She smiles at him, understanding what they can be for each other, and she's ready, even if this is all they can have.
His fingers slowly lower the zipper on the back of her dress, allowing it to become loose on her small frame. She stares up at him, recognizing his hesitancy, but understanding the desire. She smiles softly, feeling warmed by his fingertips as they trace a line down her bare skin. She reaches up, dropping the strap off of her other shoulder and it allows the thin fabric of the dress to slip down off of her breasts, exposing her. He's almost overwhelmed at the sight of her. He gasps as he leans back to look at her, almost as if he's trying to memorize every curve of her body and he quickly drops to his knees, reaching to touch the fabric, tugging at the dress to lower it over her hips. At the same moment his mouth finds her nipple, and his tongue slides out to brush across it, making her back arch, pushing her body closer to him.
She closes her eyes and drops her head back as his tongue swirls around the stiff peak sending lightning bolts of sensation through her veins. Her hands fall to his shoulders and her fingers slide up into the back of his soft hair. She grips his head and pulls him closer as the dress falls down her legs, pooling in a soft cloud around her heels. His hands slide over her hips to grab her bottom, still clothed in the lacy fabric of her panties. He squeezes her, pulling her body closer. His mouth suckling on her breast and his hot breath against her skin makes her core ache with longing, needing to feel him inside. She whimpers as the wet of her excitement coats her panties, and it makes him smile, recognizing her desire as he opens his eyes to look up at her.
A soft moan escapes as she looks down at him, meeting his eyes just as his mouth releases her nipple with a loud pop. His eyes narrow, full of a dark heat and full of lust. His grins at her, almost in a smirk before his lips drag down across her stomach, inch by inch, closer to her heat and all the while, his eyes locked on her, enjoying every moment of making her wait. She gasps and her muscles flinch as he trails his tongue over her skin, tasting her, relishing in her. His fingertips dig under the thin straps of her panties, beginning to lower each strap from her hips as he continues to slide his lips lower down.
She gasps as his mouth gets closer to the top of her panties, leaving a delicate kiss behind just before the fabric is pulled from her clingy heat. His long fingers tug each strap down her thighs, dragging them past her knees until they gather around her ankles on top of the fabric of her dress. His hands slide up to caress her outer thighs before he rolls back on his heels. He looks up at her as she stands completely naked, holding her breath, waiting for his next move.
He slowly rises up in front of her, looking over every part of her body as he tugs at the buttons on his shirt, trying to remove it quickly. He reaches for his pants, trying to unbuckle his belt, and she watches him struggle, refusing to look away from her. She steps out of the gathered clothing at her feet, slips out of her heels, and reaches her hand out to tug at the waistband of his pants, pulling him closer to her. He gasps as her fingertips touch the skin of his stomach under his waistband. She lifts her head, nuzzling against him, begging for his kiss. His tongue forces its way into her mouth as it tangles with hers. She slides her hand down the front of his suit pants, feeling his arousal, and sliding her hand along his length as his hands work to lower his zipper.
His kiss becomes more needy as she strokes him through the fabric and he struggles to push his trousers down, trying to remove the barrier between them, as they drop, he stands with one arm holding her pressed against him, wearing only his black boxers. She continues to stroke him, the other hand wrapping around his neck to keep his lips connected to hers and her breasts pressing against his naked chest. He pushes the boxers down with his free hand, awkwardly raising each leg to step out of them, before both hands wrap around her body. He's finally freed from his clothing, and he holds her close, feeling his hard length pressed against her stomach. He spins her around, dropping with her onto the bed behind them, without breaking from their kiss.
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Just A Taste (MYG x reader/OFC 18+ collection, on going)
FanfictionA new collection of ongoing Yoongi smuts and one shots themed with dinner dates/dinner parties. #1 in SUGAsmut Story one: Just a Taste You are summoned to a meeting with an unknown client to discuss your smut writing, but you weren't expecting the c...
