Closer than Ever

Chapter 20 - Breakfast for Two

Taehyung leans in and whispers in my left ear, "Come on," then scoops me up in his arms. He has been acting so dominant that I am surprised when he sets me on my feet and then lies down first on the couch. He pats his bare stomach in invitation and smiles his boxy smile up at me. I slowly strip off my soaked panties and kick them away, my eyes adjusting to the semi-darkness, then turn and lightly stroke a circle across his belly, down one hip, across his thighs, and up the other hip. I can see his bulge growing under those pants. I smile at him, and finally straddle his body.

Tae runs his hands up under the silk of my nightie and grasps my hips, then just stares at me. I reach out and gently trace his mouth with my index finger, feeling the soft fullness of his lips, and he leans in a little to kiss my finger tip. He pulls his hands out from under my nightgown, sliding them up my sides, and then torturously slowly he spider-walks his fingers over to my breasts, each touch reverberating through my body like a gong. I raise my arms to twist my hair out of my way in a makeshift knot, and I can feel his penis jump and twitch against my ass. "Stay like that, please!" he whispers, and I smile down at him and hold the pose. 

He feathers his fingers over my chest, and then suddenly pulls the lace bodice down to reveal my breasts. He licks his thumb and forefinger, softly caressing and twisting one nipple, then the other. We're both breathing fast now, and I bite back a groan. Tae gently pulls me toward him, encouraging me to lean forward until my chest is level with his face. I cradle his head between my forearms. He cups one breast from below, as if he was admiring a rose in bloom, and slowly wraps his lips around it, teasing my nipple with his tongue. My whole body shudders with pleasure, and I can feel his lips curving up into a smile. He does the same for the other breast, but this time nibbles gently as well causing me to arch my neck hard and make an "ah-ah!" sound at the sensation.

I begin to rock my ass back gently against him, and he groans, his large hands cupping my breasts. I can feel his erection growing hard against my butt cheek, so I grind a little harder, my mouth devouring his. I bury my hands in his hair, massaging his scalp in time with our movements. Tae moans into my mouth, his hips thrusting to rub his erection against me. 

I'm panting, desperate to feel him inside me, so I hop off and look for permission to pull off his pants. He snarls and nods, his eyes heavy-lidded. He kicks the pants onto the floor and I sweep my eyes over his perfect body, lying there. I can't wait any longer. "Do you have the condom?" I whisper. He nods and hands me the one from the sofa arm. I open the foil and roll the condom gently down his shaft, then palm his testicles, making him buck.

"Oh, Noona," he moans. I swing my leg back over him, and position myself over his cock, looking down at him. "Jebal," he whispers. "Please."

I gently take him in my hand and guide his tip into myself, pausing and clenching around it. Taehyung throws his head back against the sofa arm, groaning. Ever so slowly, I lower myself onto him, engulfing him until I am nestled down against his pelvic bone. My body shivers with pleasure and anticipation. Our eyes meet again, and we both grin. "Are you ready?" I ask, my voice husky with desire.

"Yes, Birdie. Ride me," he gasps, his hands digging into my hips through the silk. I start to rock slowly, grinding in tiny circles, and Tae arches his neck, groaning. He fumbles to pull my negligee up and over my head as I roll my hips. "Want to see," he groans, his eyes on my breasts. He starts to thrust up into me harder, moaning as my breasts bounce in time with his rhythm.

"Oh, my god, ohmygod, you feel so good!" I tell him, leaning back slightly and sucking my breath in across my teeth as his cock hits that special spot inside me.

"So fucking good!" he gasps in reply.

"Oh, oh-oh-oh, Tae..." I pant, picking up the pace slightly.

Taehyung is making that deep keening sound again, the one that means he is nearing a shattering orgasm, but I'm not ready for this to be over yet. I slow us down almost to a stop, moving up and down on his cock at glacial speed, clenching and unclenching around him. He stills and makes a strangled sound deep in his throat, staring into my eyes, then suddenly wraps his arms around my waist and flips us over. He gazes down at me, giving me that boxy snarl that melts me, but he's not moving, holding his orgasm at bay.