His mouth was on hers, his lips stroking, caressing. She could taste him, tasting his very breath, giving her life. His hands touched her breasts, touched her hips, touched her thighs. Mina sighed in his mouth, exhilarated by his touch, exhilarated by him.

Hwang’s mouth then sprinkled kisses on her delicate neck, on her delicate shoulders. He kissed the valley between her luscious breasts, his lips lingering, relishing in her sweetness. He would rain kisses on one, then the other. He then captured one in his mouth, causing her to gasp, running her hands through his hair. His mouth would switch to the other one, gentle, but insistent, leaving Mina breathless.

Hwang’s mouth then traveled lower, kissing her stomach, kissing her right thigh, kissing her knee. He then kissed her inner thigh, letting his tongue taste her. Mina moaned, his touch inciting intense desire deep within her.

Hwang then sprinkled kisses back upward, his tongue stroking, tasting, until he reached her mouth again, consuming her. She responded with the same ardor, lust overwhelming her. Hwang caressed her inner thigh, causing Mina to arch into him, moaning loudly, wanting him to take her. Hwang graciously obliged, gently taking her, letting her surround him with her lusciousness, her sweetness, her very essence. She writhed seductively, gasping, crying out his name. “Oh Hwang… Sung-Kyung…” Pleasure convulsed through her whole body, experiencing incredible joy, delirious with lust.

Hwang cries for her, saying her name with every breath, with every thrust, causing tears to fall down her face, moving her deeply. He would look at her, his eyes filled with love, filled with worry. She simply kissed him, a long, lingering kiss, taking them to new heights, reaching their mutual crescendo.

Soon, they both collapsed, exhausted with bliss; Hwang turning them over, so Mina was on top of him, not wanting to crush her. Mina clung to him, her head on his chiseled chest, basking in their afterglow. She kissed his chest, enjoying the warmth of his flesh.

“I love you Mina.” Hwang whispered in her ear, causing her heart to soar. She looked into his eyes.

“I love you Sung-Kyung.” Their lips meet again, tenderly, sweetly – so achingly gentle. Secure in each others arms, they drift off to sleep.