Married To The Young Tycoon[𝔍aywon ]

CHAPTER:45

Mrs.Chung sat in the dark kitchen sipping her chamomile tea slowly. She had a self-satisfied smirk when she saw Jay pulling Jungwon into a room. The door banged and locked. She smiled again, Jungwon was warned yet he didn't listen. Maybe he'd listen in the future but not tonight. She played some soft jazz music and stared at the stars with Mr.Trouble- not that the music helped eliminate any of the noise coming from the room.

 -------------------------------

--------------------------------

Jungwon saw no use in wearing a skirt when all Jay did was tear it off the boy's body.

It lay on the ground with his now shredded lace top.

Jungwon was sure the curtains got torn in the process but he'd check that out in the morning, if he survived obviously.

Was Jay always this dominant and rough or was it because of what happened tonight? 

No, it had to be because of what happened tonight. When did Jay become this strong...this powerful... Maybe he was always this way and just needed a little jolt to awaken that side of him.

Whatever the case may be, Jungwon was...enjoying it. Damn, if he knew Jay could be this rough, he would've worn a skirt decades ago.

Did the headboard have to suffer in the process? Yes.

Jungwon was genuinely unsure of what to do or how to act. This amount of pleasure was driving him insane. In the most literal sense.

Shameless was what this was- or that's what Jungwon tried to convince himself. He would be shameless... for this.

Jay gripped his waist, his hands and the one he loved most, was when Jay gripped his thighs. Just when he thought there could be no more to such ecstasy, Jay pinned his hands above his head and went deep.

Yes, thank heavens Ni-ki wasn't here otherwise the boy would've been haunted by the profanities yelled out by the innocent Jungwon. 

No, this couldn't be Jungwon. This vile boy couldn't be everyone's Wonie, he was Jay's.

The marks over the surface of his entire body said so. He said so. He said so and cried for Jay to give him more, Jay gave him more. He begged for Jay to go harder, faster, faster, deeper- Jay gave him tenfold.

One orgasm was not enough for the work of art that occurred that night. Two or three did justice or maybe he lost count... He was sure his voice had gone along with his sanity in the process. His legs didn't work, he could no longer find the words to express how glorious this was...He didn't have the knowledge to do that.

And then there was Jay: sweating magnificently and doing the work of a king. A king he was.

Oh, Jungwon did remember to say one thing, just one thing: don't fucking stop.

(The Next Morning)

Jay woke up with Jungwon in his arms. That was heavenly.

The boy's cheeks were still red from last night's events which Jay so vividly remembered. He remembered every detail of it-better than he remembered his school work. It was also something that took a lot of energy.

But as epic and memorable as the moment was, Jay had another problem on his mind: Sunoo.

He wasn't sure but somehow the name sounded familiar. Too familiar.

The memory had Jay doubting whether Sunoo was who he said he was. It was the day he went to Jungwon's school after the boy hadn't been home since the previous night and if he remembered clearly, he could've sworn Jungwon mentioned Sunoo's name.