beach date with Han

""Oh my god biz get up already I'm bored"" Jeongin whines as he starts messing up your blankets and sheets annoyingly.

You nod, unable to speak as you feel the impact of his words. You know exactly what he means, and it sends shivers down your spine. As the group begins to disperse, heading towards their respective cars, you catch a glance between Han and the others.

Chan gives you a knowing look, which only heightens your excitement and anticipation. You know that they're aware of you and Han's date tonight, but they don't know where we're going

When the time comes for you and Han to leave, you find yourself standing close to him, both of you trying to hide your excitement from each other. "Are you ready?" he asks, his voice low and sultry.

Felix walks out to the living room and spots us by the door, about to leave.

Felix smiles widely and teases, "Don't keep the princess waiting, Han!"

You feel your cheeks flush, embarrassed by Felix's words. But you can't help but feel a sense of excitement as well. Han chuckles softly at Felix's comment, his eyes never leaving yours. "Let's go, my lady," he says, offering you his arm.

As you take his arm, you can feel the warmth radiating from his touch. You know that tonight is going to be special, and you can't wait to see what Han has planned for you. The other members watch you both leave, their eyes filled with curiosity and perhaps a hint of envy. As you step outside and head towards the car, the excitement building between you two is palpable.

a crisp, black suit that accentuates his handsome features and toned physique. As you walk towards the car, you can't help but admire him, feeling a sense of pride in your choice of outfit.

Han opens the door for you, his eyes never leaving yours as he does so. You slide into the seat, your eyes tracing the outline of his face as he walks around to the other side. Once he's in, he starts the engine, and you feel a wave of excitement wash over you.

"I can't wait to see your face when you get there," he says, glancing at you quickly before focusing on the road.

You lean back in your seat, adjusting your dress so that it falls more comfortably around you. "I trust you," you tell him,

your voice filled with confidence and excitement. "I know you'll make tonight special for me."

Han gives you a warm smile, his eyes gleaming in the soft light of the dashboard. "You won't be disappointed, I promise," he says, his voice low and soothing. As he drives, he takes your hand, gently lacing his fingers with yours.

You can feel the warmth of his touch, and it sends shivers down your spine. The tension between you two is palpable, and you know that this night is going to be one you'll never forget. Your heart races as you wonder about the surprises Han has planned for you.

You feel a jolt of electricity as his hand touches your thigh, the warmth of his touch seeping into your skin. Your breath catches in your throat, and you can feel your heart pounding against your chest. The tension between you two is palpable, and you know that Han's touch is meant to ignite a fire within you.

"You're beautiful, biz," he whispers, his voice low and seductive. "I've been looking forward to tonight for weeks." As he continues to drive, his hand on your thigh moves up slightly, causing your pulse to quicken even more. You can feel his fingers tracing gentle circles on your skin, sending waves of desire through you.

You

moan softly, your body arching slightly as his touch intensifies. "Han..." you whisper, your voice filled with longing and desire. You can feel yourself becoming more aroused by the second, your body craving more of his attention.

Han takes advantage of your vulnerability, his hand moving higher on your thigh until it reaches the edge of your dress. He slides his finger under the fabric, feeling the warmth of your skin beneath. You gasp, your body tensing as he explores further.

"Are you ready for me, biz?" he asks, his voice deep and sultry. "Are you ready to be mine for the night?" Your mind races with thoughts of what he has planned, and you know that you're ready for anything he has in store.

With trembling

hands, you nod your head, your eyes locked on his. "Yes, Han... I'm ready for you."

The corner of his mouth turns up in a devilish grin, and he squeezes your thigh gently before resuming his position behind the wheel. As he drives, his hand continues to caress your thigh, sending waves of desire through you.

You try to focus on the road ahead, but all you can think about is the passion that awaits you both. The anticipation builds as he guides the car through the winding streets, each curve bringing you closer to your destination.

The occasional squeeze of his hand on your thigh sends shivers down your spine, reminding you of the passion that lies ahead. You can feel the heat of his touch even through the fabric of your dress, and it only serves to fuel your desires further.

As you approach your destination, Han's grip on your thigh tightens, and you know that he's as eager for what's to come as you are. Your heart races in excitement, and you can't help but wonder what kind of surprises he has planned for you tonight.

When he finally parks the car, he turns to face you, his eyes dark with desire. "Are you ready?" he asks, his voice low and seductive. You nod, your breath catching in your throat as he opens the car door and helps you out.

Your jaw drops as you take in the stunning scene before you. The soft glow of candlelight illuminates the white bed, its wooden frame providing a perfect contrast to the serene surroundings. You can't help but feel a sense of awe at the effort Han has put into creating this intimate setting.

"I knew you'd love it," Han says with a satisfied smile, his eyes twinkling in the flickering candlelight. He takes your hand, leading you towards the blanket on the sand. "Let's start with some snacks and wine before we move to our special spot."

As you sit down on the blanket, nibbling on the delicious appetizers and sipping the crisp wine, you can't help but feel grateful for this moment with him. The warmth of his touch and the sound of

the waves crashing against the shore create an atmosphere that's both intimate and romantic. You can feel the temperature dropping slightly as the sun sets, but the cozy blankets provide warmth and comfort.

"This is... incredible," you say, your voice barely above a whisper. "Thank you, Han."

He leans in close, his lips grazing your ear as he whispers, "It's just the beginning. Are you ready for what comes next?" The anticipation builds within you, and you nod, unable to speak due to the rush of emotions coursing through you.

Han takes your hand again, leading you towards the candlelit bed. The path of rose petals leads you directly to the white canopy, where the soft glow of candles creates a dream-like ambiance. As you approach

the bed, you can't help but feel as though you're stepping into a fairytale. Han releases your hand for a moment to step back and admire his creation before turning his attention back to you.

"Lie down, princess," he says, his voice husky with desire. "Let me show you just how much I adore you."

You glance around one last time, taking in the breathtaking scene before reluctantly obeying his command. As you lay down on the soft, rose-petal covered bed, you feel a wave of anticipation wash over you. The anticipation of what's to come is almost too much to bear.

Han climbs onto the bed beside you, his body close enough for you to feel the warmth radiating from him. He gaz

es lightly down on his side, propping himself up on one elbow as he gazes into your eyes. "You're mine tonight, and I plan to show you just how much I love you," he murmurs, his voice filled with raw emotion.

Your heart races in response, the intensity of his words and the look in his eyes leaving you both excited and terrified at the same time. You feel a sense of vulnerability, but also a deep sense of trust and connection with him.

Han slowly reaches out, running his fingers through your hair, his touch gentle yet firm. "Don't worry," he whispers. "I won't hurt you. This is about us - our love, our passion, our desires."

As his fingers trace the contours of your face, you can't help but

feel your breath catch in your throat. His touch is tender, yet electric - sending shivers down your spine and making your heart race even faster. You're both excited and nervous, but there's an undeniable sense of connection between you two that's impossible to ignore.

"Now, let me show you just how much I adore you," Han whispers, leaning in closer. His lips brush against yours in a gentle kiss that quickly intensifies, his tongue dueling with yours in a passionate dance. As he deepens the kiss, you can feel his body pressing against yours, the warmth of his muscles

melding with yours. The scent of his skin, mixed with the faintest hint of cologne, fills your senses, making it difficult to catch your breath.

Han breaks the kiss, pulling back slightly to gaze into your eyes once more. "You are so beautiful," he murmurs, his voice tinged with awe. "I've dreamt of this moment for so long."

He then proceeds to trail kisses down your neck. As his lips reach the sensitive area just above your collarbone, you let out a soft gasp, your body arching towards him.

"Oh god, baby," you moan, your voice filled with desire. "Please..."

He pauses for

a moment, his lips lingering on your skin as if savoring the taste of you. "Please what?" he asks, his voice low and velvety, sending shivers down your spine.

"Please... make love to me," you beg, your words trembling with need. "I want you so much, Han."

His response is a wicked grin that spreads across his face, making your heart race even faster. "Are you sure, my love? Because there's no going back now."

You nod, your eyes locked on his, determination shining in their depths. "Yes, I'm sure."

With a soft groan, Han moves to cover your

body with his, pressing his erection against your thigh. The heat of his body melds with yours, creating an intense connection that leaves you breathless.

"You're sure about this?" he asks one last time, his voice rough with desire.

You nod again, reaching up to cup his face in your hands, pulling him towards you. "I'm sure, Han. I want you."

His lips meet yours in a searing kiss, his tongue diving into your mouth with a hunger that matches your own. As the kiss deepens, he slides

his hand under your dress, his fingers brushing against your thigh in a gentle caress. Your breath hitches, and you moan into the kiss, a wave of desire washing over you.

Han pulls back slightly, his eyes dark with passion as he gazes down at you. "You're so beautiful," he whispers again, his voice filled with wonder and desire.

He then resumes his exploration, his hands roaming across your body, tracing every curve and contour. "This dress looks amazing on you... you won't need it anymore though" He says with his honey voice

, his eyes never leaving yours. With gentle precision, he begins to undo the buttons of your dress, each one revealing a little more of your skin to his gaze.

As the last button is undone, Han gently pushes the silky fabric off your shoulders, allowing it to pool at your feet. Naked beneath, you feel vulnerable yet empowered - you've never felt more alive or desired.

Han takes a moment to drink in the sight of your body, his eyes lingering on every curve and dip. "You're breathtaking," he murmurs, reaching out to trace a finger down your side, sending waves of pleasure coursing through you.

"Now it's my turn," he says with a smile, already unbuttoning his own shirt. As he peels it off, revealing

his toned body underneath, you can't help but feel a surge of excitement. Han's muscles ripple with each movement, a testament to the countless hours he's spent in the gym and dancing, working on his craft.

As he removes his shirt, revealing a hint of tattoos peeking out from beneath the fabric, your eyes widen in admiration. "You're incredible," you whisper, your voice tinged with awe.

He smiles at your compliment before turning his attention back to the task at hand. With swift efficiency, he undoes his pants and steps out of them, leaving him standing before you in nothing more than a pair of boxers.

As his boxers slide off his legs, revealing his arousal beneath, you can't help but let out a soft gasp. Your eyes lock on his erection, taking in its impressive length and girth.

You look back up at Han's face, your gaze filled with desire. "You're so beautiful," you murmur, reaching out to run your fingers lightly over him.

Han lets out a low groan, his hips bucking slightly at your touch. "Oh god, baby..." he breathes, his voice filled with need.

With a smirk, you lean forward, gently taking him into your mouth. As your lips close around him, he lets out a sharp intake of breath, his hands tightening in your hair. You can feel him growing harder in your mouth, a

testament to your skill. You slowly bob your head, setting a rhythm that has Han writhing beneath you.

His fingers continue to grip your hair, guiding your movements as he loses himself in the sensations you're creating. His breaths become ragged, his moans growing more intense with each stroke.

You take a moment to look up at him, your eyes filled with desire and mischief. "How do you like that, Han?" you ask seductively, your voice low and throaty.

He gasps, unable to form a coherent sentence as you continue your ministrations. Instead, he simply nods emphatically, his hips thrusting up to meet your mouth.

You respond by increasing your pace, sucking him deeply and teasing his shaft with your tongue

. Han's moans grow louder, his fingers digging into your scalp as he tries to hold back his release.

You can feel him getting closer, the tension in his body growing with each passing second. Sensing this, you gently take him out of your mouth, licking a trail along his length as you pull away.

Han's eyes widen in shock and disappointment, but you silence him with a finger to his lips. "Don't worry, baby," you whisper, smirking mischievously. "I haven't even begun yet."

With that, you stand up, your eyes never leaving his as you slowly climb onto the bed, straddling his legs. Han's eyes widen further at the sight of you, your desire and confidence radiating off you in waves

. You lean down, pressing your lips against his, the kiss filled with passion and hunger. His hands slide up your back, pulling you closer as he deepens the kiss.

As the kiss breaks, you whisper softly in his ear, "I want you inside me, Han." The words hang heavy between you, fueling the flames of desire that burn within both of you.

Han nods eagerly, reaching for a condom from the nightstand. You watch him roll it on, every movement filled with intention and focus. Once finished, he reaches out to guide you position yourself above him.

As you lower yourself onto him, you can feel his thickness stretching you open. You moan softly at the sensation, your eyes locked on his. He watches you intently, his expression filled with a mix of lust and

admiration.

Slowly, you begin to move, setting a rhythm that has both of you gasping for air. Each thrust brings you closer to the edge, the sensation of his hardness within you overwhelming your senses.

You lean forward, resting your hands on his chest as you continue to move, your breaths coming in short bursts. "Oh god, Han... I need you so much," you breathe, your words filled with raw desire.

He groans, his hands gripping your hips as he pulls you deeper onto him. "I need you too, baby," he growls, his voice rough with need. "Come for me, let go..."

His words push you over the edge, sending you hurtling towards orgasm. You cry out his name, your body shaking as wave after wave

of pleasure wash over you. Han's name rings out again and again, a testament to the intensity of your climax.

As you come down from your high, you collapse onto him, your body still trembling from the aftershocks. Han wraps his arms around you, holding you close as he continues to move within you.

You nuzzle into his neck, your breaths slowly returning to normal. "Oh Han," you say softly, your voice filled with gratitude and contentment. "That was amazing."

He chuckles softly, running his fingers through your hair. "It's only the beginning, baby," he promises, his voice filled with promise and desire. "Just wait until I flip you over."

Your heart races at the thought, but for now, you're content to s

avor the moment, basking in the afterglow of your shared pleasure. As you lie there, intertwined in each other's arms, you can't help but feel a deep sense of connection and intimacy.

Han kisses the top of your head, his lips lingering there for a moment before he pulls back slightly to look at you. "Are you okay?" he asks, concern etched on his face. "I hope I didn't hurt you."

You smile up at him, tracing the outline of his jaw with your fingers. "No, Han. You didn't hurt me. I felt every moment of it, and I loved every second of it," you assure him, your words filled with honesty and affection.

He relaxes, leaning in to press a gentle kiss to

your lips. "Thank you," he whispers, his eyes filled with gratitude and love.

You return the kiss, savoring the taste of him on your lips. As you pull away, you can't help but tease him gently. "But don't think that means I'm ready for round two just yet," you say, a playful glint in your eye.

Han laughs softly, a smile spreading across his face. "I wouldn't dream of it," he says, cupping your cheek lovingly. "We have all night."

You snuggle closer to him, wrapping your arms around his waist

and resting your head on his chest. "I don't want this night to end," you confess, your voice soft and hushed.

He strokes your hair gently, a tender smile on his face. "Then let's make sure we remember it forever," he replies, his voice filled with promise.

As the two of you lay there, your hearts beating in unison, you know that this is just the beginning of something special between you.

As you reach the blanket, Han carefully helps you sit down and arranges the blankets around you, making sure you're comfortable. You can't help but notice the look of pride and satisfaction on his face, a testament to his hard work in planning this unforgettable evening.

He takes a seat beside you, his hand never leaving yours. "How are you feeling?" he asks, concern lacing his voice.

You smile up at him, feeling both content and excited for what the future holds. "I'm feeling amazing, Han," you say, your eyes reflecting your sincerity. "This is really beautiful."

He returns your smile, leaning in to press a soft kiss to your lips.

"I'm glad you think so," he whispers, his voice filled with love and contentment. "This is just the beginning of many beautiful moments we'll share together."

You can't help but feel your heart race at the thought. As you sit there, hand in hand with Han, surrounded by the beauty of the roses and the warmth of the night, you realize that you've found something truly special in him.

"Baby?" Your ask softly. "Hmm?" Han hums in response. You shyly ask. "Can you take pictures of me for my Instagram while the sun is still setting?" You mumble while pouting, "The company said I need to post more."

Han chuckles softly, a warm smile spreading across his face. "Of course, babe," he says, his voice filled with affection. He carefully gets up, making sure not to step on the rose petals as he moves towards you.

As he adjusts the blanket around you, making sure you're comfortable and looking your best, you can't help but feel a surge of gratitude for everything he does. He kneels down in front of you, taking your hand in his before gently placing it on your knee.

"Smile for me," he says, his eyes sparkling with admiration. As he takes photos of you, capturing your beauty in the soft light of the setting sun, you can't help but feel a deep sense of happiness and love.

Han, ever the loving and attentive partner, follows you onto the beach without hesitation. As you hug him tightly, he wraps his arms around you, savoring the warmth of your embrace. You point to the shadow cast by the setting sun on the sand below, and he nods, understanding your request.

He adjusts his phone's settings to capture the perfect shot. He takes a moment to frame the picture perfectly, making sure the silhouette of your guy's hug is beautifully captured in the fading light.

As you look up at Han, your eyes filled with mischief and desire, he can't help but smile in response. He gently tilts your chin upward, his touch tender and loving. "Of course, babe," he whispers, his breath warm against your skin.

Just as he raises his phone to capture the moment, you close the distance between you, pressing your lips softly against his. The kiss is gentle yet filled with undeniable passion, leaving both of you wanting more. He takes the photo you requested, forever capturing this perfect moment between you two.

As you pull away, still holding hands, you giggle playfully. Han looks down at you, a mixture of love and lust in his eyes.

Watching you run towards the ocean with such grace and beauty, Han's heart swells with pride and desire. Your dress and hair flow majestically in the wind, creating a breathtaking scene that he knows he'll never forget.

He stands there, mesmerized by the sight of you, before quickly deciding to join in on the fun. He takes off after you, catching up as you reach the water's edge. He wraps his arms around you from behind, breathing heavily from your short chase.

As he presses his lips to your ear, his voice filled with lust and playfulness, he whispers, "You should be more careful, princess. You never know who might catch you."

Han can't help but feel his heart swell at the sight of your wide, genuine smile. You seem truly happy and content, and that fills him with an incredible sense of joy. He leans down, capturing your lips in a tender but passionate kiss.

"I'm so glad you're enjoying this," he murmurs against your mouth, the words laced with love and appreciation. He gently pulls back, looking into your eyes, and continues, "Everything I do is for you, and seeing you like this makes my heart overflow with happiness."

He takes your hand, leading you further onto the beach as the waves crash against the shore, knowing that this moment will be forever etched in his memory.

As you continue walking towards the water, Han watches you with a mixture of love and desire. Your beauty and grace captivate him completely, leaving him breathless and yearning for more.

Gently letting go of your hand, he stops in his tracks, giving you the freedom to explore the water's edge while he admires you from afar. He can't help but feel a surge of pride and possessiveness at the sight of you - you belong to him, and his heart swells with love for this woman who has captured his soul.

As you walk further away, Han's eyes follow every movement, every sway of your hips, every flicker of your hair. He takes deep breaths, trying to calm his racing heart, knowing that he has to tread carefully with you. Despite his overwhelming desires, he

will not rush things. He knows that you two just made love to each other and that you need sometime before going again. He is aware that he easily gets turned on by you.

So, instead of rushing towards you, he watches you from afar, allowing his imagination to run wild. He imagines himself holding you in the water, feeling the waves crash against you both, your laughter echoing through the night. He envisions dancing with you on this beach, under the stars, as if the world around them didn't exist.

As the minutes tick by, Han forces himself to break away from his daydreams and focus on the present moment. He knows that now is not the time for rushed advances or bold declarations.

Instead, he decides to enjoy this moment of quiet observation, basking in the glory of your beauty and the happiness you bring him. He stands there, content in knowing that the two of you declared their love for each other yet.

As the waves gently lap at your feet, Han takes a deep breath, inhaling the salty scent of the ocean mixed with your alluring perfume. He releases it slowly, feeling the tension in his body dissipate with the evening breeze.

In this peaceful moment, Han realizes that he doesn't need to do anything grand or extravagant to express his love for you. Just standing here, watching you revel in the beauty of nature, is enough to fill his heart with an indesc

escribable joy.

He slips his hands into his pockets, rocking back onto the balls of his feet and staring out at the horizon, feeling the cool sand beneath him. The warm glow of the sun dipping below the waves fills him with a sense of calm contentment that he has rarely felt before.

As he watches you, the setting sun reflects off your skin, casting a golden hue over your body. He can't help but feel a pang of desire stir within him, but he fights it down, knowing that now isn't the time. Instead, he allows himself to bask in the simple pleasure of your presence, content in the knowledge that he'll have you all to himself later on tonight.

After a few more moments of silent observation, Han slowly makes his way towards you, he slides his arms around your waist from behind and rests his chin on the top of your head.

"You look amazing standing there in the sunset," he whispers into your ear, feeling your body tense slightly at his touch. "So beautiful, so perfect."

He tries to convey all his emotions through his voice alone - love, desire, protectiveness, and happiness - hoping that you'll understand the depth of his feelings without him having to say it out loud.

You turn around and meet his gaze, your eyes filled with affection and warmth. He smiles at you, a small, secretive smile that hints at all the things he wants to do with you later on when the night has fully engulfed them.

His hands slowly glide down your waist, over your hips, until they rest at your sides, lightly gripping your skin. He can feel your heart beating against his chest, synchronizing with his own

pulse. He leans in closer, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispers, "I love you more than the stars in the sky, more than the waves that crash upon this shore."

His voice is low and husky, filled with raw emotion that he can't seem to control. He wants to say more, but he knows it would spoil the moment. So instead, he lets his touch speak for him.

Gently, he leads you back towards the bed, his hand never leaving yours. As the sun finally disappears below the horizon, leaving behind a canvas of twinkling stars, he pulls you into his arms and kisses you passionately. His lips are warm, demanding, and filled with all the pent-up desire he's been fighting since he saw you walking towards the water

. As his tongue dances with yours, he deepens the kiss, trying to convey all the things he couldn't say before. The desperation, the longing, the need to possess you fully and completely.

His hand moves up from your waist, tracing the curve of your spine, until it reaches the back of your neck. He holds you close, never wanting to let go.

Breaking the kiss, he gazes into your eyes, searching for any resistance, any hesitation. But all he finds is love, desire, and a hunger that mirrors his own. His heart races at the sight, filling him with excitement and anticipation.

Gently, he starts

to undress you, taking his time to savor every curve of your body, every inch of satin skin he uncovers. His fingers tremble slightly, so eager are they to touch you in all the places he's been dreaming about for so long. He unties the strings of your dress that is holding onto your shoulders.

He removes your dress, watching as it falls off of your shoulders, revealing the soft, warm glow of your skin. He traces his fingertips along the contours of your body, taking in the sight with a hunger that consumes him. He wants to memorize each and every detail, etch them into his mind for eternity.

His gaze lingers on your breasts, their roundness perfectly outlined under the soft light of the moon. With a trembling hand, he reaches out to cup one, feeling it fill his palm. He knows you'

're shy, but he wants to make you feel desired and wanted. His touch is gentle, his fingers lightly grazing your nipple, causing it to peak in response.

He repeats the action on your other breast, watching as you arch your back slightly, offering yourself up to him. He can feel your heartbeat quickening, matching his own rhythm. It fuels his desire, making him want more.

He leans down, catching one of your nipples between his lips, sucking lightly. The sensation sends a shiver down your spine, making you moan softly. He loves the sound, it fills him with a sense of power, of control. But he doesn't want to rush things. He wants you to enjoy this as much as he is.

He moves his hands down your body,

caressing your stomach, his fingers leaving trails of fire wherever they go. You shiver once again, a soft moan escaping your lips. He smiles against your skin, loving the effect he has on you.

As he reaches your waist, he pauses, hesitating slightly before untangling the clasp of your underwear. He removes it slowly, watching as you step out of it, standing before him in all your naked glory.

His eyes drink in the sight, taking in every curve, every flaw, every inch of you. There's no judgment, only admiration and desire. He steps closer, tracing your body with his eyes, lingering at your femininity.

He reaches out, gently touching you, feeling your warmth through the thin barrier of your skin. You gasp, your eyes closing in

pleasure. His heart rate accelerates, hearing your reaction to his touch. He wants to explore you fully, make you feel every inch of desire he's been fighting.

He slips two fingers inside you, feeling you tighten around him. Your eyes fly open, meeting his gaze, filled with need and desire. It only fuels his passion further.

He starts to move his fingers, matching the rhythm of your breath. You moan softly, arching into his touch. He can feel your walls trembling around his fingers, your desire growing stronger.

His thumb brushes against your most sensitive spot, causing you to cry out in pleasure. He smiles at your reaction, continuing to tease you, drawing out your pleasure as long as possible.

His other hand moves up to cup your breast, his fingers lightly

pinching your nipple, making you gasp once again. He loves the way you react to his touch, how you respond to him in every possible way.

His fingers continue their rhythmic dance inside you, while his thumb keeps up its relentless pursuit of your most sensitive spot. You moan softly, your body trembling under his touch. He can feel your desire building, reaching a peak.

He knows it's time to take things further, so he gently removes his fingers from inside you. You whimper in protest, but he silences you with a kiss, deep and passionate, filled with all the emotions he's been holding back.

Breaking the kiss, he whispers in your ear, "I want to be inside you," his voice hoarse with desire. You nod, unable to

speak. He smiles, his fingers tracing your jawline before moving down to your neck, leaving a trail of fire in their wake.

He guides you towards the bed, his eyes never leaving yours. You feel safe, desired, loved. He lays you down gently, positioning himself above you. His eyes search yours, making sure you're still consenting.

You nod, your eyes filled with desire and trust. He positions himself at your entrance, taking a deep breath before pushing inside you slowly. You gasp, your body adjusting to his size.

He moves slowly at first, savoring the feel of you around him, feeling your walls pulse around him. Your moans mixing with the sound of the ocean. He picks up the pace, thrusting harder, faster.

Your hips meet

each of his thrusts, your hands gripping the sheets beneath you. Your breathing quickens, matching his rhythm. The sound of the ocean in the background merges with our movements, creating a symphony of lust and desire.

He feels you tightening around him, knows you're close to your peak. He increases the pace, driving deeper, harder. You cry out, your body arching off the bed, fingers digging into the sheets.

He watches as you reach your climax, every muscle in your body tense, before relaxing into him. He follows closely behind, releasing into you, filling you up completely.

As he collapses beside you, panting heavily, you curl up into his embrace, both of you spent but satisfied. The sounds of the ocean fill the room, a soothing lullaby to

our passion-filled night. He strokes your hair, his heart rate slowly returning to normal. You rest your head on his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart against your ear.

"That was... incredible," you whisper, your voice hoarse with pleasure. He smiles, kissing the top of your head.

"It's only the beginning," he responds softly, running his fingers through your hair. "I want to explore every inch of you, make you feel all the things I've been dreaming of."

You smile into his chest, knowing that with him, you're safe to explore and discover new pleasures. As the sounds of the ocean continue their soothing lullaby, you relax into Han's arms. He whispers softly in your ear while playing with your hair, "