Money Loving CEO's Detective Lover

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Minho took his sweet time with her. Gayoon was impatient and eager but he was playing it cool. Even though his insides were aching to dive into her and fuck her crazy, he was savoring every minute of their little session. He kissed her stomach, trailing downwards until he reached her moist cleft. She was already wet for him, eager to accept him in her but where was the fun in that?     

Gayoon felt his breath against her privates and was awaiting him to touch her there.     

"Minho…" she sighed. She wished she could see his expression or used her hands to pull towards her hole but it was wishful thinking. Minho inhaled her scent, nudging her gently before gingerly licking her petals.     

Gayoon lay back on the pillows and turned her head to the side as her insides roared in need. Minho was tasting her folds, licking her moistness. He relished her bittersweet flavor, coating her with his tongue. Her cleft quivered when he bit her bud, squeezing it with her lips. Gayoon's legs were thrashing uncontrollably but he held them in place while his tongue pleasured her.     

"Ohhhh!" she yelped when he inserted his tongue into her hole, coursing in and out of her as he brushed her walls. A ticklish current soared through her veins and she wanted to pull him closer to her.     

"Minho, closer," she begged. "Please…"     

Minho let out a musical laugh and moved closer to her cunt, smacking his lips against her as he suckled her nectar. Gayoon groaned, her climax building up inside her as her ruthless lover pushed her to the edge.      

He ravaged her, not showing any mercy but continued to send her into long, pleasurable sensations. His hands were stroking her thighs, causing goosebumps on her body. With his mouth still latched to her vulva, he inserted a finger in her.     

"Holy shi-"     

Gayoon gave a low curse when his finger was simultaneously moving with his tongue inside her. He inserted another finger, massaging her soft spots. Her hips moved with his rhythm, her pleasure heightened by her binds. She arched her hips and her climax came crashing but Minho lapped her juices, licking her continuously.      

Her skin was on fire and she was desperate to make love to him. She was squirming madly and uncontrollably.     

"Minho…" she gasped his name out loud. How was it possible to reach new heights of pleasure with him every time?      

Gradually, his fingers had stopped moving and he left her clit. Crawling over her, he faced her. Gayoon could not see him, but he took her feet and put them around his shoulders while his member was prodding against her hole.     

"Ready?" he asked, his voice barely a whisper.      

"Kiss me first," she demanded. After how he had tortured her, it was the thing she wanted the most. Minho grinned and swooped down to devour her. His tongue pried open her lips, entering her mouth to mesh together. Gayoon moaned against his lips, tasting herself on him and the sheer pleasure of her senses were driving her crazy. She wanted to touch him, feel him, love him but this was also fun. In the heated haze, she felt his fingers fiddling in and out of her hole, widening it for him.     

They kept on kissing and licking, Gayoon feeling more confident to dominate him but he was equally ruthless. Finally, he pulled away, making her purr.     

But Gayoon did not have the time to complain because within seconds, his rod was entering her. She felt her eyes moisten in fulfillment as he finally entered her deep, letting her walls clench around his length.     

"Minho...I want to touch you…" she begged. Minho pecked her on the lips and whispered into her ears.     

"Soon, Ms. Detective," he promised. "Soon."     

With that, he began to move. Gayoon let out incoherent cries of ecstasy as he rammed into her. There was no gentleness nor were they being slow and steady as usual. Instead, they were both submitting to their carnal instincts after the long foreplay of teasing and torture. Gayoon's hips moved roughly against his groin in perfect synchronisation.      

Minho groaned, their sweaty bodies meshing and wriggling together. He was suckling her earlobes, kissing her neck, tainting her smooth skin with his marks. She moaned when he hammered her g-spot while his mouth licked and bit her breasts. He was like the large, evil wolf who was relishing its prey.     

Gayoon pulled him deeper into her, enjoying this forbidden drive of lust. His long hard rod was attacking her erotic points, leaving her wanting more. Her hands struggled against the binds and she let out a series of curse words as the money lover worshipped her whole body.     

"Agh…." She cried when she climaxed for the second time, her vulva tightening against his member as it spasmed. Her juices flew out and she was panting heavily But Minho was yet to come.     

Minho kissed her lips, blocking her cries while he pushed and pulled inside her. He pulled out his member completely before ramming into her again. She was greedily sucking him in, her mind still hazy with complete lust. But the bonds were beginning to hurt because Gayoon was thrashing too much, desperate to be freed.     

"Minho, the bind…" she said. "Hibiscus. It hurts..."     

He did not waste a second and untied the binds. As soon as she was free, Gayoon rolled him over and sat on top of him, with him still inside her. She took off her blindfold and gazed at him. Bending down, she kissed him while their hips were still writhing against each other. Minho groaned against her lips as he, too, reached his climax.      

Gayoon felt his warm seeds filling her up and she kept on kissing him until every bit of his seeds had flown into her.      

Exhausted, she lay on top of him, listening to his heartbeats. Minho pulled out of her and gently turned her over to lay her on the bed beside him.      

"Are you alright?" he asked, worried that she might be hurt. Her wrists were already red but there was nothing serious.     

"I'm fine," she said, nudging against his chest. "But next time, I'll tie you up!"     

He laughed and kissed her forehead. "Go ahead," he said. "I don't mind."     

Stroking her head, he was thinking of another issue which needed to be addressed.     

"Gayoon," he began. "Shinho communicated something to me today."     

"What did he say?" Gayoon asked, lazily drawing circles on his arm with her finger.     

Minho took a deep breath and replied, "He wants to move on."