Sequel to All In.
They're engaged, Y/N now runs her own poker club, they are madly in love and filthy rich.
What could go wrong?????
Me, the author. I'm what could go wrong 😑
Mature content 🔞
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Stretching out with a strained yawn as the morning sun hit his face, Jimin rolled over in protest to the early hour, grabbing Y/N by the waist and pulling her back flush with his chest.
Pressing his lips onto the bare flesh between her shoulders, he breathed in the smell of her soapy skin making her squirm in his grasp.
"What time is it?" She yawned, turning to face him and pecking him on the lips.
"8am." He replied, moving his lips down her jaw.
"I better go make a start on breakfast." She yawned again, stretching out her body and rolling away from Jimin's kisses.
"Nooo." Jimin protested, pulling her back under the covers. "It's Saturday."
"They still need to be fed on the weekends, Jimin." Y/N giggled, trying to avoid Jimin's lips that were attacking any part of her body they could find.
Ignoring her trying to get away from him, Jimin was determined to have some alone time with his wife, even if it meant his kids would accuse him of trying to starve them to death. But dad had a thirst for his wife that was in dire need of being quenched.
Giving into his advances, Y/N dropped her head back onto her pillow as Jimin lips curled up into a victorious smirk.
But before he could continue with his early morning mission, the sound of feet running around the hall made him halt his actions, looking towards the bedroom door perplexed.
Jumping from the bed with his raging hard on poking out the front of his tight boxer shorts, Jimin ran to the bedroom door, sliding the deadbolt across before running back towards the bed and taking a cautious leap and landing atop of his giggling wife.
"We need to be quick." He asserted, pulling Y/N's pyjama top over her head and attacking her now exposed breasts with his mouth.
Muffling her moans with her hand placed firmly over her mouth, her free hand had a tight grip on his locks as her back arched up from the mattress. Even after 10 years, he knew all the right moves to get her in the mood. But in all seriousness, she could never say no anyhow.
Slipping his hand into her silk shorts, his middle finger found her clit instantly making her body shiver as he removed her hand from her mouth and replaced it with his own lips.
"SSSHHH." He giggled into the kiss, teasing her with fast flicks of his finger as he gathered her arousal and coated them before slipping them between her folds.
Gasping against his lips as he inserted two fingers, Y/N grabbed at his strong biceps as he began to rock them in and out of her, pressing his tongue against hers in a heated kiss.
She could feel his strained erection poking her thigh making her begin to become impatient as the sound of voices grew louder around the house. He said it himself, they needed to be quick. So she couldn't understand why he was taking his sweet time. She was wet and she knew he could feel it.
