Jin lay beside Mia, his heart racing as the adrenaline from their previous encounter coursed through him. He felt a mixture of relief and lingering tension; the anger toward Mina still simmered just beneath the surface.

As he turned to face Mia, he caught her gaze, and an overwhelming urge washed over him again. He wasn’t ready to let this moment slip away just yet. The need to escape, to forget, was still present, and he craved more than just the fleeting satisfaction of their first round.

“Mia,” he said softly, his voice a mix of desire and desperation. “Can we... can we go again?”

Her eyes widened slightly, surprise flickering across her face, but then a shy smile broke through. “You sure?” she asked, her voice laced with breathless curiosity.

“Yeah,” he replied, his voice firm, the fire igniting within him once more. “I need you.”

Mia nodded, her cheeks flushing, and that was all the encouragement he needed. He shifted closer, capturing her lips in a heated kiss, feeling her body respond eagerly. As their mouths moved together, he felt the heat building again, the passion reigniting between them.

He broke the kiss and trailed his lips down her jaw, across her neck, and to her collarbone. He savored the taste of her skin, the way she gasped and arched her back, pushing her body against his as if to urge him on.

“Let’s try something different,” he murmured, his breath hot against her skin.

With that, he gently rolled her onto her stomach, taking in the sight of her. The way the sheets clung to her body only heightened his desire. He positioned himself behind her, his heart pounding in anticipation.

“Are you ready?” he asked, needing her consent even in this moment of raw need.

“Yes,” she breathed, her voice shaky yet excited.

Jin took a moment to appreciate her before aligning himself with her body. He reached forward, his hands finding her hips as he pressed against her, the heat radiating between them. He could feel the tension building again, the need to dominate fueling his every move.

With one swift motion, he pushed into her, filling her completely. A shuddering breath escaped her lips, and the sound spurred him on. He gripped her hips tighter, grounding himself in the moment as he began to move, his rhythm slow and deliberate at first.

“Mmm, Jin,” Mia moaned, her voice a symphony that echoed in his ears, spurring him to go deeper.

He leaned over her, his breath hot against her ear. “You feel so good,” he murmured, driving his hips forward with more intensity.

The tension in the room thickened as he found his rhythm, each thrust drawing out gasps and moans from Mia. He could feel the way her body responded to him, how her back arched with every movement, pushing him to take her harder, faster.

Jin lost himself in the rhythm, his body moving with a primal need. He felt his frustration and anger transforming into pleasure, washing away the dark thoughts that had plagued him since Mina’s visit.

“Harder,” Mia urged, and he obliged, increasing the intensity of his thrusts as he gripped her tighter.

He reveled in the way her body met his, the sweet sounds she made fueling his desire to push her to the edge. Each thrust sent waves of pleasure crashing over them, and he could feel the tension building within them both, like a coiled spring ready to snap.

“Mia,” he gasped, his voice raw as he leaned forward, pressing kisses along her shoulder. “You’re incredible.”

She responded with a breathy laugh, her body writhing beneath him. “I can’t believe how good this feels.”

“Just wait,” he replied with a grin, his eyes dark with lust as he picked up his pace. “I’m just getting started.”

Jin withdrew slightly before plunging back into her, feeling the heat and moisture envelop him. Mia’s body welcomed him eagerly, her soft cries urging him on as he lost himself in the sensations.

“Jin!” she gasped, her fingers gripping the sheets, her knuckles turning white.

He could feel the tightening in his core, the buildup of pleasure threatening to overwhelm him. “I’m right there with you,” he promised, the words tumbling from his lips as he focused on the rhythm, determined to take them both over the edge.

With each thrust, he felt her tighten around him, a physical manifestation of the connection they were forging in this moment. The world outside faded into oblivion, leaving only the two of them in this cocoon of heat and passion.

“Let go, Mia,” he urged, his voice deep and commanding. “Just let go.”

She let out a desperate whimper, and with one last powerful thrust, Jin felt her body arch beneath him, her cries of pleasure ringing out as she reached her peak. The sight of her unraveling, her body quaking with pleasure, sent him spiraling over the edge as well.

With a final thrust, he surrendered to the wave of ecstasy crashing over him, his own cries mingling with hers as they found their release together. The world around them faded, leaving only the remnants of their passion hanging in the air.

As they both collapsed onto the bed, panting and spent, Jin rolled onto his back, pulling Mia into his side. He could still feel the heat radiating from their bodies, the connection they had forged stronger than ever.

But as reality began to seep back in, he felt a flicker of unease. This wasn’t meant to be more than just an escape, a way to release the pent-up emotions from the chaos of his life. He didn’t want to complicate things between them, and yet he could feel the warmth of her body against his, the way she fit perfectly by his side.

“Mia,” he said softly, turning to face her. “I—”

But before he could finish his thought, she raised her hand to stop him. “Let’s just... enjoy this moment for now,” she suggested, her voice barely above a whisper.

Jin nodded, wanting to savor the peace they had created, even if it felt precarious. The anger and frustration had receded, replaced by a warm glow of intimacy that felt both exhilarating and frightening.

They lay together in silence, the reality of their actions settling around them. For now, he would let himself forget the complications and focus on the woman beside him. Maybe, just maybe, this escape could lead to something deeper.

But for now, he would take it one day at a time, cherishing the moments they shared, even if the shadows of the past loomed over him.