The runaway bride

Chapter 4: Oh, fun.🔞

Though Jimin stayed away from Namjoon to allow him to be himself, he watched as his friend was dancing with the girl he called friend, and almost burst out laughing since neither of them knew how to dance. It didn't seem they cared either way, as if they were in their own world. Jimin approved that.

The night was full of surprises. Melanie found herself more and more drawn to Namjoon. The way he would sometimes talk, as if his words held the secret of the universe. The musicality of his voice, soothing her in ways she didn't think it was possible. When they danced together, she didn't care if her moves were not proper and perfect. She wanted to feel the music flowing through her body.

Namjoon was hypnotized. Her eyes held him captive under her glance. The way she loosened up in front of him, as if she was his long time friend. It amazed and scared him at the same time. With the music turning to a soft melody, he got closer to her. Her heart stopped when he placed his hand on her back, the other one linked with hers.

Melanie licked her upper lip and caught her lower one with her teeth. Namjoon couldn't take his eyes of her lips. A bean of sweat rolled down her neck. He traced it with his eyes. Her skin was practically glowing.

He released her hand and caressed the side of her neck, tracing it down to the edges of the top. When their eyes met, the world stopped. The connection they shared in that moment, was nothing compared to the fluttering of her heart. It didn't take long until Namjoon made the first step and kissed her.

He wrapped his arms around her back, wile his tongue was creating havoc in her mouth. His kiss was gentle, filled with mixed emotions. He saw stars behind his eyelids as he closed his eyes to feel the softness of her lips. Her perfect lips.

She slightly parted them, his tongue invading her mouth, soft and addictive. Her taste was making him high. He could swore he could touch the sky in that moment. Melanie wrapped her arms around his neck, her tongue caressing his. Her hands were grabbing his hair, bringing him closer and closer, until their body became one.

Jolts of electricity passed through them as their bodies touched. His heart was beating fast in his chest, like a racing car to the first place. A moan escaped her lips, as waves of pleasure was making her body tingle with a new found high. Namjoon's desire to feel the rest of her body, to touch her delicate skin, was only making him crazier.

"Mine or yours?" Namjoon asked as he released her lips. He needed to feel her. He wanted to touch her. To own her. Even if it was for a night.

"Mine." She whispered. Her eyes were glossy, her lips were swollen. With no doubt in mind, she took Namjoon's hand and mostly dragged him in her room.

They both had struggled to keep their hands off one another. As soon they got into the elevator, their make out session began. If there were people inside, they either didn't see them, either they didn't care.

With stumbling feet, she managed to open the door. As soon as they were inside, Namjoon pressed her back on the wall, tracing kisses along her neck. She threw her shoes off, while he ripped her tank off. He gasped when her chest was exposed.

She suddenly felt naked under his gaze and tried to cover. "Don't." He whimpered.

The way he looked at her, hungrily and untamed made her shiver. He took off his jacket and shirt, throwing them on the floor. With a hunter's look on his eyes, he scooped her in his arms, only to lay her on the bed seconds after.

The sight of her body laid on the bed, made his pants tightening around his crotch. With the speed of light he took his pants off. Her eyes widen at the size of his bulge. She gasped as his big hands caressed her exposed tight. He wanted to touch her from the moment he laid his eyes on her.

Carefully not to hurt her, he took her skirt off. Her entire body was exposed under his hungry eyes. He gently sat on top of her, making sure she could handle his weight. He attacked her lips like a hungry hyena, nibbling and biting her lower lip. His fingers were gently squeezing her nipple.

A moan escaped her lips as her senses were attacked. She spread her legs and he comfortably adjusted between them. He smirked. She arched her back when he started liking her neck, trailing down her chest. He moved his hand on her stomach, down between her legs. His tongue liking her nipple.

He tore down her panties and slipped a finger in her wet pussy. He lowered himself, licking with his wet tongue her sculptured stomach. Her skin was glowing under the translucent light that was cast in the room by the moon herself.

He moved his finger in and out, adding another one. His cock was hard and more than ready to fill her inside. Her walls were stretching as his fingers were doing magical things to her core. She couldn't think, she could talk, all she was able to do was feel him. Her entire body was awoken, her senses overwhelmed by the pleasures his fingers brought her.

"So wet for me baby." He whispered against her heated core.

With his fingers he separated her folds and licked her pussy. He gently caught her clitoris with his teeth. Her hands clutched his hair as she dissolved on the pillows underneath her head. She was close to loosing her sanity, dissolving into a foam of sweetness.

Feeling she was on the edge of pleasure, he suddenly stopped. He sat back on top of her. "Open your eyes baby." He muttered.

His warm breath touched her cheeks. She opened her eyes, an intense fire dancing in them. He looked for any signs of retreat from her part. Knowing that he was waiting for some sort of response from her part, she took his fingers that were inside her and put it in her mouth. Licking and biting them as she cleaned her own juice from them.

His eyes widen at her doing. His heart beating faster in his chest. He took his cock into his own hand, stroking it a few times before putting his condom on. The tip of his member was dangerously close to her opening.

She couldn't wait another second. She wrapped her legs around his back and dragged his head down as she attacked his lips with a new found hunger.

"You're driving me insane." Was all that he could mumble as he began to move inside out.

"Faster." She cried out.

She wanted him. Faster. Harder. The room was filled with their moans. A perfect tune that made both of their worlds spin out of control. He fasten his space. Moving his hips in and out, until the pressure build in both of them.

He released her lips, and looked into her eyes. "At the same time."

It didn't took them long until they both exploded. Fireworks and stars were nothing compared to the overwhelming feeling that took over them. A pool of sweatiness, sticking their bodies like glue. He took off his condom and threw it on the bin. Without thinking, he wrapped her in his arms, her head resting on his shoulder. Soon, sleep engulf them in his embrace as they were taken to the dream land.