Part 50: To the closet

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"Tae, I can't believe we have the entire house all to ourselves." Kookie says with a hint of glee in his eyes as he helps me load the dishwasher.

"Just you and me, my love. Jin won't return for a few hours and JJ's out with friends." As I bend down to load the last dish, he moves behind me and grabs my hips firmly. Just knowing he's that close, I pause and wait for his next move. "Hey, are you trying to get frisky?" He lightly presses into my ass and my eyes roll back in my head as I open my mouth and release a silent moan.

"Damn straight I am." I chuckle and turn towards him. I flip the dishwasher door closed and try to play coy.

"Well, it has been a while since I met you in the closet," I say nonchalantly as if I have low interest. This man drives me crazy, and I love it.

"I never thought the mention of that word off your lips would give me a boner. Say it again, baby." I giggle and move my lips close to his ear.

"Closet," I whisper in my sexiest voice. He groans deeply and my dick twitches.

"Fuck that's hot." We both laugh.

He grips my ass cheeks, pulling me close, and grinds hard into me creating friction with our two stiff cocks. I moan into the heat of his mouth as he captures my lips and tongue.

"Well, we're finished in the kitchen, or are we?" I pull back and wiggle my eyebrows suggestively.

"You are suggesting, uh—"

"We fuck here?" I speak. My smile is wicked.

"Tae, that's risky but I'm definitely up for it as you can feel." He presses into me harder, and I moan. I want him so bad. Right here and right now.

"Where? The kitchen?" He asks and I give him my answer by lowering my hands and anxiously undoing his belt.

"Let's start here and finish up in our bed," I say, as his hands begin to undo my Gucci trousers. Simultaneously, our hands slide in the other's pants, and we stroke like crazy. Our moans are hot and loud. It's been a while since I can shout my pleasure freely. We go for it and lose ourselves in blind passion and a blazing inferno. Our hands are everywhere on the other. We become wild and we're still standing. But there's a lot of things you can do with a wall when motivated. I finally get his shirt unbuttoned and he pulls my t-shirt over my head. Before I know it, we're standing up with pants around our ankles, pumping cocks. Suddenly he stops.

"Mmm, don't stop, baby, please," I groan like a wounded animal.

"Listen Tae, there's someone at the door."

"What the fuck." I pull away and reach down and pull up my pants.

"Damn, Tae, it's our home. We can fuck anywhere we want to. Don't answer it," he pleads.

"Kookie, it might be important."

"There's nothing more important than getting you naked right now." The doorbell continues to ring. I'm hoping it stops and it doesn't.

"Just wait. I'll get rid of them." Kookie blows out a long breath.

"What am I supposed to do about this?" He looks down at his erection.

"Calm it down. I'll be right back and take care of you." I say, searching for my t-shirt and quickly flipping it on while taking in a few breaths, giving my hard on time to go down as I slowly move forward.

The ringing continues.

"I know you're in there, bitch! Open up!" Oh shit, it's Jimin. What the fuck! I pull in another deep breath before opening the door.

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