Spare us the details. We just want the sex

My tastes have changed when it comes to sex in romance novels. I’m no longer interested in pages and pages of detailed nookie. I usually skip that shit and get back to the story. But
I do like a good chunk of hot and heavy, especially if it teases the mind as well as the body.

In this blog, which picks up where last week’s left off, Tan reveals his habit of cornering Sinna wherever he happens to catch her alone. Let’s just say she’s not averse to some quick, secretive sex. The more illicit it is the better, no? They say variety is the spice of life, right? God, I love cliches. LOL

The photo is South Korean actor Lee Min Ho. He’s not my type, but I’m enjoying him on Netflix right now in The King: Eternal Monarch. And you’ve got to give it to him. He always plays the top: a king, a rich heir, a brilliant something or other. The cinematic School of Hard Knocks seems to have passed this actor completely by lol.

XOXO,

SS

 

Tan caught Sinna as she was leaving. “You off?”

“Yup, my people are here. I gotta get ready. You still coming by the house?”

“Yes. Right after rehearsal.” He’d rescheduled a meeting with a director for a new film and another meeting for a potential endorsement so that he could attend. His manager had been furious, but she didn’t need to know that. “Is it still okay to bring everyone?”

“Yeah! I’m just glad you guys can all make it.”

He suspected his members had done some juggling as well. No one wanted to miss this party.

“I already told Tommy and co. to expect y’all. So, please tell everyone to wear fresh night time ‘fits, and be cute because we will probably take a few pictures. They’re looking forward to meeting you. The twins won’t be there though. We’re gonna be drinking, and Lani doesn’t want them outside the hotel after dark.”

“Can I have a kiss before you go?”

She put a small hand to her throat. “Kiss?”

Tan looked over his shoulder, then nudged her into her studio and closed the door. She grinned when he locked it, then jogged to close and lock the door at the other end.

“What do you have in mind, ajusshi?” It was Korean for older man or sir and another surefire tease.

“I’d like to get a shot in before you go,” he said, and pounced.

Sinna found herself flat on her back on the couch beneath 160 pounds of extremely toned, horny Korean-Greek man, and she sighed blissfully. For a long moment there was nothing but deep breathing and the rasp of hastily discarded clothing, then –

“Let me –” he helped wrap her legs around his hips and went to work. “Thank you, darling,” he whispered. “You’re always ready for me aren’t you?” After a little finessing his hips were already churning.

Yeah, she was, and she still found it extraordinary. Sinna, who hadn’t paid a man any attention in damn near a decade, only had to look at this one to have her body react. She wondered if this was love. It was certainly desire, and really, she didn’t have time to fuss over labels. She’d made the decision to go all in and enjoy the ride. As long as he kept treating her right, ride him she would.

“Where are you?” he whispered, nuzzling her gently.

Sinna laughed softly. He was so sensitive to her moods. “I’m thinking about you, lover.”

She wrapped the back of his neck and squeezed, enjoying his hastily indrawn breath before she pushed her fingers into his hair. At first she massaged his scalp. Then she pulled his head back and sucked hard on his neck. He shuddered obediently.

That was one thing about initiating a virgin. She knew every move his body made when things were feeling good because he made them for the first time with her. She pushed her hips up, urging him to go faster, harder, and he obliged, groaning as his lean hips raced forward.

It never took long with him, and as Sinna felt her orgasm rising, she clenched her inner muscles over and over until he cried out. Only then did she let go. Tan melted on top of her, as was his habit, and she petted him for a while, as was hers. She liked that he always fell asleep inside her for a few minutes. He hadn’t taught himself not to.

She asked him not long after they made love for the first time – and he’d casually mentioned marriage for the third or fourth time – did he want to sleep with other women before tying the knot?

His handsome face scrunched up with distaste. “No.”

She grinned. “You sound awfully sure. What if I’m trash compared to some other hot young thing?”

He looked at her like, yeah right.