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Spent, I lay there, catching my breath as he lightly kissed my thighs and stomach.

I felt…wanted. Cherished.

“That was amazing, Hejun,” I said.

He grunted, placed a kiss directly over my sensitive clit, and then began teasing my opening with his tongue. Bit by bit, he slowly rekindled that need in me. Before long, I was reaching for his head again. He seemed to read me like a book. He knew just when to add pressure. Just when to change his technique and when I balanced on the edge.

The second time I came, I wailed out a tortured sound. My hips tried leaving the bed. He trapped them with his hands andcontinued devouring me like a starved man until I planted a foot on his shoulder and pushed him away.

He quickly gathered me into his arms, hugging me to his impressive chest.

“I am sorry, May,” he said, smoothing a hand down my back. “I did not mean to hurt you.” He kissed the top of my head. “Your taste distracted me. I forgot to take care.”

My head lolled against his chest.

“Not hurt,” I managed. “Tired.”

He kissed the top of my head again and reclined against the headboard. Lying curled up on top of him, I snuggled in and closed my eyes.

As his hand skated gently over my bare back without veering anywhere else, I felt how much he cared for me as a person, not a sex object. Yet, what we’d done together had been amazing. Easily the best make-out session of my life. And after a short nap, I’d be more than willing to go another round with Hejun.

And not even in the name of science.

Hejun made me feel like I was the only person in his world, and I was ready to admit that I wanted him to become the only person in mine, too.

CHAPTER TEN

HEJUN

May’s breathing evened out,and I let out a shaky exhale. When she’d kicked me away, I’d thought I had hurt her. Hearing that she was fine and only tired hadn’t been enough to cut through the flood of panic. So I held her as she slept until my pulse slowed. Then I eased her onto the bed where she would be more comfortable.

The scent of her pussy teased my nose, and I craved another taste. Instead of kissing her there, I kissed her forehead and tucked the comforter around her before leaving to make her something to eat.

My mind dwelled on the short time we had spent together. Her touch. Her smiles. The sounds she made when she found her pleasure…I needed that in my life. Every day.

How could I get her to stay once the experiment was complete? Once she had her immunity?

While I tried to solve that problem, I prepared a simple dinner and took out a roast for the following day. I was so lost in thought that I didn’t hear May’s approach and almost dropped the pan when she reached around me to stroke my hard length from behind.

“Sorry,” she said, quickly withdrawing.

I spun around and caught her before she could retreat. Lifting her, I set her bare bottom on the stone counter and gently stroked her cheek with my fingers.

“Never apologize for touching me,” I said. “I crave your touch more than I crave my next breath.”

The worry that had filled her gaze fled, and she leaned in to brush her lips against mine.

“I want to crave your touch like that, too,” she said.

Her words sparked hope inside of me.

My fingers slid up into her hair as my other hand gripped her hip.

“Tell me if I go too far,” I said before I claimed her lips in a hungry kiss.

She wrapped her legs around my waist and pulled me closer. Close enough that my cock pressed against her hot pussy. I arched into her, needing more of that wet contact. She whimpered and kissed me more aggressively. That small surge of dominance almost had me releasing then and there.

I pulled away from her mouth, breathing heavily.

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