Love of Silom

Chapter 11 - The More Secret, the More Allure.

 

What time is it...?

I groggily opened my eyes. The unfamiliar surroundings and the soft yellow light from the bedside lamp on the other side reminded me that this wasn't my usual bedroom but the condo I had just moved into.

 

"You're awake?" A deep voice beside me made me turn to look.

 

"Krit," I smiled, still drowsy.

 

He was sitting against the headboard next to me, seemingly playing on his phone. It felt surreal to see him sitting here, on the same bed as me. It was a dream I never dared to dream, yet it had come true. I moved closer and slid my hand around his waist.

 

"Why are you up, Krit? What time is it?"

"5:30 a.m."

 

"Go back to sleep," I mumbled. We had only fallen asleep around 3 a.m. Don't ask what we were doing until 3 or 4 in the morning; it definitely wasn't rock-paper-scissors.

 

"I have to leave soon."

 

His words snapped me awake. I stared at him in shock, only now noticing that Krit was already dressed. I rubbed my eyes and sat up, unsure how to feel. Just moments ago, I was so happy to wake up and see him beside me. But the moment he said he was leaving, a wave of sadness washed over me.

 

"I have work today. If I leave too late, I'll be late," Krit said. "I just wanted to let you know so you wouldn't think I just left without saying anything."

 

My heart melted when I heard that. I suddenly felt envious of myself...Find yourself a man who truly cares about your feelings. I pulled his hand to my lips and kissed it, then pressed it against my cheek.

 

"I don't want you to leave." He gently shook my head.

 

"Having a police officer as a boyfriend means you have to get used to unpredictable schedules. Sometimes, if something comes up, I can't control my time. Even on holidays, I can't take long vacations like others."

 

Police Boyfriend 101, huh? I need to ace this subject. I nodded vigorously, my cheeks almost splitting from trying to hold back a smile. "I understand, Krit. Don't worry."

 

"Go back to sleep. I'll head out on my own."

He kissed my cheek before getting up. I moved to get up too.

 

"Let me walk you to the elevator. My boyfriend is too handsome to be left alone. Someone might snatch him on the way.

 

We walked out of the room together. When we reached the elevator, that sense of longing hit me again. I asked, "When will I see you again?"

 

He paused to think. "What time do you start work?"

"Around 9 p.m."

 

"Then how about I pick you up for dinner this evening and drop you off afterwards?" 

 

"Really?" My eyes lit up. My overly excited expression made Krit chuckle.

 

"Why would I lie?" He pinched my cheek.

"Get ready. I'll call when I'm here."

 

"See you this evening."

 

I waved goodbye, smiling at him. After Krit left, I walked back to my room. Part of me wanted to give him my room keycard, but I was afraid it might be too forward. He said we were boyfriends, but shouldn't we wait a bit longer? It hadn't even been twenty-four hours yet. What if he changed his mind by the twenty-fifth hour? My heart would shatter into pieces.

 

I went back to bed and hugged the pillow Krit had used last night. His scent still lingered. It wasn't just his scent-his touch was etched in my heart too. I knew I was falling for him hard. But what could I do? I didn't want to hold back. Loving someone so much that it hurt—this was what it felt like. I buried my face in the pillow and closed my eyes.

 

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When I woke up again, it was already 3 p.m. I got up, showered, and got dressed. As I was putting on my clothes, I glanced at the mirror. Lately, I've been strict with my diet and exercise, so my muscles have been looking good. It wasn't obvious with clothes on, but if I took my shirt off, it was a different story, especially my arms and abs. I smirked when I saw the kiss marks on my chest and lower abdomen that Krit had left.

 

After getting dressed, I decided to go downstairs to buy some drinks to stock the fridge. As I opened my door, I saw Thai coming out of his room at the same time.

"Hey, you disappeared all night," Thai greeted me first.

 

"I was just about to knock on your door to check if you were still alive or if you'd been murdered and stuffed in a closet." I smiled at him.

 

"I just woke up."

 

Thai walked over, crossed his arms, and scanned my body. I was wearing an oversized T-shirt and long pants, and I'd used concealer to cover the red marks near my collar. So, I met hıs gaze calmly.

 

"How was last night? Is your chastity still intact?"

I burst out laughing.

 

"What the hell, Thai... What kind of question is that?"

"Well, answer me."

 

"Nothing happened. He just left this morning."

"Damn..."

 

Thai drawled, his eyes sparkling mischievously.

 

"What kind of 'furniture assembly' requires an overnight stay? More like assembling each other, huh? So, how was it? Was Officer Krit as delicious as you'd hoped?"

 

"What are you talking about? We just held hands and slept."

 

"Pfft! Like I'd believe that. I was going to ask you to grab some food, but I guess I don't need to anymore. You look so damn satisfied-you're probably still too full."

 

"I can't go anywhere. My boyfriend's picking me up soon."

"Boyfriend?"

.

"Yeah, we're officially together now," I said, raising an eyebrow. Thai grinned widely. He grabbed me in a headlock and pulled my hair.

 

"You sly dog. What did you do to make him fall for you like that?"

"A few moves here and there," I laughed. "Easy now, you'll mess up my hair.?

 

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That evening, Krit picked me up right on time.

 

"I'll be down in a minute," I said cheerfully over the phone.

 

When I got to the lobby, I glanced through the glass wall toward the parking lot. Krit's car was parked outside, but he wasn't standing by it. He was waiting inside the car. I quickly checked my reflection in the mirror near the exit before stepping outside.

 

"Did you wait long, Krit?" I greeted him as I opened the car door, then widened my eyes when I saw a massive bouquet of roses on the passenger seat. It was so big it took up the entire seat and spilt over to the side.

 

"Is this... for someone?" I pointed at the bouquet.

"It's for you"

 

I smiled so wide my cheeks almost hurt from trying to contain my emotions. He's so romantic. I'd never received anything like this before. The bouquet of roses was a deep red, and I pressed my nose against the velvety petals, feeling utterly overwhelmed.

 

"Thank you," I said, feeling shy but more delighted than anything. "I'll put these in my room first. I don't want to take them to work-someone might touch them."

 

Krit nodded with a smile. I leaned in to kiss his cheek before hauling the bouquet upstairs to my room. After that, Krit drove us to a restaurant near Sathorn. It was a house tucked away in a small alley—almost like a hidden gem. High walls enclosed the place, and the only sign of its existence was a tiny nameplate, no bigger than a palm, affixed to the entrance. Inside, the atmosphere was amazing. It was a mix of a restaurant and a bar, with live jazz music. There weren't many tables, and some corners were quite private. 

 

"This place is so nice," I said as we sat down. "How did you find it? If it were me, I'd walk past it every day and never know it was a restaurant."

 

"I stumbled upon it two years ago and kept coming back. Usually after work, when I just want to relax, listen to some music, have a drink, and then head home."

 

"Do you come alone?" I asked, half-teasing but genuinely curious.

 

"Alone," he replied with a faint smile. "But now I have someone to come with."

 

I felt a wave of giddiness wash over me. My heart raced as I looked at him. My boyfriend is so handsome, with a sharp nose, big expressive eyes, and full, kissable lips. His broad shoulders are perfect for leaning on. And right now, he's sitting here, looking straight into my eyes and smiling just for me. "I love you, Krit." He raised an eyebrow.

 

"Why the sudden confession?"

"I just felt like saying it."

 

"Hmm... That's good."

 

I could tell he was pleased. With our age gap, he probably saw me as the kind of kid who just speaks his mind without hesitation-unlike him, who thinks things through before saying anything.

 

"This morning, you had me enrol in 'Police Boyfriend Basics.' Now, how about we take a look at 'Host Boyfriend 101'?"

 

"Is this subject hard to pass?"

 

"Honestly, this should be easy because I'm already biased and want to keep him. But first, I need to know... are you really okay with my job, Krit?"

 

"I thought about it for a long time, but in the end, I just like Wayu too much. So, there's really no other answer. If I love you, I have to understand every part of your life. And it's not just about me understanding you—it has to go both ways."

 

"That's fair."

"What else?" I bit my knuckle.

 

"I don't want you coming to the bar while I'm working… and I don't want you watching the live stream either."

 

"Why?"

"Even if you try to understand, I don't think you could handle actually seeing me hug other people. You might be fine if it's a woman, but sometimes my customers are men. Things can slip in a drunken moment. I try to be careful—if they play tricks, I play them right back. But still, I don't want you to have to put up with that."

 

"Okay."

 

"And then there's the off-site work. I take on some jobs with customers I get along with—going out for meals or doing other activities. No sex, just hanging out as friends."

 

"What kind of activities?"

"Like playing sports or attending events, things like that."

 

"In that case, you have to tell me everything. No secrets between us. Deal?"

 

"Deal," I nodded. "Do you have anything else to add?"

 

"Why is today's lesson so intense?" I laughed. "I want to be with you for a long time, Krit. I don't want to be just a temporary boyfriend for a few days. That's why I want to talk about everything upfront."

 

Krit ran his finger along the stem of his glass, his sharp eyes locked on me as if deep in thought. I took a sip of water, feeling slightly nervous—and dying to know what was on his mind.

 

"I can't be open about our relationship. At least not right now," Krit said. "This isn't about you. The problem is on my side." I was stunned. "What about in the future?"

 

"I don't know when."

"Thanks for being honest with me."

 

Later, I found out that his family had been in the police force for generations. Krit's dad was a high-ranking officer, and his family was well-off but very strict and traditional. I could tell Krit didn't like talking about his family much. He had once considered pursuing a different career, but the only path he was allowed to take was becoming a police officer.

 

"If all of this is meant to scare me, it's not working. I grew up with patience. Why wouldn't I be able to wait? It was so hard for me to get to this point with you. I won't give up, no matter how long I have to wait. I believe it'll be worth it." Krit looked at me and smiled softly.

 

"You're so determined. It's adorable. You deserve a reward."

 

"What kind of reward?" I bit my lip, giving him a sweet yet challenging smile.

 

"Any kind."

 

His eyes were filled with sweetness and desire. Just looking at him made my stomach flutter. I subtly nudged his leg under the table and whispered, "I can't wait." But in the end, nothing happened that night. He dropped me off at work and then drove home, while I spent the whole night with butterflies in my stomach, only to have to channel it into work instead. It was a little frustrating, but what could I do?

 

We had different schedules and lived in separate places. If this kept up, I'd probably have to find a workaround like some steamy late-night calls with him instead... I really can't take it.

 

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Three days later, I handed him my room keycard when he came to my condo.

 

"A reward for the impressive bouquet," I said. Krit almost carried me over his shoulder to the elevator. We spent the entire evening together until 4 a.m., as if the world were ending tomorrow and we had to make the most of évery last minute.

 

When I woke up, I saw him lying on his side, watching me. Krit wasn't dressed yet; he was shirtless under the blanket that covered him up to his waist. This was what early birds got to see, such a treat. I smiled sleepily at him.

 

"You're up early today," Krit said, stroking my head.

 

"I wasn't drunk last night. Knowing I'd get to be with you, I didn't want to drink."

"Actually, I kind of like you when you're a little tipsy."

 

"What about when I'm sober?"

"Adorable."

 

"And when I'm drunk?"

"Tempting..."

"Krit!" I pushed his chest. "You're being cheeky"

"Oops!"

 

Krit exclaimed when his arm accidentally knocked over the necklace I had left on the pillow last night. We had been in a hurry, so I hadn't put it away.

 

"Krit, can you put that in the bedside table drawer for me?"

 

"Do you like jewellery? You have quite a collection," he said as he opened the drawer and found a jewellery box inside, along with several other small boxes from various brands.

 

"It's for styling. Most of the branded pieces were gifts from clients."

 

"That's kind of annoying to hear."

 

"What's with that?" I laughed as he placed the necklace inside and made a displeased face. "Don't get jealous of clients."

 

"Is there anything else you want? A condo, maybe?"

 

"Krit," I lightly punched his arm. "No, thanks."

 

"Sathorn or Phrom Phong? Pick one."

 

"Will you be waiting for me in bed every night when I get back? If so, even if it's just a wooden shack with cardboard walls under an overpass, I'd still be happy."

 

"That's practically homeless. Perfect if we adopt a stray dog too. At night, we can listen to the sound of motorbikes revving together." We both laughed. I turned to Krit and wrapped my arms around him. He pulled me closer, his hand on my waist. "I just want you. I want to be with you," I whispered.

 

After that, my life felt like a honeymoon. We spent more time together. Some days, Krit would come to see me after work. Other times, he'd drop me off at the bar, but he never parked right in front of the building. He'd stop a little before or after the entrance. Don't forget—we were keeping our relationship a secret. But the more you try to suppress something, the more it builds up. 

 

The more you hide it, the more alluring it becomes. So, we ended up finding every possible opportunity to be intimate. Our sweet honeymoon started to feel like burning honey, so intense. I was crazy about him, but I wasn't sure who was crazier—me or him. Whenever we met, he'd look at me for just two minutes before pouncing.

 

But it wasn't just about sex. Some days, I'd wake up to the delicious smell of Krit's cooking. Other times, we'd hit the condo's gym together, grab a meal with Rose, or pick up Singto from my mom's house and take him to the beach-sometimes Bang Saen, sometimes a little farther. I'd strap Singto to Krit in a baby carrier, half-expecting him to complain, but he actually loved it. He looked like the hottest young dad ever-cool, effortless, and somehow even hotter than the Thai sun itself.

 

But often, we just wanted to spend time alone together. On the rare occasions our days off aligned, Krit would drive us out of the city, sometimes to the mountains, sometimes to the sea. I was ridiculously happy—never thought I'd have days like these. 

 

I loved lying back on a beach chair with Krit by my side, rubbing sunscreen onto me. Sometimes, we'd swim in the hotel pool, and for fun, we'd secretly guess how many other gay guys were in there, excluding ourselves. I had a great body-or at least, that's what my boyfriend insisted. He said I was effortlessly hot, charming in a way I didn't even realise.

 

Sometimes, Krit would let me swim while he watched quietly from a chair, assessing how many men around the pool wanted to get in my pants. After I got out and went to shower, he'd follow me and finish me off in the bathroom. Our love life was exciting, intense, and full of colour, but it wasn't just that. We shared so much—our pasts, our struggles, the kind of future we wanted to build. He was my lover, my best friend, and the one person I could completely lean on.

 

But there was one thing that bothered me. I noticed Krit never got intimate with me while wearing his police uniform. Whenever he came to see me, he'd change into casual clothes first. If he were in a hurry and didn't have time to change, he'd go straight to the bedroom, hang up his uniform, and only then come to hug and kiss me.

 

I could tell he was avoiding it. Maybe he revered the uniform too much to let it be "tainted" in that way. Sigh... as if a police officer couldn't have sex. This really irked me.

 

Honestly, I should have cooperated and protected it (from myself, like I should), but the thing is, I wasn't that well-behaved. Having a boyfriend in uniform but never getting to be with him in uniform felt like such a waste. One day, after he got off work and was driving home, I called and pretended I was taking a shower but heard strange noises in my room—like someone had broken in. I told him I was too scared to come out.  When Krit arrived, he found nothing, of course. What would there even be?

 

After checking that everything was normal, Krit went to the kitchen to grab a drink from the fridge. When he turned around, he saw me sitting on the dining table, not in the chair. I was wearing a white robe that only reached my knees, slightly damp from the shower. Even my hair was still wet. I opened the robe to show him my chest and asked if getting my nipples pierced would be sexy. As I spoke, I subtly spread my legs.

 

He saw right through me; it was all a setup. I had staged everything to lure him into my condo. Krit started to undress, but I grabbed his collar, pulled him in for a kiss, and pushed him onto the chair. Then I knelt between his legs. 

 

"I promise I'll swallow every drop. Not a single drop will stain your uniform." It was the most intense oral sex I'd ever given. He tangled his fingers in my hair, controlling me completely, as if angry that I had played this trick on him. I swallowed everything, but some still dripped down my chin, which I wiped away and licked clean as promised. But Krit still seemed unsatisfied.

 

He pulled me up, bent me over the table, lifted my robe above my waist, and ordered me to spread my legs like he was punishing me. My bare bottom was exposed to him. Krit spanked me hard and took me right there on the dining table— the one we had assembled together-until I was completely spent, my body rocking in rhythm with his until he finished again.

 

"Who's going to clean the table?" I asked weakly, still bent over, as I saw the liquid dripping onto the floor.

 

"Whoever made the mess cleans it." Despite his words, he pulled me up and let me lean against him before shaking his head.

 

"Next time, let me change out of my uniform first. I don't really like this." My waist was almost broken, and he still said he didn't like it? But it didn't matter. Mission accomplished. I gave him a sweet smile.

 

"Okay... I won't do it again."

 

Not only was my love life thriving, but my career was soaring as well. By now, it had climbed to the same level as Sky. There was no point in our rivalry anymore—after all, I had become Mr Fei's favourite too. It felt like walking on a soft carpet strewn with rose petals. Sure, there were thorns here and there, but it was still better than stumbling over jagged rocks.

 

Everything was going so smoothly it almost felt like a dream—until one day, during a routine phone call with Krit after I woke up, I felt like I had stepped on a thorn.

 

"Oh, Krit, this Saturday I have a customer in the afternoon. After that, I'll head straight to work. We'll see each other when I get back, okay?"

 

"Male or female customer?"

 

"Male. His name's Mind. He's around my age." I paused for a moment before deciding to explain further, as we had agreed not to keep secrets.

 

"We've seen each other around campus before, but never really knew each other since we were in different faculties. Then he came to the bar and saw me, so he became a customer."

 

"Where are you going?"

 

"He invited me to go bowling. After that, we'll probably grab something to eat before parting ways."

 

"I can't imagine why a guy his age would pay another guy to hang out unless he's hoping for something."

 

"Are you worried? Don't overthink it. We're going to public places, not private parties or anything like that. Trust me, okay?" He made a sound of acknowledgement, but I could tell he wasn't exactly thrilled.

 

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When Saturday came, I met Mind at the agreed-upon location.

 

"You look handsome today, darling," I said as I got into his car.

 

"You look handsome too-handsome in a pretty way, baby," he smiled sweetly. "Can you call me Mind today?"

 

That was unusual. Normally, he insisted on the "boyfriend experience," so I always called him "darling." But it wasn't a problem. I accommodated customer requests as they came.

 

"Sure, Mind," I replied.

 

Mind took me bowling as planned. I knew how to play, but I wasn't particularly good, whereas he was great at it. So, he taught me some tricks. Honestly, he probably just wanted an excuse to hug me a little, which I didn't mind since he wasn't pushy about it. If anything, it felt more like we were close friends with a hint of romance. After bowling, we went to a restaurant in a mall for dinner. By the time we finished, four hours had passed, just as we had agreed. Mind and I walked out together.

 

"Can we take a quick walk over there?" He pointed to a small rooftop garden, a spot where you could enjoy a high view of the city.

 

"Sure."

When we got there, Mind asked, "What do you think of me?" I was surprised by the question, but answered honestly. "You're cool, have a great body, fun to talk to, and can hold your liquor. It's always fun hanging out with you"

 

"Do you like me?"

"What do you mean?"

 

"I mean, if I asked you to be my boyfriend, would you say yes?" His ears turned red as soon as he finished speaking.

 

"Uh... do you like me?"

"Yeah. I've wanted to flirt with you since the first time we met." 

 

His face was starting to turn red, too. He was actually really cute and seemed sincere, but I wasn't in a position to accept. I hesitated, and Mind misinterpreted my silence. He quickly added, "I'm not asking you out because I know you don't sell yourself, so I came up with this plan instead. I really like you. If you're worried about me having issues with your job, we can leave that out. I've thought about it a lot. I'll accept everything about you."

 

"It's not that. I already have someone I like, and we're in a serious relationship."

He looked shocked for a moment but quickly seemed to understand. He sighed heavily and smiled awkwardly.

 

"Confessed and got rejected right away."

"I'm sorry."

 

"Don't apologise. You didn't do anything wrong. It's my fault for not checking first."

 

"I still felt bad. I should be making my customers feel comfortable, not have them apologise to me instead."

 

" Your work hours are over now, right? Can we just be friends, talking?"

 

"We can be friends, but I can't be your 'special someone." I want to be honest with my boyfriend—I don't want to do anything behind his back."

 

"Ugh, I'm so jealous of that guy," Mind joked, throwing a pretend punch. I laughed along with him.

 

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After parting ways with Mind that night, I went to work at the bar as usual. I decided that once I got back to the condo, I would tell Krit about what had happened. Around midnight, Mind showed up at the bar because he and his friends had reserved a table earlier. When Mind saw me, he walked over with his usual cheerful smile and said,

 

"Even though you broke my heart, we can still be drinking buddies, right?"

 

"Of course," I replied. He smiled. "Then today, no boyfriend vibes. Let's just go with friend vibes."

 

"Okay, but let's make it around 2 a.m. I'm tied up with another table right now."

 

At 2 a.m., I went to sit at Mind's table with his group of friends. But I had only been sitting there for about half an hour when my phone started buzzing incessantly. I pulled it out and saw that it was Krit calling. I quickly excused myself because he never called me during work hours unless it was urgent. It turned out Krit was calling to check where I was since I had gone out with a stranger earlier and hadn't contacted him since. "Everything's fine with the person you went out with today, right?" Krit asked.

 

I hesitated but decided to tell him the truth-that Mind had asked me to be his boyfriend today. Before I could even get to the part where I rejected him, Krit immediately interjected, "He confessed his love just like that?!"

"Uh... Krit, don't get worked up. I already turned him down. I made it clear that I have a boyfriend and would never do anything behind his back. He understood and didn't push further."

 

"And where is that guy now? Is he at the bar?" His voice was calm, but it sent chills down my spine.

 

"Krit, what are you planning? Asking like this makes me nervous."

 

"I'm not going to do anything to him. I'm just asking."

 

I glanced over at the table where Mind was sitting. I could've lied to Krit, but I didn't want to.

 

"He's here, but nothing's going on. I'll head back to the condo as soon as my shift ends."

 

"Then turn on the camera for me."

 

Oh no... I'm in trouble now. But I couldn't refuse, or Krit would overthink it. I hadn't done anything wrong, so there was nothing to be afraid of... right? I decided to turn on the camera as he asked.

 

"Which one is he?"

 

"The guy in the dark grey shirt at that table-the one who looks a bit scruffy," I said, turning the phone in that direction.

 

"Thai's sitting at the same table too, so don't worry. He's just out with friends like always, nothing special."

 

"Hmm."

"You're not going to do anything, right?"

 

"Are you afraid I'll go after him? I already said I won't," he said sternly. "Go back to work."

 

"Krit, trust me. I only love you. I'll hurry back, okay?"

 

After hanging up, I let out a relieved sigh, my heart pounding. I made up my mind right then—if Mind asked me to go out with him again, I'd refuse. But honestly, I doubt he'll ask anymore. However, it turned out I had breathed a sigh of relief too soon.

 

When the bar closed, I walked outside and was about to call a motorcycle taxi. At that moment, Mind and his friend walked out as well. He had parked his car in the lot on the side.

 

Suddenly, a car drove straight toward us. My eyes nearly popped out of their sockets when I realised it was Krit's car! Krit screeched to a halt right in front of the parking lot entrance, not caring if he was blocking anyone. Mind and his friend turned to look. I quickly rushed over to Krit's car. He stepped out, grabbed my arm, and pushed me against the car. He kissed me right there, in front of Mind and his friend, on the sidewalk with people walking by. Krit kissed me deeply, making it clear that our relationship was anything but superficial. Even though I was shocked by his actions, I couldn't help but melt, my knees going weak. When he finished, Krit opened the car door, pushed me inside, then walked around to the driver's side and sped off.

 

It was the most nerve-wracking car ride of my life. Krit was completely silent. The only thing he said to me during the entire drive was, "We'll talk at home." He didn't even raise his voice, but I stayed quiet, not daring to say a word. When we got to the condo and stepped inside, closing the door behind us, before we could even make it to the living room sofa, Krit grabbed me and kissed me again. He crushed my lips and slid his tongue in, his thick hand moving down to grip my butt and squeeze. He kissed me so intensely that I could barely breathe, forcing me to tilt my head to escape. But Krit cupped my cheeks and turned my face back to his, kissing me again. My heart raced wildly at his fierce emotions.

 

"Krit. ah!"

 

I gasped as he kissed along my neck, then bit my shoulder. Instinctively, I pushed against his chest, but Krit shoved me back against the wall. He trailed kisses down my throat and over my chest, yanking my shirt open until the buttons popped off. His hands kneaded my chest. His grip was rough, almost painful, yet it sent my senses into overdrive.

 

"Krit... uh... wait," I let out a sound as he tugged my zipper down. We should've made it to the sofa first—this was too close to the door. I was afraid someone might hear us.  But Krit didn't listen. He spun me around, pressing me against the wall as he pulled my pants lower. He guided my hand to my own front, and a shiver ran through me when he nipped at my earlobe and whispered, "Make it hard." 

 

It already was, but I did as he said, slowly stroking myself. Krit kissed my back, trailing down to my waist and hips. I shivered as he gently bit my buttock, his hand sliding between my thighs. A drop of clear liquid dripped onto my hand as Krit slid his finger into my tight entrance. By this point, I had no resistance left. I let him do whatever he wanted to me. I trembled as Krit pushed inside, his hardness shocking in its intensity.

 

"Krit... uh..."

 

The sound of his hips slapping against mine was loud and rhythmic, so forceful that my body jerked. I braced one arm against the wall to keep my forehead from hitting it, while faint voices of people chatting outside near the elevator reached my ears. I wanted to stifle my moans but couldn't. In the moment I released, tears streamed down the corners of my eyes. It was a pleasure that was both painful and satisfying.

 

Afterwards, Krit gently guided me to the bathroom. He lifted me onto the counter, then walked over to turn on the faucet for the bathtub. I leaned against the mirror, watching him mix soap into the warm water. Once the tub was full, Krit came back to me. "Let me bathe you," he said softly, his voice as gentle as the bubbles floating on the water's surface.

 

We soaked in the tub together. Krit ran his hands over my skin, washing me gently. His touch was so soft, so soothing, that I leaned into him, resting my head against his broad shoulder.

 

"I love you, Wayu," he said, kissing my cheek. I closed my eyes and whispered back, "I love you too, Krit."