"Surrendering to Desire"
Part 11
As her hands moved under his shirt, making his skin shiver at her touch, Hongjoong felt a rush of excitement. It was soft and gentle, and her hands reached higher, but were restricted by the fabric of his shirt. He couldn't bear the thought of her being unable to touch him as she pleased, so he instantly took it off, throwing it to the ground with a careless motion. The cool air of the room danced across his skin, but he barely noticed, his focus solely on Moon's hands roaming freely over him. Her touch drove him crazy, sending shivers down his spine as she explored the contours of his body. He groaned, his lips crashing down on hers as he tried to convey the intensity of his desire. Their mouths melded together, their tongues tangling in a sensual dance, as Moon's hands continued to explore his skin. Her fingers danced across his chest, sending sparks of electricity through him, and he arched into her touch, his body responding in ways he couldn't control. Hongjoong's hands roamed over her, his fingers tracing the curves of her face, her neck, and her shoulders. He wanted to touch every inch of her, to claim her as his own, and to make her feel the depth of his passion. As he pulled back from their kiss, he gazed into her eyes, searching for a sign that she was ready to take their intimacy to the next level. Moon's eyes sparkled with desire, her pupils dilated, and her breathing was still erratic. She nodded, almost imperceptibly, and Hongjoong took it as a sign that she was ready. He lifted her, his hands cradling her waist, and carried her to the bed, his eyes never leaving hers. As he laid her down on the soft sheets, he gazed at her, his heart pounding in his chest. He wanted to take his time, to savor every moment, but his body seemed to have other plans. He hovered above her, his lips brushing against her ear, sending shivers down her spine. "Are you sure?" he whispered, his voice husky with desire. Moon nodded, her hands rising to his hair, pulling him down to her. Hongjoong's lips claimed hers, and he knew in that moment, there was no turning back. They were surrendering to their desire, and nothing else mattered.