3. Temptation

Kia’s breath grew rapid and shallow as Byan's fingers danced quicker across her body. The pleasure coursing through her made Kia unconsciously bite down on Byan's shoulder.

She felt like she was drowning in a sea of ecstasy, and it didn’t take long for her to reach that ultimate peak, the climax that shattered her mind and body.

Byan's skilled fingers moved wildly, causing Kia to cry out his name as waves of desire crashed over her.

Byan grinned with satisfaction as he watched Kia’s sensual body writhe and arch. The urge to taste her was overwhelming, and he immediately brought his own fingers to his lips.

Kia, still trying to catch her breath after her release, noticed Byan savoring his slick fingers. She was mesmerized by the sight.

“What?” Byan asked, noticing her staring intently at him.

“Aren't you disgusted?” Kia asked, puzzled.

“Nope. I like the taste,” Byan replied with a smirk, moving closer to whisper in her ear. “And now, I think I want to taste it directly.” His head slowly descended, kissing parts of Kia’s body as he made his way to her pink world, which left him in awe.

Kia's beauty was mesmerizing, resembling a blooming pink rose, making him eager to taste her directly.

Byan's head slowly disappeared between her smooth, spread thighs. He planted a few kisses before devouring her hungrily, without mercy.

Kia let out a small cry as she felt the ferocious assault of Byan's tongue and mouth on her most sensitive spot. She hadn’t even fully recovered, and now she had to endure Byan’s wild attack once more.

She couldn’t hold back her screams of pleasure as Byan treated her like his favorite toy.

When Kia felt the waves building up inside her, she gripped Byan's hair tightly. And as the wave broke in her belly, she cried out Byan’s name once more, her voice raspy and filled with moans.

Byan welcomed Kia's climax with joy, savoring every drop without leaving any behind, not even the traces that sprinkled her inner thighs.

He lifted his head to look at Kia, who was now lying limp and exhausted after two intense releases. A small grin appeared on his lips once again. He had seen and tasted Kia's body, and now it was time to experience it fully.

Byan stripped off his remaining clothes, consisting of dark brown bartender trousers and boxer briefs. He smiled as he saw Kia open her eyes and look at him with a dazed expression.

“I’m ready for the main course now,” Byan whispered eagerly, his eyes filled with desire as he looked at Kia.

Kia’s gaze immediately dropped from Byan's handsome face to... his weapon. Her eyes widened in shock.

“What?” Byan asked, noticing her staring at his lower half in shock.

“It’s... big,” she murmured, wincing slightly.

Byan chuckled softly. “And?”

“Just... go slow, okay?” Kia was a bit scared by the XXL size, which made her shiver. She might have acted like a tease with other men, but in reality, she had only ever been with Alex, and Alex wasn’t nearly as big as Byan. Damn. Would that thing even fit inside her?

Kia watched as Byan began kissing her stomach and licking her navel. He seemed to sense her anxiety, choosing to relax her first instead of diving in right away.

“I’m going to enter you now,” Byan whispered, looking into Kia’s half-lidded, seductive eyes.

Kia nodded, her eyes half-closed, as she was once again lost in the sensation of Byan's tongue on her stomach, making her squirm with pleasure.

There was no doubt now—this man was definitely a high-class gigolo. Kia felt completely serviced, enjoying every bit of what Byan had done to her tonight. He was also incredibly handsome and skilled at giving massages. Oh, she’d gladly pay double for everything he’d done to her tonight!

“Yes...” Kia whispered softly. “Take me now, Byan. I want you.”

***

A long, raspy moan filled the air as Byan moved off of Kia’s body, which lay face down on the bed.

He tried to steady his ragged breath, closing his eyes as he did so.

God. After three years, he finally felt the heat of a woman's body again.

Byan turned his head to the side, where Kia lay motionless from exhaustion, still in the same position, face turned towards him.

Her eyes were completely closed, indicating that she had already drifted off into sleep.

Byan immediately felt guilty. Kia must be so tired after non-stop lovemaking for three hours with him. He had forgotten his promise to himself not to rush things, to treat the first woman who had aroused him in three years with more care.

But intentions aside, reality had played out differently.

He looked at Kia’s body, glowing with sweat, which only heightened her perfect sensual aura. Oh God. Don’t tell him he still wanted her!

Byan groaned in frustration as he realized his weapon was already ready for action again, even though it had only been a few minutes since he last climaxed inside Kia.

“I won’t listen to you,” Byan grumbled in irritation, glancing down at his lower half. “That girl is already exhausted, so this has to stop!”

Byan quickly got out of bed, intending to handle things solo in the bathroom while also cleaning himself up. But then he remembered something.

He reached for the white bathrobe neatly folded on the table and put it on haphazardly. His hand grabbed his phone, which had fallen to the floor when he hastily undressed.

His fingers quickly typed out a message to someone. He wouldn’t call—just a short message would do. He knew that what he was about to say would cause a stir, provoke countless questions, and he was not in the mood to answer any of them.

((Cancel the therapy with Dr. Galen. I’ve found a woman who can make me want to have sex again.))

After sending the message, Byan immediately turned off his phone. For the sake of his peace of mind.

He glanced back at Kia, who was still deep in sleep. A small smile unconsciously curled his lips, not realizing that he would always smile whenever he looked at this girl named Kia.

And suddenly, his body moved back towards the bed, as if there was an invisible magnet constantly pulling him back to Kia.

Byan pulled the blanket over her naked body, for her own good. He didn’t know if he could resist his urges if he continued to stare at that beautiful sight.

One of his hands reflexively reached out to smooth her straight, black hair, which was messy but sexy. Kia didn’t seem bothered at all by Byan’s movements. How could someone still be this perfect while deep in sleep?

Kia. Who is she?

Byan stared intently at her peaceful sleeping face, trying to analyze why this woman was able to rekindle his lost desire for women.

No, he wasn’t gay. He still admired beautiful women. But somehow... his desire would disappear the moment those women approached and flirted with him.

He had no interest in being in a relationship with anyone, ever since his wife, who had been pregnant with their child, died in an accident three years ago.

Eventually, he began to feel lonely.

Byan finally decided to see a psychiatrist and made an appointment to start therapy to treat his strange condition.

But he had just canceled that appointment after what had just happened.

Byan had felt something strange in himself when he saw this beautiful woman with dreamy eyes enter the club. Her tight black dress with a low neckline had drawn every man's attention to her.

The woman whose face had initially seemed so sad as she ordered an alcoholic drink, but who had turned playful and flirtatious when men approached her.

Byan was used to disguising himself as one of the bartenders at the club, a job he used to do before he finally became the owner of the nightclub.

And tonight, for the first time, he found himself captivated by Kia. A woman who had managed to tempt him. And make love to him.