Love Me Again (Taehyung X Reader)

Chapter 42: "... that things would be alright."

Y/N POV:

As I sat there on the bed waiting for Taehyung, part of me wanted to feel embarrassed for the way I had been so bold with Taehyung, for the way I had essentially thrown myself at him, but the bigger part of me knew there was nothing wrong with it. This man, this amazing man that loved me, knew me better than anyone else. He knew everything about me, my faults, my fears, but he loved me still. I don't know what I did in past life to deserve his love, his unswerving devotion, and his kindness. To me, Taehyung was perfect and there was nothing that could convince me otherwise.

I was only waiting a few minutes before I heard the sound of footsteps coming down the hall, the sound almost silent. Taehyung's handsome silhouette appeared in the doorway and he grinned at me, his eyes full of mischief, but filled with an underlying need that was hard to ignore, almost impossible to push aside. He sauntered into the room, stopping front of me. Taehyung tugged me to my feet and wrapped his arms around me, pulling me into his warm embrace. Picking up where we left off in the living room, he pressed his lips to mine, his hand finding its place back between my thighs.

Pinching my clit gently between his fingers, Taehyung then slipped a finger into me, quickly followed by a second. I couldn't stop the moans that slipped from my lips, his name combined with a curse. His touch on me felt so familiar and I knew this was all I wanted for the rest of my life. To be his. In every way. I wanted to be his fiancé again. I wanted to marry him. Even if I didn't remember everything, my heart knew it all and my mind knew enough to know that he was it for me.

As Taehyung continued to touch me, I pulled back from the kiss, ready to get him out of his clothes. Undoing his silver tie, I slid it off and dropped it to the floor before getting to work on his shirt. I unbuttoned his black dress shirt, the silky fabric sliding through my fingers like water and when I pushed it off his shoulders, it joined his tie on the floor.

Taehyung pulled his fingers from me, sticking them in his mouth, making me blush as he sucked the arousal from the long digits. He gently pushed me back onto the bed then stood and quickly removed the rest of his clothes before joining me on the bed. Lying next to me, Taehyung pulled me back into his arms, attaching his lips to mine again. I wrapped my arms around his neck, wanting to be close to him, as close as I could possibly get to him, to stay right there with him forever. Taehyung slipped his fingers back between my thighs, knowing exactly how to touch me to make me squirm underneath him.

"Please Tae. Please." I could feel his hard cock against my thigh and I wanted nothing more than for him to be inside me, filling me up with his beautiful length.

"What baby? What do you need? You know I'll give you anything, do anything for you." Taehyung's voice was soft, but filled with need, filled with desire.

Gripping onto his wrist, I pulled his fingers away from clit and tugged him so her was hovering over me. "I want you. I want to feel you inside me."

Taehyung groaned, closing his eyes. "Fuck baby." Kneeling between my thighs, he gripped his cock in his long fingers and slowly began to push into me, his eyes closing at the sensation. "Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!"

I couldn't help but giggle at his words, watching the usually composed man fall apart in front of me was one of the biggest turn ons in my entire life and I didn't know what to do about it, how to handle it. He was perfect and there was no denying it, no way of believing otherwise.

Taehyung thrusted hard into me, cutting off my giggle. "What's the matter baby? Not so funny anymore?" The smirk on his face was one of sexiest things I had ever seen and I clenched down around him. "Oh? Is that how we're going to play this?" pulling back until only the head of his cock remained in me, Taehyung plunged back in, setting a punishing pace and the only thing I could do was hang on tight and enjoy it, enjoy the feeling of him dominating me, controlling me. Of knowing that I would do anything for him, be anybody.