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Chapter 3

Later that night, Amara was sitting on the couch in her living room. She was watching a random cooking show on the TV, while she was playing a game on her phone. It was almost 1am, when there was a knock on her door. She put her phone down, expecting it to be the food she had ordered. She grabbed some money out of her bag and walked over to the door, opening it. When she did, Yeonjun was standing outside. She stared at him, admittedly surprised. She'd forgotten about what he had said earlier today. He looked at her when she opened the door and gave her that beautiful smile of his.

"I'm sorry I'm late. We worked a little late tonight," he tells her.

She got over her surprise quickly and gave him her own smile.

"It's okay, I actually forgot about it. I got so busy when I came home," she admitted and moved aside so he could come in.

When he did, she closed the door behind him. She put the money on the table and smiled at him. Yeonjun watched as his short girlfriend walked past him. He didn't want to rush into doing what he'd told her earlier. He wasn't the kind of guy to rush, he loved to take his time. Which was why he'd promised her more tonight, because they had to be quick earlier. But, seeing that she was wearing a shirt with no pants and just her underwear, drove him crazy. He had to fight that urge to grab her and take her right now. He shoved that urge deep down and followed her into the living room. He joined her on the couch, looking at the TV.

For next 30 minutes, Yeonjun did his damndest to keep his attention on the TV and not her. That was proving to be difficult for several reasons. Her clothing was one. Another was how curvy she was. The worst reason was that she was wearing thigh highs. One of the many weaknesses he had. At least on her, it was his weakness. On anyone else before her, it didn't do much. He knew it was because they couldn't pull off the look anywhere near as good as she can. And he was happy for that. After a few more minutes, he couldn't keep the urge at bay anymore. So, he gave in.

Yeonjun suddenly grabbed her and pushed her against the couch cushions. Amara let out a surprised squeak at his actions. She didn't get the chance to say anything, before he pushed his lips against hers. The kiss only lasted a few seconds, before she turned her face away, making him kiss her cheek. But, that didn't deter him at all. He was a very determined man, and that was always made clear in any videos and clips of him. He also wasn't one to waste time, either. He pushed his hands underneath her shirt, his fingers caressing the skin on her waist. It made her shiver with how light his touch was. Yeonjun placed soft kisses all over her neck, which made chills go up her spine. She usually fell victim to him, but tonight, she didn't want to.

Amara put her hands on his chest and pushed him off of her, sitting up. He looked at her, a look on his face. She gave him a smile that told him everything. She was being a brat. Not that he cared, he loved it when she acted like this. Yeonjun smirked at her, those beautiful lips of his curling into his cheeks.

"You have to wait. I ordered food and I don't want them to show up in the middle of us doing something," she tells him, smiling at him.

He wrapped his arms around her waist and quickly pulled her into his lap, making sure she was straddling him. She gasped in surprise at his gesture.

"Then, we'll do something else until your food gets here," Yeonjun said, sliding his hands under her shirt again.

"No, because I know how you are. You'll just trick me into going further," she whined, putting her hands on his shoulders.

He pushed against her, putting his lips on her neck, sending more shivers up her spine.

"Me? Trick you? I would never," he breathed against her skin.

He moved his hands up the front of her body, stopping only when his palms were pushed against her breasts. He didn't do anything else, aside from that. She wasn't one for her chest being played with, but she was okay with that, for the sole reason that warmth of his hands against her skin, made her feel nice.

Yeonjun distracted her with that and wrapping his lips around the sensitive part on her neck, which was where her neck met her shoulder. He pulled the skin between his teeth, sucking on it. A soft sigh left her lips, her back arching slightly. Amara slid her fingers into his black hair, the strands feeling as if she was touching silk. He finally stopped the abuse on her neck, leaving a bright red mark behind.

Yeonjun pushed his lips against hers again, successfully getting her to be distracted. He let go of her chest to wrap his arms around her waist and pull her against him. He slid his hands down until he reached her underwear. He gripped the fabric, pulling it tightly. He didn't need to do much in order for her to do what he wanted. She was always so easy to bend to his will. He just needed to give her a little attention, and she was melted butter in his hands. He used his grip on her underwear to help her. She didn't need a lot of convincing to do it.

Amara moved her hips in his lap, grinding into him. Yeonjun let go of her underwear, sliding his hands to her thighs, pressing his fingers into her skin. She slightly gripped his hair, a soft whimper leaving her lips and falling into his mouth. They hadn't been doing that for long, when she stopped. She pulled away from his kiss and shifted her position to where she was straddling him more comfortably.

Yeonjun watched her as she began to move her hips again, grinding herself into him. He put his hands on her waist, pulling her hips a bit faster. A soft groan fell from his lips, which encouraged her to go faster.

Yeonjun couldn't take the teasing any longer. He needed more. He always craved more when it came to her. He quickly lifted her off his lap and pushed her into the couch underneath him. He expected her to say no, because of her food. But, she didn't. She currently didn't care about food anymore. He forced her legs open, towering over her. He pushed her shirt up, stopping when it was just under her chest. He leaned down and started kissing her thighs.

Yeonjun trailed those lovely lips of his down her inner thighs, hooking his fingers into the hem of her underwear. The feeling of his lips on her skin made Amara shiver. He quickly pulled her underwear off of her, throwing them on the floor somewhere. As before stated, he wasn't the kind of man to waste time. If he wanted something, he would get it.

Amara released a moan as he closed his lips over the one spot that he'd made her need him. She reached down, tangling her fingers in his hair. He dragged his tongue up over her core, making her shiver and gasp. Her taste was always so sweet to him.

The first time he'd wanted to taste her, was because of Taehyun. Thanks to him, it got him curious. Especially with how he'd described it. It was when they'd all been dating for about three or four months. They had been on the set of shooting their PUMA video. Taehyun had gotten frustrated because some of the staff were being overwhelming and he needed a break, so he stormed off and took Amara with him.

When they'd come back, Taehyun looked a lot more happy and relieved. After the shooting ended, he'd told Yeonjun everything. They didn't have sex, but he did manage to bend her into letting him taste her. Taehyun had explained that it was like he was licking pure honey off of a spoon, with the sugar leaking over his tongue. That was when Yeonjun needed to taste her too. The first time he did, he couldn't believe how right his band mate had been. It really was like honey and sugar.

Yeonjun only gave her a couple more licks, before there was a loud knock on the door. It surprised the both of them, startling her back to the present. He pulled away and cursed under his breath at the interruption.

"That's my food, I have to--"

"Stay put. Don't move," Yeonjun ordered.

He was very annoyed. She did as he said and watched him get off the couch. She knew if she didn't listen to him, he'd get mad and punish her. Although, she enjoyed the punishments he gave her. But tonight, she wanted him to keep going. So, she obeyed. He opened the front door, only enough to be able to take the food. He thanked the delivery lady and paid her.

He shut the front door and locked it. He put the food on the table and returned to Amara lying on the couch. She could tell he was annoyed by him being interrupted. And when that happened, things usually took a different turn. Tonight was no different.

Yeonjun climbed back on to the couch and roughly forced her legs open. She could hear him cursing to himself out of anger. He put himself between her legs and leaned over her, putting his hand on the couch above her head. It didn't take a genius to know that she would be getting used very roughly.