She threw her head back as her body convulsed, the sight beautiful as she rode out the pleasure drumming through her. Levi fucked her harder, looking at where his cock pummeled through her before looking at me.
I almost commanded him to come when he did. He groaned long and loud as he fucked into her hard once and then twice. The erotic moment sent me off the edge as I thrusted into Vi’s hand, grunting my release.
“Damn, I might need to revisit Paris again soon,” Vi sighed.
I shook my head as I held onto her waist as Levi pulled out of her. She looked ready to fall over.
“Let me grab a towel.” Levi kissed her shoulder, sparing me a shy glance.
His cheeks were still red when he came back with a towel to clean Vi up and then me. I expected to feel awkward or even embarrassed. I mean I touched his cock for christ’s sake. We had never shared a girl before and I wondered why we had never done it sooner, maybe this was our solution. We could fuck girls together while still going home together. I could share him for a few hours and then he’d be all mine as soon as we had our fun. Why did that sound like I had an open relationship with my best friend? Fuck, did we just make this way more complicated?
9. Ruwon
My mind is a landmine of bad memories.
“Ladies and gentlemen, we have begun our descent into Florence. Cabin crew, prepare for landing,” the pilot said in English and then in Italian.
I looked out my window, seeing the beautiful Italian landscape, ready to get off this damn airplane. The turbulence on the entire ride had been awful, jolting me awake a few times and nearly sending me into panic attacks. Before serving my mandatory nineteen months in the Korean military, I would fly all the time and I loved traveling, but flying had been one reason I hadn’t left Seoul as soon as I got out. My mother had given me no choice and booked me a flight. She said I’d better be on it and I knew she meant business.
My mind was dealing with the aftermath of the military and not very well. I was so ready to get out, but my mind hadn’t left and I hated it. My nineteen months weren't that bad. I had heard stories that made me grateful it wasn’t so bad. What no one tells you is that going into the military, when you’re famous, was like putting a sign on my back that said kick me. They said the military had moved on from bullying, but they had a long way to go.
The plane landed smoothly and I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding in. Once the plane reached the gate, sounds of seatbelts clicking filled the cabin. My chest tightened again as I stood up, grabbing my bag from the overhead bin. Flying first class was always worth it being able to get out first.
I took my first deep breath outside of the plane, relaxing immediately, but when I walked out onto the concourse, the crowd and loud noises immediately overwhelmed me. My heart raced as I ran a hand over my shaved head that was slowly growing out.
All I had to do was make it outside, I told myself. The sooner I started walking, the sooner I could get out of here. I had only brought a carry-on bag, so no baggage carousel for me. The cool Italian air hit me, releasing the tension I was holding onto.
“Nae-saekki!”
My baby.
I knew that voice anywhere. I looked around for my mother, spotting her instantly.
“Eomma,” I called out.
Mom.
She rushed to me, throwing her arms around me, and I picked her up in a big hug. Fuck, I had missed her so much.
“I missed you,” I said in Korean.
“Oh Nae-saekki! I can finally breathe,” she said, as I put her down. “I know we would talk, but it wasn’t the same as feeling you right in front of me.”
She cupped my face, looking up at me with tears in her eyes.
“Eomma,” I said, clearing my throat. “It feels good to see you again.”
“Yes it does,” she sighed. “Let's get going, we have a lot to catch up on. Maya and Jaques are waiting for us at the winery.”
“Good, I need a drink,” I said, following her to a car.
The driver took my bag as I thanked him, sliding into the backseat with my mother.
“You look huge, Nae-saekki. I don’t think I've ever seen you look like this, not even when you did that period drama,” she said, looking me up and down.
The only benefit to the military, I was in the best shape of my life. I flexed my arm and she laughed, swatting my arm.
“I see your big ego hasn’t gone away.”