Chapter 5: Resolution
The soft click of the front door closing behind me echoed through the house, announcing my arrival. I stepped inside, the cool air of the air-conditioned interior a stark contrast to the humid heat of the Japanese summer. I could hear the faint ticking of the grandfather clock in the hallway, the steady rhythm a comforting reminder of home.
Mike was waiting for me in the living room, his eyes locked onto mine as I entered. He was sitting on the couch, a glass of whiskey in hand, his dark hair slightly disheveled. There was a predatory glint in his eyes, a hunger that made my heart skip a beat.
"Welcome home, Jenny," he said, his voice low and husky.
I could see the way his eyes roamed over me, taking in every inch of my body. I knew he could see the effect Songjun had on me, the way my nipples were hard and visible through the thin fabric of my shirt, the way my cheeks were flushed with desire.
"Thank you," I replied, my voice steady despite the storm raging inside me. I walked over to him, my hips swaying with each step. I could feel his gaze on me, hot and intense, and it made my heart pound in my chest.
"You look... well-fucked," he commented, a small smile playing on his lips. "I take it your trip was...
I smirked, walking over to him and straddling his lap. "You could say that," I murmured, my voice low and sultry. I could feel the hard length of him pressing against me, even through his jeans. "He fucked me hard, Mike. Like really hard."
Mike's eyes darkened with lust, his hands gripping my hips as he pulled me closer. "Tell me more," he growled, his voice thick with desire.
I leaned in, my lips brushing against his ear as I whispered, "He had me bent over the bed, fucking me so hard I could feel it in my throat. He spanked me, Mike.