Jisung's POV
I throw the woman on the bed and she lets out a dramatic moan.
My cock is throbbing, begging for release, but I pull off my shirt first.
Damn it, I didn't go to the club to get riled up like this, I went to make a careful choice.
But that man turned everything upside down, why the hell was he dressed like that?
Is it okay to have on things like that, the black shirt showed off his body, his small waist and almost fragile frame.
If I didn't know better, I would think he would need protection all the time.
His hair, I wanted to pull it back myself.
He looked pretty with it down, but I like his style better, held back in the way that shows off his neckline and his jawline.
The places that will be perfect to decorate with kisses.
I watched him for a while, his posture, his mannerism…he didn't drink, he just talked.
