FILTHY INFATUATION [KTH]

52 FILTHY INFATUATION

past 

52 | “Mark of the ownership.” 

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Upon hearing her answer, the smile that crawled Taehyung's luscious lips was contented, extremely proud and rare. To witness his lips curling like this again and again, Nina would do anything. If it meant crossing the flames of hell, certainly, anything for that damn smile. 

Clutching his collar under those achy fingers, Nina pressed against him. although, there was an inevitable fact that holding him like this gave her a sense of protection. Taehyung was like a pillar in a state of vulnerability and Nina couldn't seem to stop leaning, caressing and clinging to his body for dear life.

“You would let me do anything to you, wouldn't you, baby?” Taehyung's hot whisper seared through the fragile muscles of her mouth. Tentatively, she gnawed her lower lip to resist the urge to purr like a feline. 

He held her by her naked waist and effortlessly placed her on her trembling feet. The gleam flaring beneath his lashes flounder with wicked declaration. To claim her. To own her.

“Yes, anything you want.” The words mollified into a breathy moan when he squeezed her one nipple and rolled it around his thumb and index, and then massaged the soft mound. A knot formed beneath her belly button, refusing to wane. 

“Good girl.” A sharp shiver tingled her spine at the praise, even a feather-light touch from him could easily send her into the never-ending rut of frenzy. 

“Would you let me fuck your mouth?” Behind that guttural question was the raving lust that burst into her seams and descended to her pussy. A thick, lustful tendril, lashed with crude needs, wormed through her, filling her with so much longing that she felt suffocated from it. Claustrophobic and strangled.

“Yes.” It was the only thing she could come up with, the only word that would taint her tongue and shred between her lips.

“Be more precise, baby.” His eyes were infinitely dark. The hair on the back of her neck prickled and had every fibre of her being clamouring for his cock breaking the tight entrance between her legs.

“I want you to fuck my mouth.” Her lashes batted and Taehyung to had to resist the urge to push her against the piano and fuck her right there. How could she look innocent while demanding something so dirty? 

Though he was enduring, it was their first time and it should be slow, sensual and special. The feeling of each other's naked bodies should resonate in the darkest path of their soul and leave delightful traces in its wake.

“On your knees.” The words slithered into her mouth like a transparent smoke, meandering into the pit of her belly. “Take me out and wrap those sweet lips on my dick. Let me feel the wetness of your mouth, baby.” The carnality flourished, wedging between her ribs and threatening to pour out before his feet.

It was like she couldn't take it anymore, the love, the maddening desire and the lust she had for him was too much and she needed to push it outside, she needed to let him know, soak him into it so he would never get out of that haze. Him staring at her with half-lidded eyes, commanding her to do these crude things, kindled her bones until they were crackling. 

Nina's body moved on its own as she sank to the ground. Her fiery hair fell over her breasts and framed her face. The coldness of the floor seeped into her knees, though it wasn't uncomfortable.