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Chapter Twenty

A/N: I will confess, that I just wrote this chapter through two meetings this morning. I gave the meetings and this equal attention, but sure errors exist, but we will appreciate those errors! Anyway, I need my morning coffee before my next meeting in 5 mins. Happy reading, until we meet again in the next chapter (next week). 

Seokjin's Pov:

This guy was really dangerous, and I had no clue how we ended up eating breakfast together and then him pinning me beneath his weight in my bed not even an hour later.

My line of thinking was derailed when he went for my lips and kissed me in a languid but ardent manner. The kiss was slow and intense. I tasted him by inserting my tongue into his mouth and moving it around within his mouth. It was difficult for me to stop kissing him since he had a lovely taste. He was also an outstanding kisser, and I became addicted to kissing him. When I started to pull away from him while we were kissing, he put his hand on my jaw and held me while he smiled and looked into my eyes. He was very attentive. It was inevitable that I would have to close my eyes as he brushed his tongue over my lips. His stare was too intense.

When he resumed our kiss, with his tongue buried into my mouth, it was as if he had read my thoughts, knowing my yearning for his taste, and it was as if he had done it intending to satisfy that need.

After what seemed like an eternity, he finally broke apart from our passionate embrace and said in a low voice, "Are you still sore?"

I was still sore, but how did he expect me to not want more of him when he looked at me like that? Not only did his body tell me that he wanted me, but his eyes were deadly; they had me consenting to things I should be against.

I could feel his hard cock pushing against mine, and this very feeling caused my hole to quiver.

"I want you." I gently brushed my hands over his arms in an effort to reassure him that everything was fine. I needed to get used to him since it was certain that he would only want more of me at some point in the future. When I gave it some thought, I realized that the fact that he desired and needed me was really praising.

Because of my words, he cracked a smile; I loved and hated it; his smile was breathtakingly dangerous. He was adding a touch of sweetness to a very heated moment. To reiterate what I've already stated and will continue to say, this guy is dangerous.

Because I can see our family of seven expanding to include a sixth child in the blink of an eye, I will make it a point to take birth control with me when I leave the hospital after giving birth.

As my lips come in touch with his and we make contact with one another, I let out a little moan as he kisses me and thrusts two of his fingers inside me. It came out of nowhere without prior notice, but I believe that's on purpose since he intended to shock and awe me. Probably being able to read my thoughts and being aware of my next intentions.

"How are you feeling, baby?" The soreness no longer seemed to matter as his lips spoke gently against mine, as his fingers deeply stroked my insides. It was comfortable, and I wanted more of him. I needed more of him.

I replied to him by kissing him, my arms eventually found their way around his neck, and my tongue made its way into his mouth. I wanted to explore his taste once again.

Our kiss ended as soon as he slipped another finger into me, and I bit down on his lip as I tried to grasp the increasing pleasure pulsing through my body. As he pushed deeper into me with his fingers, my hips lifted off the bed and met his body.

My right thigh was firmly grasped by his right hand as he brought my leg forward and over his shoulder. I let out a gasp as he did this. When he did that to me, I experienced a new sort of pain that I had never felt before, even though I had always been a flexible person. However, since I got pregnant, my muscles have grown inflexible, so I no longer have the flexibility I once had.