Money Loving CEO's Detective Lover

Chapter 420: A Long Way**

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Meanwhile at the Hwang mansion, Minho hung up the phone and turned to his fiance. Gayoon was blushing hard as he looked at her like a predator about to pounce on his prey.

"Everything has been taken care of," he whispered, snaking his arm around her waist. "Let's go!"

Gayoon giggled as he carried her into their bedroom, locking it behind them. He pushed her against the wall, placing butterfly kisses all over her neck.

"Minho...the party" she moaned but he blocked her lips with his.

Blood hummed in her veins, coursing the heat through her body as his furious kisses engulfed her. He bit her lower lip, making her moan. Her sweet vanilla scent was driving him crazy while his tongue pried into her mouth to mesh their lips together. 

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His fingers were busy undoing her pajamas and it fell to the floor. Gayoon reached for his pants, unzipping his jeans to fondle his rod with her hands. Her agile fingers slipped into his boxers, stroking his manhood.

Minho groaned when he felt her soft fingers caressing him. His member was getting harder under her touch while his lips were busy kissing her. She rubbed his balls, causing him to deepen their kiss, both of them drowning in the frenzied heat.

Gayoon undid his boxers, letting his erection out so that she could coddle it more. Breaking their kiss, she shyly smiled and bent down. Minho let out a sharp breath when she took his rod in her mouth.

"Gayoon" he moaned. "You'll be the death of me."

Hearing his words, she licked his erection, bobbing back and forth to taste him. Minho let out a series of curse words when she fondled his balls, hardening his manhood even more. He slowly humped into her mouth to give her more access. Gayoon closed her eyes, enjoying the effect she had on him. His salty precum was dripping into her mouth.

Minho was leaning on the wall for support while his vixen of a lover tasted his essence. Gayoon licked the tip of his rod, letting it glide in and out of her mouth. Her face was completely red with lust and when she glanced up, she was glad to see that his face was also beetroot red. His rod vibrated in her mouth and sticky liquid oozed out of it as he reached his climax. She drank it all and slowly stood up, sexily wiping her mouth.

"Wifey, you're really something," Minho whispered with a smirk. Gayoon winked which broke his last restraint.

Minho grabbed her by the waist and picked her up before laying her on the bed. Gayoon purred as he took off his t-shirt. Her hands slowly reached for the button of her shirt, opening them in an agonizingly slow manner to entice him.

He watched her like a lion eyeing its prey. His intense gaze was unfurling even deeper layers of her lust and she finally took off her shirt, leaving herself only in her bra and panties. Gayoon wanted to tease him even more but Minho was impatient. He leaned on her, pushing her against the pillows. 

His hand reached the hook of her bra and undid it to reveal her twin globes while his other hand ripped apart her panties.

"Those were my favorite pair!" Gayoon whined.

"You'll need a lot more," Minho grinned. "Because for the next few months, we'll be rehearsing very thoroughly for the wedding night."

Before Gayoon could scold him, he attacked her breast with bold caresses of his tongue.

"Ahhh!" she purred, heaving her chest forward. His mouth closed in on her left breast, sucking on it while his hand was rubbing her clit in a circular motion. She wrapped her legs around him, clutching his hair into her fists.

Minho was fiercely yearning for her, biting into her soft flesh. His mouth was clasped on her nipple while he pressed her bud with his fingers. Gayoon wriggled under him, the familiar sensation beginning to build up within her. She let out low, sultry mewls of pleasure as he attacked her other breast, suckling on her nub.

"Oh god!" she mewled when he inserted his two fingers into her hole, caressing her inner walls. He bent his fingers to massage her while repeatedly pressing her clit to make her moan harder. His mouth was tasting every bit of her, leaving possessive red marks on her. Trailing the kisses lower, he reached her hole.

With his fingers still dipped in her honeypot, he slowly licked her wet flesh. Gayoon was enjoying the ripples of pleasure pulsing through her and she widened her legs to let him taste more of her. Minho took out his fingers and instantly tortured her with his mouth as he savored her. His greedy mouth took bold possession of her hole, his tongue stroking her insides.

Gayoon pulsated against his mouth, her fingers playing with his hair. She was in seventh heaven, focused on the sensation of his tongue doing unspeakable things to her. Minho licked and gently bit her, inserting his fingers into her again while simultaneously attacking her.

"A little more!" she begged, feeling the tension in her about to burst. Minho sped up his actions, licking and prodding until she convulsed and her hot juices came flowing out. He licked them up and slowly crept up. 

Gayoon was still reeling from her orgasm when he pulled her towards him, straddling her on his lap with his hard rod poking her entrance. She was in a wild heat haze which made Minho smirk.

"Impatient," he murmured.

"Yes!" she whispered and without another word, crashed her lips onto his. While their lips fought it out, she lifted her waist up to let the mushroom tip of his member get access to her hole. But she was too impatient and jerked so abruptly that she fell on his lap, taking his member in at one go.

"Ohhh!" she winced against his lips.

"You okay?" he whispered in between their kisses.

"Give it a couple of seconds to get adjusted," she gasped. Minho let her muscles get accustomed to his hardness.

"Ready?" he asked. Gayoon nodded and he began to move inside her.

"Faster!" she breathed. Minho chuckled and humped faster into her. They bumped their waist in sync, his rod being cupped by her warmth.

Minho pushed her against the pillows again and put her one leg on his shoulder to widen her muscles more. Gayoon was moaning and purring underneath him, her hands pinned by his. He captured her lips in a heated kiss while his member filled her with sheer ecstasy. She felt it vibrate within her, hitting her g-spot over and over again. 

Gayoon nibbled on his lips, his flesh fused with hers. The sounds of their skins slapping were music to her ears, their climaxes reaching the limit.

"I love you, Jeon Gayoon," he whispered in his husky tone. "Thank you for everything."

Gayoon panted, their sweaty bodies still engaged in their intimate love making.

"I love you too, Hwang Minho," she whispered back, pecking him with a smile. "Thank you for being my family."

With that, she felt his warm liquids penetrate her insides, filling her up. He continued to ravage her until her muscles contracted around his member and she, too, came at last.

Minho slowed down his tempo until he stopped. They lay on the bed, next to each other, reflecting on their past. To think, exactly nine years ago on that day, both of them were blessed with a beautiful angel. At that time, neither of them thought that they would see each other again, let alone make a family.

"We've come a long way," Gayoon mused.

"We did" Minho agreed. So many things had happened. It was hard to imagine a time without Gayoon in his life. He smiled at her and kissed her forehead. 

Then his smile faded a little. "I just wish Kanji wakes up," he said out loud. 

"Me too," Gayoon said. "He will. After all, we have to beat him up for making us cry over him!"

"True," Minho sighed. "And also"

He turned to hug her. "I don't know what I'll do without my best man at the wedding," he admitted.

Gayoon did not reply but hugged him back, letting him grieve for his friend who was still at the hospital.

"He will wake up," Minho affirmed. "I know he will."