The room number stops Sunny in her tracks. She turns to Taeng and points. “Is this . . .”
Taeng grins and nods, flashing the card key between his fingers.
“I didn’t expect you to remember.”
“I wouldn’t forget. Not when I find myself half naked and alone in a room after a drunken night. Come to think of it, I haven’t paid you back for the room yet.”
Sunny shakes her head with a smile. “You’re paying for tonight’s room, aren’t you?”
“Yes, I am.” Taeng taps the card and opens the door. “After you, my lady.”
Sunny plies him with a kiss, pressing him up against the door with a surprising burst of strength. His brains melt into mush as other parts of his body awaken. Then, hands are grabbing his shirt, pulling him in. The door closes behind him (auto-locks are the best inventions ever) and he finds himself standing in the middle of the room, right next to the bed with Sunny. Her ample assets are pressed up against his body and for a fleeting moment, he wonders if this is a dream that he’s going to wake up from. But it’s not a dream. Her lips are real. Her eyes are real. The urgency is real.
“Oh my God, woman.”
Sunny’s finger presses on the bridge of his nose and slides down to its tip, falling to his lips before stopping on his chin. Then her lips take over and trace their way down his neck at a pace that is designed to drive a man mad with impatient desire. Meanwhile, his hands have taken to exploring Sunny’s back. Smooth plains arching and dipping. Soft like a pillow, warm like the sun-baked waters of the sea. The sensations slip under his skin and spread far and wide. From head to chest. It wraps around like a fuzzy blanket and he wants nothing more than to squirm deep inside it.
“Taeng,” Sunny gasps when they break apart, “where did you learn that from?”
“What?” Taeng asks, his mind not completely back in use.
“That thing you do with your tongue.”
“What do I do with my tongue?”
“Like a side nudge. I don’t quite know how to describe it.”
“Does it make you feel uncomfortable?”
“Uncomfortable? No, no, no. You got it wrong. It turns me on.”
“Mhm.” Sunny leans into him, fingers digging deeper into his short crop. “It turns me on . . . a lot.” She breathes on his ear and he quivers.
Sensory overload. His body overrides his mind and he nudges Sunny onto the bed beside them. Buttoning his shirt as he lifts his knees onto the bed, he admires the view of Sunny slipping out of her little black dress. She spills out in abundance, looming over the cups that are trying to desperately to contain them and it does things to his second brain. Already straining for freedom, it grows even hungrier for the glove that will wrap lovingly around it.
“Mmm . . .” Sunny grabs his behind and Taeng moans. Fuelled by need and desire, he peels the cups from the Mount Everests and takes them into his mouth. This time, the room is filled with Sunny’s moans. He then shifts to the other Everest and sucks Sunny’s moans into the upper rungs of the vocal register. She is all squirms and moans as he licks and nips his way down to her navel. Dipping his tongue in, he jabs and flicks as his hands wrap around her waist to hold her down. Her moans rise more still. Rising above her, he smiles, loving the intoxicating view she presents. She is so lovely. So sexy. So breathtaking.
Sitting back on his heels, Taeng tugs the lace thongs down Sunny’s slender legs and holds them up. “Is this what you meant earlier?”
Taeng chuckles. “You told me I haven’t seen anything yet.”
Sunny blinks and stares for a moment before lapsing into giggles. “Yeah, I was going to flash you my panties but other things . . . came up,” she says with a twinkle in her eye.
“Oh yeah. Something’s definitely up.” A raised leg gives him a nudge and his eyes close as he moans. “Oh baby.”
“Take them off.”
Taeng obliges without a trace of hesitation and hops back onto bed. “Are you ready?”
“I’ve been ready since hours ago. Get over here already.”
The room falls silent for a few seconds as Taeng moves into the space between Sunny’s legs. Then, two moans ring out simultaneously and the panting commences. The feeling of being in Sunny is mind blowing and Taeng can’t get enough of it. Lowering his body to be closer to Sunny, Taeng dips his head to kiss her. Her sexy little gasps are muted but the love they make with their tongues more than makes up for the loss.
The feelings build. The sensations climb. It doesn’t take long. Taeng had already been on edge since dinner. Since seeing Sunny in her little black dress. Since feeling her lips on his. Since getting his hands on her. Boom. It all comes at once, far beyond his control, and his body speeds up, his mind on a single objective. He doesn’t stop until his release finally hits. Amidst the flurry of action, it comes upon him and with the loudest groan yet, he slams back home one last time and shudders as his soul drains and refills at once.
It was a long night, to say the least. Taeng got and gave plenty of loving the entire time. Fast, slow, lazy, cheeky. He got some, she got some and together, they got tons. But sex is still the first thing on Taeng’s mind when he opens his eyes the next morning and sees Sunny beside him. So with a sly grin, he sneaks under the covers and dives in for Sunny’s titbit. She wakes with a little scream and he grins at her, flashing his neat rows of teeth.
“Good morning, ma’am.”
Sunny giggles. “Good morning . . .” She yawns and stretches. “Oh my God, I’m still tired but you’re already ready for sex again. Are you on fast charging or something?”
Taeng laughs. “You’re my fast charger. With you around, I’m always up for it.”
Sunny groans. “Spare me the cheesy lines this early in the morning.”
“It’s not early.” Taeng double checks the digital clock on the bedside table. “It’s almost eleven.”
“Eleven? It’s eleven already?”
“Why the look?” Taeng frowns. “Don’t tell me you have to work today.”
“No, I don’t. But did we put out the ‘Do Not Disturb’ sign?”
Taeng stares at Sunny, not quite understanding what she’s talking about. “The what sign?”
The sound of the door opening cuts Sunny’s answer short and they turn just in time to see the door swinging open. A chambermaid is standing at the door, gaping at them. Taeng puts his arms around Sunny instinctively and thanks his lucky stars that they’re both covered by the duvet. It takes the chambermaid a couple of seconds to react.
“I’m so sorry. I’ll come back later,” she finally says and closes the door in a hurry.
Taeng turns back to Sunny and catches a glimpse of her pink cheeks before she ducks deeper under the covers. “Put out the ‘Do Not Disturb’ sign. Go,” she mumbles from down under.
As the shock of being seen by the chambermaid wears off, Taeng begins to grin as he wraps a bathrobe around himself and proceeds to do as he is told. Then, he runs back to the bed, drops his bathrobe onto the floor and gets right back under the covers with Sunny. Her cheeks are still pink and he chuckles.
“I didn’t think you’d be this shy.”
“Shy? What has this got to do with being shy? The cleaning lady saw us in bed, for goodness sakes. It’s embarrassing.”
“It could’ve been a lot worse . . .”
“Oh my God. I don’t even wanna think about it.”
“Imagine if we were in the middle of doing it.”
Sunny squeals and shakes her head. “Stop!”
It’s too adorable for Taeng to handle so he cups her cheeks in his hands and presses his lips on hers. “Don’t worry. The sign is out. We’re safe now.” He nudges her and winks. And proceeds to pepper her with kisses all over, all the way down. Soon, there are no more squeals, no more pink cheeks. Just a lot of moaning, panting and red cheeks as Taeng gives her everything he’s got.
The chambermaid does not come back in and they don’t emerge from under the covers until their stomachs protest angrily a couple of hours later. With great reluctance, they shower and change back into their clothes from the evening before and leave the room. Taeng turns around to look at the ‘Do Not Disturb’ sign hanging on the door as they walk away and chuckles.
“What’s funny?” Sunny asks.
“You know, the morning I left the room, well, the same sign on hanging on the door.” Taeng grins. “Sweet memories now.”
Sunny smiles and rises on tiptoe as they kiss. “Does this mean you won’t forget to put out the sign the next time?”
“Mmm, does this mean there’s gonna be a next time?”
“Of course there will. We’ll come back here one year from now and I don’t want to be caught butt naked by the cleaning lady.”
“Don’t worry. I won’t forget it again.” Taeng laughs as the memory of that embarrassing moment fills his mind. “Do not disturb.”
Happy Birthday to Kim Taeyeon! You sexy little thang!