"Lie still." Park Jimin's voice interrupted all of the protests that Roseanne wanted to utter when he stood in front of her after laying her on the bed. The man was kissing her non-stop as he strode towards their bedroom, but he suddenly stopped after laying her down the bed. How could she NOT protest?
However, Roseanne chose to lie still, even though her body was craving his touch. Every one of her muscles seemed to quiver under his intense gaze. Roseanne slowly licked her lips as she watched him standing there.
Then she bit her lip in absolute hunger as she watched him remove his pants. He leaned over to untie her robe with a flick of his fingers before slowly pulling the robe away from Roseanne's, exposing her alluringly nude body.
"You dared to walk out of the room with nothing on under your robe?" he asked as his palm lightly grazed her arm, making her tremble. "You showed another man your flesh, and you even seemed to like the attention he gave you..."
"That was not the..."
"Shhh..." Park Jimin put a finger over Roseanne's mouth, silencing her. "No talking."
His hands traced her a path from behind her ears and swiftly down to her collarbone where he s-l-o-w-l-y traced outwards to her shoulders, lightly caressing them with his thumbs as she arched her neck and looked at him with eyes glazed with passion.
Slowly and erotically his hands skimmed her eager body, skillfully teasing patterns over her ribcage and on to her waist where he traced small circles which instantly earned a giggle from Roseanne. Suddenly his hands moved up, cupping her breasts and flicking her already taut nipples.
Roseanne instantly felt shivers of pure delight race through her body from her breasts down past her stomach. He could keep doing this for an hour or so and she would not mind in the least...She shut her eyes and bit her lip as the sensations overwhelmed her before she felt his hot tongue against her areola.
Her arms unknowingly clung to his neck, however, Park Jimin suddenly stopped touching her. He slowly removed Roseanne's arms from around his neck as he repeated his instructions: "No talking. No touching."
Roseanne's heavy lidded eyes cleared instantly before she furrowed her brows and blinked at him in confusion. She was so accustomed to having control over everything that she seemed to be having a hard time comprehending his words.
No talking. No touching.
She stared at him, her amber eyes staring straight into his brown orbs that seemed to turn even darker from pure lust. She wanted him. She really, really wanted him. In fact, Roseanne had never wanted anyone or anything as much as she wanted this man in front of her.
The undeniable attraction that she felt for him seemed to make all logical thoughts fly out of her head. She knew what he wanted. He was asking for control. And she was having second thoughts about giving him complete control over her. 'Do you trust him?' A small voice echoed inside her head. Roseanne tried to disengage from her thoughts. Why overthink things? This is nothing but sex. However, she immediately knew that she'd failed.
This was more than sex. This was more than two bodies satisfying each other. She was aware of this fact and unknowingly had been silently accepting it. She trusted him. As Roseanne was lost in thought, Park Jimin was silent and still. Waiting. Patiently waiting - and then she felt his hand making small circles on her hip. Roseanne bit her lips as she slowly nodded, giving him the permission that he desired.
Anticipation instantly swirled in his eyes as he leaned in to kiss her. His kiss was gentle as they both took their time savoring the moment, then he deepened the kiss as he started to lose control again.
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The Vicious Wife
Romance[Mature alert] Like almost every dramatic romance novel, Roseanne Anne Lilian's story began with an evil stepmother, a scheming stepsister, and a dumb ex-fiance. At twenty, she fell prey to their grand scheme and became the laughingstock of the cou...