Chapter 4 MEETING UNO

After 30 minutes of reading six chapters of The Diary of a Young Girl, I felt my eyelids getting heavy. I’ll just go in five minutes or ten, or maybe twenty….

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As I floated to the surface of my slumber, I could detect the echo of a voice through the haziness that were seemingly bouncing off the inner walls of my skull. It sounded a mere inch from my ear yet a hundred feet away at the same time.

“I told you I don’t want a woman!” the voice was heavy and deep and definitely a male. I tried to stay as stiff as possible as my senses heightened.

Why he doesn’t want a woman? Maybe he’s gay?

He then mumbled under his breath, “And she’s sprawling on my couch like she owned my house!”

Oh, he’s definitely talking about me. He doesn’t want a female roommate?

I was wide awake now and resisted the urge to screw my nose up in disgust at his input.

I opened my eyes half close to peek if he’s looking at me and a muscular figure caught my sight, I raised my head and my eyes travelled to the dirtiest place as I took his broad shoulders, long legs clad in a pair of jeans and dark brown hair styled perfectly in a quiff. My eyes shifted down on his bum and oh shit! He’s blessed, how much more his front.

Why didn’t I choose a lingerie to wear and just my shirt instead?

I grinned and my naughty mind told me to play with him, so I pulled my shirt a little high, enough to show my seductive black lace panties. Let’s see if you won’t fall with my charm this time, if you still don’t want a woman in your house.

I closed my eyes once again and I heard his heavy footsteps coming nearer. He let out a heavy sigh and I felt his hands now on my thighs, oh God help me!

“I’ll talk to you later Thomas.” To my dismay, he pulled down the hem of my shirt slowly and gently but still, I could feel the warmth of his hand on my skin.

“Tada!”

“Oh jesus—“ he stumbled back and fell his blessed bottom on the floor and I barked a loud laughter. The eyeglasses he was wearing was thrown on the floor and I stepped down from the couch to pick it up but he stopped me by raising his hand so I stayed still.

His eyes narrowed and he blushed immediately. "A-annyeonghaseyo." he greeted bowing his head down.

Wow, he’s a blushing virgin. And I giggled.

His jaw was so sharp, it could probably slice an ice. His beautiful eyes were now framed with the soothiest eyeglasses. His lips were straight and looked so damn kissable. And did I mention the cute nerdy glasses that made him all the more sexier? My eyes were immediately drawn to his defined torso that was practically visible under his shirt when he stood up.

“I-I, w-what’s your n-name?” he stuttered, still blushing.

“Hi, I’m Ashley.” I walked up to him and I noticed his breathing changed as his eyes trailed down to my legs. “Ashley Anderson, and you’re Uno right?”

He nodded. "Yes."

“I’m sorry if you’re uncomfortable seeing me like this but I wear only these kinds of clothes when at home.” I informed him and I continued. “You don’t mind, do you?”

He blushed again and scratched the back of his neck. “I—no, I d-don’t.” he answered and I clenched my thighs at his deep voice. And the worst of it all, he had a damn Korean accent! Oh dear Lord, am I in Kdrama world? Please give me strength…

“Of course you don’t.” I narrowed my eyes at him playfully.

His eyebrows shot up and he slightly shook his head. “No, n-no I didn’t mean it that w-way, I’m really—“

“Wait—“ I cut him off. Where did that authoritative Uno I heard, when he’s talking to Mr. Smith on the phone earlier? Why does he stutter so much now?

“W-what?”

I want the bossy Uno, now!

An unfamiliar urge rippled through me. I wanted him, I wanted all of him.

“Why don’t you want a woman Uno?” I asked and he blushed once again and I swear I combusted right there.

“Y-you heard m-me?”

“Yeah…”

“I-I’m sorry I’m just used with m-man roommates. I don’t know how to act casual in front of w-women.”

“What? So, you haven’t had a girlfriend?” I asked and he looked startled.

He chuckled lowly and I could feel myself getting wet at the husky sound.

“I-I don’t find the time for one.” He answered as he covered his cheeks to stop me from seeing him redden, I guess.

“Hey don’t!” I caught his right hand on his cheek and pulled it down. He stared at me and I gazed back, immediately hypnotized by his golden eyes. I broke away when he continued staring.

“Well, it’s hot when you blush,” I trailed off and bit my tongue. What the fucking hell?

He shyly placed his hands down and it was my turn to flush. Great! Just great!

Suddenly he cursed. “Fuck!”

“What?”

“I-I b-bit my lip, s-sorry.” He pulled his bottom lip into his mouth and sucked on it. I couldn’t take this anymore.

I swiftly climbed onto his lap carefully and he stiffened underneath and I immediately felt like biting my own tongue, so fucking hard!

He shifted slightly and whimpered, feeling his hardness under me.

“W-what are you d-doing?” he whispered, placing his hands on the couch as if he was scared to touch me.

“Uno…” I whispered back, biting his earlobe slightly.

“Ash..ley—“ Uno whispered once again and I moaned quietly at the way his accent embraced my name.

He blushed when he caught me staring. Something snapped in me and I quickly got off of him.

I couldn’t do this. He was way too shy and innocent for someone like me, someone who’s a bitch and rebellious. And I just met him. This was too soon I guess.

Uno looked at me as I stood up and awkwardly on my feet.

“Ash—“ before he could say anything, I ran back to my room, yelling a loud “I’m so Fucking Sorry Uno!”

“Are you fucking insane!” I pointed at my reflection in the mirror, looking at myself murderously. “What the fuck is wrong with you self?!”

Is this how my next three years are going to pass? Me wanting Uno, lusting over him while he just innocently blushing and stuttering?

I paced back and forth inside my room trying to get a grip some fucking control. I have never felt like this. I could not deny the unmistakable, overwhelming feeling of attraction that struck through me.

I kissed guys who had experience, who knew how to satisfy me and who knew what they were doing and soon forget about me, not with Uno who obviously did not tick any of those points. This guy deserves love and not just a fling. And I’m a hundred percent sure that he is a virgin. I am too, but I knew men and I do know when to stop them when they were about to lose control.

But with Uno, if he had some experience, he would not stutter, tense or blush for Christ’s sake!

But what was it about him that attracted me so damn much? Was it his innocence? His guilelessness? His Korean roots? His sexy as sin body? Maybe, because I was head over heels in love with some of Kdrama actors. Oh no, I think it’s not that.

I shook my head. No, I couldn’t do this to him. He was obviously the kind of guy who will treat his girlfriend like a fucking queen. The guy who will love her without conditions and will definitely give his all.

But don’t you want him? Don’t you want to feel him under you? And give your fucking self to him with no reservations? Don’t you think it’s the time for you to give your virginity to someone who truly deserves it?

“Oh self, shut up!” I screamed at the invading thoughts.

I want him, and I will not stop until I have him.

I don’t think so. He’s too innocent for this. I’m a bad girl and I don’t want to destroy him. I’ll stay like this and no one can change me. Not even you Uno.

I am going to try and control myself, yes, that’s the right way I guess.