Pleasure

"There's nothing to be ashamed of. I've always dreamt of having a taste of it." He said as he tenderly traced his hand over her thighs. "I've always wanted to touch you here." Eun-sun jerked when he suddenly ran a finger over her folds.

"Dan-Han," Her voice could barely make a whisper, but he heard her anyway.

"I want to worship and caress you down here, honey. Please let me." He told her. Eun-sun felt her breath cease; her temperature was rising higher as she watched him say all those....carnal words with his mouth while his eyes kept grazing her skin like she was some meal he'd hungrily devour once she has given him the permission he sought. She couldn't believe she heard him say this, but just as foreign as his words sound, she also felt an urge to experience all he had mentioned.

But...was she really going to let him? She hasn't had any man touch her before. What if she wasn't good enough for him? What if he wasn't satisfied with her?