waist.     

Gayoon was breathless, his kisses leaving her panting yet begging for more. Their private parts were unconsciously grinding against each other beneath the layer of clothes, his hardness poking at her, making her blush. But she barely had any time to be embarrassed as his lips explored hers, their kisses turning rougher and more demanding.     

She did not know when he moved her to the bed but he lay her down on it, breaking their kiss. Gayoon lay there, feeling hot while her cheeks flushed red. Minho was looking at her with a tenderness in his eyes, making her turn even redder.     

"Why are you looking at me like that?" she asked in a hoarse voice.     

"Just can't help but wonder how beautiful you are," he sighed.     

"Eh?"     

Me? Beautiful? She wondered. Minho chuckled at her confused expression. Before she could think any further, he bent down to kiss her again, this time softly pecking her lips. Gayoon's lips parted and soon, the kiss turned harder. His hand moved to her panties and in between their kisses, she felt his fingers clip into them, moving to her clit.     

"Mmpf!" she groaned when his finger touched her bud, gently caressing it. Her core was beginning to get wet under his soft touches and she moaned against their lips when his fingers rubbed her hole. Minho parted her thighs with his, still massaging her softness. She moaned harder when he slipped his finger into her hole.     

His lips lefts hers and moved to kiss her earlobe. Gayoon closed her eyes, trying to keep up with his double attack. She parted her legs more to give him access to her deeper parts and yelped when he slipped another finger into her.     

"Relax," he whispered in her ears. "Just relax."     

Gayoon was about to say something but he licked her sensitive earlobe, finding a ticklish spot. She giggled a little as his lips tasted her skin, moving down to her neck while his fingers moved inside her and she was thrown into another daze.     

Her mind was on his silky fingers touching her, entering her warmth. He rubbed her insides softly, bending his fingers to touch a sensitive spot.     

"Ahh!" she groaned when she felt his fingers on her erotic point. Her clit was wetting up more and more as he continued to rub her. Minho, turned on by her cries, kept on attacking her sore spot. Her waist moved with his movements, and he left her ears to hover over her.     

Their eyes met, their bodies still moving with each other. Gayoon traced a finger over his flushed cheek, both of them drowning in their need for each other. She did not dare to voice it out loud but he seemed to have understood. Slowly, he took out his fingers from her insides and Gayoon slipped her panties off her. She sat up, pulling at the helm of his t-shirt. Minho took off his shirt in a second and Gayoon could not help but admire him.     

Unconsciously, she ran her fingers down his sturdy abs. Her soft fingers traced down to the bulge on his pants and she gulped. Minho smirked and pulled her closer. His hands were trailing her petite body. She groaned when his palms fell on her breasts, squeezing them lightly through her shirt. Gayoon bit her lip and slowly began to unbutton her shirt.     

Minho drew a sharp breath when she began to unbutton her buttons one by one in a slow, deliberate process. Gayoon was aware of the effect she had on him and she blushed harder when she took off her shirt, sitting in front of him with only her bra on. She subconsciously grinded her legs together to get some friction but his eyes were staring at her. She felt embarrassed because she had never been this intimate with a man and thinking of what they were about to do made her feel even more nervous.     

He read her nervousness and slowly pulled her into an embrace.     

"Are you really alright?" he asked, feeling a little worried.     

"I'm fine," she assured him in a small tone. "Just nervous."     

Minho sighed and gently laid her back on the bed. Gayoon watched as he took off his pants and she nearly yelped when she saw him stark naked in front of her. Her eyes widened at the size of his bulge and for a moment, panicked at the thought of that entering her. Would it even fit? It was too big!     

She mumbled something incoherently which sounded like 'too big' making Minho laugh. He moved his lips to her ears and said, "Relax. Don't panic."     

"Be…gentle…" she breathed. Minho placed a kiss on her lips and smiled at her. Gayoon was a little scared but her nervousness took a back seat when he latched on to her neck, sucking it. He teeth grazed her skin, leaving red marks. Gayoon clutched the white sheets beneath her as he licked her skin, going downwards until he reached her twin mounds. He did not stop but sucked on her tattoo, making her gasp.     

His tongue explored her left breast while his left hand massaged her other breast. Her scent was engulfing him and he wanted to pleasure her all night. He worshipped her bun, licking it thoroughly. Gayoon moaned in pleasure, her insides on fire while her clit was getting wetter and wetter. His right hand reached in between her legs, continuing to stroke her. His fingers entered her once again, this time more demanding. Her core was dripping and she grabbed his hair to pull his closer to her breast, heaving her chest.     

Minho licked her nipple raw, his love bites covering her soft pale skin. He moved to her other breast, mimicking his actions. Gayoon nearly yelped in ecstasy when he bit a little harder. Her body was moving to his rhythm, throwing her into a frenzy while his fingers attacked her erotic spot. Her core was not completely wet and she was a mess underneath him. Minho's lips left her breast and he trailed his kisses downwards, moving from her navel to her waist until her reached in between her legs.     

Gayoon felt shy and wanted to hide her womanhood but he held her legs apart. She bit her lip, wondering what he was going to do. Minho merely smiled, seeing how her body was giving away her need for him.     

In her moment of sanity, Gayoon noticed that the ceiling above was also made of glass. Snowflakes were sprinkled on it, making it look like a glass globe. Her eyes were busy marveling at the snow fall and she smiled, feeling a sense of pure happiness.     

She was so engrossed in seeing the snow fall that when Minho's tongue delved into her core, she let out a loud moan.