Sexy Pornstar || Kim Taehyung ✓

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Y/n's POV

I scoff at Taehyung's remark, "You're an asshole." I curse and he puckers his lips. "Sure, I am."

"I don't wanna work with you," I say, moving back but he chuckles, making me halt. I look at him in confusion but he gazes at me intently. "I knew it. Don't worry, there's no compensation you have to make. I made the contract that way." He says and I nod, turning back but again he says something that makes me stop dead in my tracks.

"But you, not working for me after knowing that I'm the chairman, will just prove my point that I still have an effect on you." I kiss my teeth, shut my eyes in frustration, and fist my hands together.

He's testing my patience.

What does he think he is? I'll love him forever? I scoff before turning back to him with a smirk on my lips.

Taehyung just cocks an eyebrow with a teasing grin on his face as he slowly licks his lower lip and takes it between his teeth. That dirty seductive motherfucker!

I stand right in front of him and he stares down at me, his hands gripping the rim of the desk. My smirk widens as I slowly trace my finger on his neck, feeling his skin tense under my touch but he still maintains eye contact.

Slowly, I take my finger down his exposed collarbone, towards the collars, and slide them away. He smirks, darkness pooling in his eyes and I grin at him. "You know, Taehyung, let's play," I mumble.

His jaw tightens but he still grins, tilting his head in confusion. "Play what?"

"Our Old Game, Sexy Pornstar."

I tell him and he pulls a string of skin from his lip and nods, cockily. But I touch his bare chest and rest my palm on his warm skin. My entire palm burns because of our skin touching but I don't let it affect my expressions.

"But, no sex! No lip-locking. Just pure seduction. We are grown-ups, right?" I ask and watch his smile falter slightly, eyes unreadable but he presses his lips together and pokes his tongue on his cheek. "Sure thing, kitten. You make the rules."

I smirk and move my face forward and place a kiss on his collarbones, rolling my eyes over to see his reaction but he just stares at me blankly. I smile and kiss him again, this time using my tongue and pulling the skin in between my teeth as I feel him cupping my waist protectively.

I hold his shoulders and push him on the recliner where I was sitting. He falls on it and stares at me but I walk forward and bend down, using my leg to join his legs. I slowly sit on his lap with both of mine folded, strangling him and I place my hands on his shoulder.

His hands automatically rest on my waist as he stares at me with a deep gaze. "You're so beautiful, Y/n," He says, making my heart skip a beat as he caresses my sides but I won't melt.

Not this time, Kim Taehyung.

"And you're a Sexy Pornstar, Taehyung," I say and attack his jaw with my mouth, placing kisses as I slowly move down and watch his Adam's apple bob when I place the hickeys on his neck and collarbones.

"Fuck! You have gotten better—"

"Of course! Overseas men are really good in bed." I mumble on his neck but feel his grip on my waist tightening. His fingers dig into my flesh as he cups my nape and pulls my face back.

I watch his fuming eyes as he clicks his tongue while looking at me in rage. "So they are better than me?" He asks and I pout, nodding teasingly.

He smirks, rubbing his hands on my neck, and pulls my face forward, brushing our noses together, our lips just an inch apart. "You know that you've always been a brat. And I was the one that always tamed you." He whispers.

With every word, his breath hits my lips and a fire of lust ignites in my chest. "But I had needs too," I whisper and he smirks. He leans forward and kisses me right at the corner of my lips before pulling back. But I unknowingly moved forward to reach for his lips.

Why did I want to kiss him? What the fuck is wrong with me? Fuck you, Y/n.

He smirks as he notices my action but he presses his index finger on my lips, stopping me. "No lip locking, SinCity. We need to go with the rules." He says and I blink several times.

I clench my jaws and look away but hear him chuckling. "You make rules, kitten. The day you want to kiss, we kiss. The day you want to fuck, we fuck. It's all on you."

"I hate you," I mumble through gritted teeth. He pushes my waist against him and I moan, burying my face in his shoulder when I feel his hard erection right on my clothed core. "Not for long, kitten. Not for long."

We hear knocks from the door and I sit up, hearing Taehyung sigh in annoyance. "Come in, Yoongi." He says without even asking who it is and I look at him in horror, trying to get up from him but he secures me in place.

The door swings open and I watch Yoongi enter the room with Jennie who gasps as she watches us. "What the fuck, Y/n! What are you doing with other men again? Damn!" She exclaims in amusement and I pry Taehyung's hands away and get up from him, hitting him on his main spot as he groans.

"Jen, let's go! We are getting late!" I scream, running towards her while her eyes were fixed on the broken glass table the same as Yoongi who was just looking at it blankly.

But when I walk past him, I peek back at Taehyung who points at the visible hickey on his neck with his index finger and then waves at me with a smirk. I pull Jennie by the wrist and drag her away from the room as she mumbles behind me,

"You just made out with Mr. Vincent? Hoe, major respect for you!"

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