Danced to impress, Hired to please.
"No man would ever watch her dance.. she's mine to watch, all mine to fuck "
★ Kim taehyung メ Kim Jennie.
☆ Erotic romance trope
★ Cover by @-we4slyy-
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T A E H Y U N G
Mine.
All fucking mine.
I've tasted Jennie. Punished her. Teased her. Felt her euphoria. It still isn't enough. I'm so hungry for more I feel famished. Tonight. Every night. I'm not sure there's enough hours in the day to get enough of my sweet angel.
I take a moment to catch my breath, then I'm on top of her again. My needy dick swells as I enter her. She's so tight, it will be impossible to pull out until I get another release.
One hard thrust brings the light back into her cat-like eyes.
She needs this too.
"Will you still let me dance for you?" She moans as I work myself into a rhythm.
"You can dance for me every night if you want" I reply, kissing her tits and work my way to her ear. "But you'll be right here, begging for more, long before the music ends"
"Every night?" She gasps, her back arching from the thrusts.
"That's right" I confirm, hammering my length directly into her g-spot "This is where you belong, little girl. You're mine now. Every night. All night. I want to watch the sun rise your beautiful eyes every single day"
"B-but I can't do that" She whimpers, her hips rising to meet the next few thrusts.
"Why?" I growl, running a hand along her body until I'm holding her jaw. "I'll take good care of you"
"My family.." She whispers.
"I'll take care of them too" I say, leaning down and kissing her lips before she can answer.
Our lips sear together. I ravage her mouth as I drive my cock into her. I feel the sweet tremors in her walls each time I go deep. Feel her body begging for more. I pull my lips away and hold her hips. Hard, savage thrusts. Depriving myself was the best kind of torture, because this is the reward I craved. The only reward that can ever give me relief.
"Don't fight me, Jennie. Let me take care of you and the people you love" I say, staring into her eyes. "If they matter to you, they matter to me. My brother may have royally fucked me and my company is going down, but still I'm a wealthy man"
"I don't want your money" She whimpers "I mean that's why I started working for you but.."
"And you'll keep working for it" I growl, not wanting to slow down. "But this isn't about work, this is about us. Our future"
