F*cking the Enemy

4

Kim Namjoon grabs your waist and guides you down the stairs. You feel like you're absent from this World, floating in a cloud of your own lust and before you know it you're in the back of a black car that you suppose is being driven by Namjoon's chauffeur to his house. While he strokes every inch of your skin you suckle his plump lips and let them snap back obscenely in place.
His kisses are pillowy, sinfully all over your neck and whatever skin is exposed by your cleavage. His hand is relentlessly pressing against your denim clothed groin, but soon he unbuttons your jeans to slip his fingers in between your folds.
-Baby girl, you're so wet for me...- he moans in your mouth when he discovers the almost embarrassing swamp you have in between your legs; and this reminds you of Jungkook. He also addresses you the same when you're in his arms, and he also posesses you in a way that's overwhelming, yet not desperate. It's like he feels it's a privilege for you to have his undivided attention and not the other way around. This is proved right when you feel an overwhelming urge to get on your knees and rip off his pants, but he stops you right before your attempt to do so, letting you know you had already arrived to his house. It's shameful how horny you are but at this point there's no turning back, your senses are blurry by how much you need this man to have you as soon as possible.
You button up your pants in a hurry when the car comes to a stop, followed by the door to your side opening suddenly by the hand of the driver who announces your arrival. You don't even register what expression he had on his face when he saw your disheveled appearance, but you don't care at this moment. You get out of the car without much preamble and a few seconds later you're thrusted into a bed of white crisp linens while Namjoon's face is burrowed in the valley of your breasts. He's taken your clothes off and now he's slowly suctioning and licking the skin of your torso, then your abdomen, then your boiling hot pussy that already threatens to explode in his lips.
-Such sweet, sweet pussy you have baby...- he purrs pornographically while tasting parsimoniously with obscene pops and slurps, leaving no slime behind. He consumes your labia skillfully, sucking in your clitoris mercilessly while you cling to the sheets and gasp for air.
You moan and scream, lustfully consumed by the sweet torture he's ensuing on you, until you finally cum explosively and nastily with his tongue pushing and flicking your bud up and down.
-Fuck Namjoon!- you whine in amazement but he barely lets you recover your breath when he undresses himself to reveal his glistening, perfect, plump pectorals, followed by his veiny, bursting cock that takes your breath away as soon as you see it.
He pulls your thighs closer to him to present his member to your dripping sex, where he proceeds to rub your sensitivity with the reddened head of his anxious cock. Dimpled half smile on his face erasing every single bit of sanity left and his cock in hand is just too much. You twitch from the unbearable sensations, while he strokes your naked chest and squeezes your breasts perversely. Then he pushes himself in you, slowly stretching you open inch by inch. Every second feels so good that is almost torture... His gentle, deep thrusts become more heated and intense after a while. He grinds and frictions incessantly with pornographic eyes until another orgasm takes over your heaving body while your lungs feel like there's not enough oxigen in the room. You whine and complain cuming as he squeezes your thighs and tries to restrain himself from orgasming sooner than he intends, but he has to flip you on your stomach to keep his composure.
He's fucking every bit of your brains out from behind, stroking you while he moans. His deep raspy voice sends waves of chills throughout your body as he squeezes your butcheeks and plays with your anus, but you push back against him willing to suck in as much of his cock as possible in your hole, no matter how much it rips you open. You'll worry about the pain later. After years of being abused and manhandled by Jungkook, you associate pain with pleasure, and Namjoon is getting the message because now he's thrusting harder.
-You're so big Namjoon...- you whine in between moans after a few minutes of murder.
-Are you sure you're ok baby?- his voice comes out breathy and deeply affected as he digs his fingers deeply in your butcheeks...
-Yeah, you're gonna make me cum again...- you utter with what little voice you have left after so much moaning in all fours.
-Fuck, you're so fucking hot!- he responds with painful moans and a groan that coaxes a blinding orgasm out of you as soon as he leans forward and grabs both your breasts with his huge manly hand, squeezing your left nipple in between his fingers.
-Ahh!!!- he groans grabbing your face and bringing it close to his member, inviting you to suck it dry, which you do hungrily. You can barely fit half of it in your mouth, but you push it down your throat regardless, and look up to admire his gorgeous body drenched in sweat, and him biting his lips in ecstasy as you blow him laboriously. Every curve and muscle glistens against his honey like complexion and you're entranced by his raw, exotic beauty.
You gulp down his gorgeous cock, making him moan and gasp with his head tilted back, and soon enough his juice comes flooding your mouth and coating your lips as a plentiful reward. The warm nature of it brings comfort to your neck and breasts as it drips down, because you don't stop sucking even after he's cummed. You keep blowing his sensitized reddened cock in between his moans until he gently holds your cheeks and lifts you up with a smile.
In that same moment your phone rings, pulling you out of his dragon eyes and murderous dimples, so you take it out of the pocket of your pants to silence it; but Jungkook's name is on the screen for Namjoon to see it. You send it to voicemail, knowing all too well what your partner was craving; but unfortunately for him your hands were already full at the moment.
-I hope your partner doesn't take this personal, is it serious between you two?- he asks with a grin and cocked eyebrows.
-What? What are you talking about?- you dodge the subject, while he wipes his semen off your boobs gentlemanly...
-Everybody in the station knows that you're having sex with Jungkook... that's why they're so afraid to ask you out...
-Really... -you reply pensively
-So? Is it?- Namjoon asks expectantly
-He's not my boyfriend, I'm not sure we're even friends...
As you say this your body mechanically prompts itself to put its clothes back on, but Namjoon stops you by grabbing your hand.
-You don't have to leave, stay with me...- he purrs bringing you closer to him and his irresistible body...
-I have work in the morning...- you reply looking up at him and his kind, soul sucking, dragon eyes, and for a second he reminds you of your dad. The only man who truly loved you, as far as you're concerned... He had also been in the force, until he became chief of police... Of course, not physically, but there was something about Namjoon's voice and gentle manners that made you feel like he would protect you over himself, no matter how misguided this thought would actually be.
-I'll drive you home in the morning so you can change, and then take you to work...- he replied painting kisses all over your neck, while slowly laying you back on his bed to be played with.
As he suckles your lips and strokes your body, you surrender to his affections and give in to his sensual whispers. Complimenting you and spewing all kinds of filth while he pleasures you endlessly until everything becomes a blur... Maybe you were wrong about him, maybe he was an actual human being, with decency and morals... You suppose you'll find out soon enough...