Secrets

7. Caught

"We're supposed to be working, flirt," Yoongi murmured against my lips.

We'd managed to get about 30 minutes of work done before he'd leaned in to kiss me. Now I was straddling his legs, my arms around his neck, his hands on my butt.

"But I'm needy right now. I want kisses."

"You're going to get more than kisses if you don't get off soon."

I smirked at him at lightly nipped at his lip. "I don't want to get off. I want it all."

Yoongi groaned and squeezed my ass hard, making me gasp. And suddenly his tongue was in my mouth again, only this time, it wasn't playing with mine, we were fighting for dominance. He kept one hand tight on my backside over my skirt as I started rocking my hips back and forth, and the other travled under my shirt to squeeze my breast though my bra.

I broke away for air, but Yoongi didn't seem to need it. His lips and tongue travled down my jaw to my neck where he bit hard on the sensitive skin before sucking at the spot. I was breathing heavy and holding on tight, one hand curled into his hair, grinding agaist him in response to his touch, feeling him grow beneath me.

I will admit, I'd never really care one way or another when it came to sex. Yes, I was still a virgin, no, it wasn't a big deal to me. To me, sex was just a thing people did. However, the idea of sex with Yoongi, that made me nervous. That was a deal, I worried about being good enough, sexy enough, if he'd enjoy it, if it would help or hurt our relationship. Or if it would just be nothing. And, honestly, I kinda hoped it would be special.

Except for that moment. That moment I was getting hornier by the second, and I wanted him to pound my brains out. Nothing else mattered.

Yoongi's lips continued to my chest, kissing were my breats began to swell at the edge of my shirt. His other hand slipping onto the now damp lace between my thighs. My head was thrown back, my eyes closed, biting my lip to keep from moaning aloud.

"Hey, I was in the area and thought...oh, shit," a familiar voice said from the doorway.

My eyes flew open and I quickly climed off of Yoongi's lap, unintentionally revealing the bulge that had formed there. Not that Namjoon was looking, he had his eyes firmly fixated on the ceiling.

"Well, I was going to say, 'I thought I'd come make sure Yoongi-hyung is playing nice.' But it seems like he's playing very nice. I also brought coffee."

"I-I...uh, heh, coffee sound good," I stuttered, standing there awkwardly. I glanced at Yoongi, hoping he'd say something. Unfortunately, he seemed a little stuck because his eyes were still firmly glued to my ass. I smaked his arm. "Stop staring and say something will you."

Yoongi raised an eyebrow at me. "Hey, Namjoon, can you give us like an hour, we were in the middle of something."

"Stop that!" I said turning red as Namjoon cracked up.

"So how long has this been going?"

"Two weeks," Yoongi said, pulling me back to sit on his lap and resting his chin on my shoulder.

"Let go," I hissed. "I'm going to die of embarrassment."

"Be still," Yoongi whispered in my ear, so only I could hear him. "You're sexy embarrassed. Let me enjoy this."

"I guess I should probably leave," Namjoon said, setting the coffees down. "And don't worry. I can keep my mouth shut. You might want to pick somewhere more private if you're going to grope each other though. Less unexpected company."

I started smacking Yoongi's arm as soon as the door closed. "Don't play with me like that! That was really embarrassing for me! This is all new to me and I don't particularly want to get caught with you up my skirt."

He grabbed my wrists to stop my assault. "I'm sorry, I was too caught up to realize. We probably should keep our hands to ourselves better in public places." He brought my hand up to kiss the back of it. Then I felt his body shift and looked back to see him giving me a quizzical look. "You've never had sex before, have you?"

I shook my head slowly. "It never seemed important, and I never really cared to...until recently."

"In that case, I'll come by this weekend and spoil you. If you're ready that is." He kissed the back of my neck. "You deserve special, little flirt."