Page 162 of Godless Saints

“Thank you.”

I kept his hand in mine. The radio playing low. We didn’t talk. Just the road, his fingers laced with mine, and the kind of silence that didn’t need filling.

Miles slipped past. Moon didn’t move until the coast did.

“Wait,” Moon said suddenly, sitting up straighter as the coastline came into full view. Salt air through the open window. “Are we getting on a boat?”

“Yep.” I grinned, turning into the private marina. “I arranged it. We’re going to Jeju Island.”

“Jeju?”

“I rented a villa. Private. Just us. No staff.” I parked and killed the engine. “Thought we deserved somewhere that’s actually ours for a few days.”

Moon stared at the sleek boat waiting at the dock, then back at me. His mouth twitched. “I’ve seen this horror movie before.”

“Relax.” I reached for his hand. “The guy chasing you already caught you.”

A smile tugged at his mouth.

The captain cleared his throat politely. “I’ll help with the bags, sirs.”

He was professional and quiet after that, loading everything efficiently before leaving us alone on deck as we pulled away from the mainland. Moon stood at the railing, wind tugging at his hair, watching the island grow closer. I slid my arms around his waist, chin resting on his shoulder.

“You good?” I asked.

He leaned back into me. “Yeah. Just… a year ago I would’ve never let myself want this.”

“Good.” I kissed his jawline. “Keep wanting it. I’ll make sure you get to.”

***

Moon dropped his bag by the door. His gaze swept the open space. “All this… for us?”

“Yeah.” I stepped behind him, arms locking around his waist. “I’m planning on fucking you in every single room. On every surface. Outside on the beach, where anyone could see if they got too close. I want you dripping with me everywhere in this place.”

Moon’s breath caught. He spun, eyes wide, then kissed me hard, mouth demanding, teeth clicking.

“Let’s start here,” he said against my lips.

He grabbed my hand, pulled me with him, hopped onto the wide kitchen counter. Legs spread so I stood between them. Mouths crashed again. Fingers twisted in hair, nails digging scalp. His thighs clamped my hips. Our cocks strained against fabric.

He yanked at my shirt buttons, frantic.

I caught his wrists, pressed slow kisses to the racing pulse there.

Moon’s eyes flashed. “Why are you stopping?”

I smiled against his skin. “No rush, baby. We’re completely alone.”

“Yeah, but you said all the rooms, every surface, the beach. We only have three days.”

I dragged my mouth down the side of his neck, then along his jaw. “Have I turned you into a monster, Hyun-seo?”

Moon shivered, head tilting to give me more. “No.” He swallowed. “I’ve always liked having sex with you.”

I pulled back enough to lock eyes. “Oh, baby. Talk dirty to me.”

Moon shoved hard at my chest. “Actually. Wait here.” He jumped off the counter, legs unsteady, and disappeared down the hall.