In a captivating love story, Taehyung and YN find themselves bound by marriage, a union orchestrated by their parents. Unbeknownst to YN, Taehyung has harbored deep feelings for her since their childhood. As they navigate their new life together, th...
“Aren’t you being a wild cat?” Taehyung teased, sending shivers through my body.
"Um, let's just finish eating," I mumbled nervously, my voice trembling.
We continued eating, but my mind was racing. Ugh, my plan isn’t working! Think, Y/n, think!
Suddenly, an idea hit me. "Taehyung, do you want to use the bathroom first, or should I?" I asked casually.
"You go ahead. I’ll use the guest bathroom," he responded, his sweet nature making me smile.
Perfect.
I quickly changed into a sexy nightdress, touched up my skincare routine, and headed to the bedroom, ready to get his attention. But as soon as I walked in, there he was—working. Seriously? Your wife’s here, dressed for you, and you’re answering emails?
I needed a new plan. Think, Y/n... Idea!
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𝐓𝐚𝐞𝐡𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐠'𝐬 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞
I was replying to an email when I felt her sit on my lap, wearing a seductive nightdress.
Ignore her, Taehyung. You’re angry, I reminded myself, focusing on my work.
But then, she started moving her hips against me. I felt the tension rise as she placed her hands on my neck and began kissing it softly.
Oh no... I can’t hold back anymore.
𝐘/𝐧'𝐬 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞
Before I knew it, his lips were on mine, kissing me with a raw, unrestrained passion. I matched his intensity, kissing him back with equal fervor.
“Are you sure?” he murmured between kisses.
"Yes," I nodded, my voice breathless.
In an instant, I was on the bed with him above me, swiftly removing my nightdress and bra. His lips found my neck, and he sucked hard, leaving his marks. His hands moved to my breasts, squeezing them gently as his mouth followed, sucking and biting my nipples.
I moaned at the sensation, "Ahh~."
His shirt was off in seconds, and my fingers traced the ridges of his abs as our lips collided again. His hand slid down to my inner thigh, and before I knew it, he had my panties off.
I was lost in the kiss, not even realizing how fast everything was moving until I felt his fingers inside me, making me moan against his lips. His other hand held my breast, kneading it while he kissed down my body.
Without warning, he went lower, pressing kisses to my core before his tongue began to work, leaving marks there too. Suddenly, he thrust three fingers into me, arching my back in response. I was overwhelmed, my body covered in sweat as his mouth moved back to my neck, his other hand still caressing my chest.
He undid his pants, and my eyes were drawn to his bulging boxers. He was so hard, and when he pulled them off, I couldn’t help but stare. His length stood rigid and thick.
"Enjoying the view?" he chuckled, pulling me back to reality.
He didn’t waste any time, grinding against me while biting my neck, his arousal driving me wild.
Then, out of nowhere, he slammed into me. "Ahhhh!" I cried out, clutching the sheets.
His pace was relentless, his hips thrusting hard as I moaned, "Ahh~." My body tensed as I came on his shaft, and he pulled out, both of us panting.
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𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧'𝐬 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞
Three hours later, Taehyung groaned as Y/n sucked his shaft, bringing him over the edge. He came in her mouth, and Y/n swallowed it, leaving him impressed.
They’d tried almost every position by now, exhausted but deeply satisfied. Taehyung kissed her tenderly before lying beside her, whispering, "I love you, sweetheart."
"I love you too, Tae," she replied softly, as they cleaned up, him dressing her in his shirt before they fell asleep in each other's arms.
- Mature content ends
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"I don’t want to go home," I whined, pouting like a child.
Taehyung had just told me we had to leave for Korea tonight, and I wasn’t ready.
"Y/n, stop acting like a little girl. We need to pack," he said, a smile tugging at his lips.
"I don’t want to gooo!" I cried dramatically.
"No, Y/n."
"Pleeeease?" I begged, trying my best puppy dog eyes.
"Not gonna work," he smirked, shaking his head.
"Fine! I won’t talk to you," I huffed, turning away and starting to pack.
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We were on Taehyung’s private jet, of course—he’s filthy rich like that. He kept trying to talk to me, but no way was I going to cave in so easily.
Suddenly, I felt his hand trail up my inner thigh. "Are you still mad?" he asked, his voice low and teasing.
I ignored him. Seriously, does he think he’s some kind of president? Always acting high and mighty, then trying to make it better with a simple apology. Sorry my foot.
But then he said something
But then, he said something that completely shocked me....
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