Chapter 65 - Injury (19)

“…!” I suddenly felt his weight over me. Without much resistance, I fell backward. I felt the mattress on my back, but the hand that was covering my eyes had moved to the back of my head and absorbed the impact on my head, so I didn’t feel much shock. I opened my eyes with great difficulty and quickly closed them again when the fluorescent light from the ceiling attacked me.

Meanwhile, our lips parted and united again. We pressed into each other, separated, tilted our heads, and interlocked from the opposite direction.

I had never experienced such a tender kiss. He kissed me like he was comforting me, soothing me, stroking me. Our lips touched carefully, deliberately, repeatedly—as if I might shatter.

‘Ah,’ I exclaimed soundlessly.

I was completely pressed between Keith and the mattress. I could feel his body with the entirety of mine. Keith’s firm, hard muscles, his weight on my body, his hot body temperature, oh, his everything—

I wanted to lift my trembling hand and hold him, but I couldn’t. It felt as if the smallest movement would make this mirage disappear. I wanted to treasure this moment—this painful sweetness—for even just a little longer. I squeezed my eyes shut and panted, concentrating on the kiss that we were sharing. I wanted to have more. I wanted to remember this moment.

Kissing me over and over, Keith stroked my neck. His fingers trailed slowly downward and traced my collarbone over the shirt, then headed further down.

“…!” When the firm tip of his finger pressed into my n*pple, I took a sharp breath between our overlapped lips. His finger paused for a moment before slowly rubbing my perked blossom in circles over the thin fabric. I desperately held in my moans, but I couldn’t stop my breathing from becoming more ragged. When Keith pinched my bud, I held my breath in fear of my heart bursting. The skin where he pinched stung, and it throbbed down there. I mustered up all of my strength not to get hard.

When I finally managed to open my eyes halfway, I saw Keith’s face. He took off his lips and stared back at me. I merely felt hazy. Keith covered my eyes with his hand once again. Nothing was reflected in the darkness that had settled before me. I gently closed my eyes, and my eyelashes quivered slightly as they softly brushed his palm.

“Hahh…” A shaky sigh bounced off Keith’s lips and returned to me. Our lips overlapped again and mixed together passionately. He nibbled on my lower lip before audibly sucking on it. With him pinching my blossom, rolling it between his fingers, and his tongue maneuvering around the inside of my mouth, I completely lost myself. Strength escaped my body and my limbs drooped. The only thing I felt clearly was his weight on my body.

I hoped that we could become one just like this. I wanted all of him inside me. I deeply inhaled his pheromones and thought, ‘If that’s what it takes for me to make all of him mine, I’d do anything.’

—Knock knock!

I was slapped awake by the sudden knock. I wasn’t the only one who had come to it—so had the man on top of me. I felt his body that was pressing against mine tense up immediately. I could only leave Keith be as he quickly came back to reality.

Our lips parted as he stood up. It felt strange, the way he took himself off me one by one.

Even then, his hand that was covering my eyes remained in its spot. I thought I felt him staring down at me. I held my breath and lay still. I wanted to know what Keith was thinking, what face he was making, and why he wasn’t lifting off his hand, but it also didn’t really matter. All that mattered to me was the fact that he was looking at me and that we were the only two people in this space.

Truly.

“…Damn it.”

I only realized that Keith had cursed after a few seconds had passed since I heard his voice. At the same time, his hand left my eyes, and I felt Keith get up completely.

I remained lying on the bed and blankly stared at him as he turned around. All we did was kiss, but I felt nonsensically empty as if I had been abandoned after s*x. Keith marched to the door, grabbed the handle, and suddenly spat, “This is your fault.”

Keith opened the door right away. The room lit up for a moment and dimmed as soon as he walked out to the hallway. I could only grasp the fact that I was alone when deathly silence washed over me.

‘I should leave,’ I thought blankly. I didn’t want to move a finger, but I had to. I had to go after Keith, I had to return to his mansion, and I had to do everything that he ordered me to. That was my job.