Plaything | Liskook B2

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Lisa

His hips thrust into me and I moaned while he kept his fast pace in my pussy. Feeling myself throb against him while he pounded me inside out.

The length of his cock slid deep in and out. The fast pace rubbing making me go crazy. He stared down at the love marks on my body and locked his soft lips.

His gentle fingertips sending tingles through me at the barely touch sensitivity.

My nipples standing out for his play with as I came on him, soon after he followed.

His black hair was pushed back as he took himself out. "Thanks babe, maybe we can try a new position next time."

I would agree because of my need for a sex for my every waking moment but he's kinda my co-worker.

I fixed myself and got off the kitchen counter. The kitchen in the café I work in to be exact.

I flipped my skirt down and straightened my button up and hair. I kissed his lips as we engaged in a breath taking make out.

Disconnecting our lips with a string of saliva from the hot moment. I wiped off and checked the time.  10:00 pm

"I'd love to just don't grow feelings." I pressed his firm chest away from me as I took off my apron and gathered my things in the locker room.

I felt his hands on my waist pulling me toward his pelvis as his tall figure lingered over mine. "You were so good baby."

"I know I was." I chuckled and he smiled into the crook of my neck.

His scent reminded me of Master. Fuck Master...

The thought of the hot nights and horny punishments make my panties drop.

Maybe it's the shampoo or the same cologne.

I walked out of the cafe and started to make me way home.

(Making my way down town with my bitch she's gonna make me a sandwich da nana nana na)

I passed leaned over the sidewalk to see a taxi.

Some passed by with other passengers in the seats as I waited for one.

My heals clicked on the ground waiting for at least one to come.

Finally a yellow cab stopped in front of me and I was about to get inside when a woman cut me off.

"What the.." I froze. I couldn't believe what just happened. A woman stole my fucking cab. That slut.

But now that I smell the air I can barely smell her scent of heavy perfume and a splash of vodka.

Drunk slut.

I waited for the next cab and it pulled over. I climbed inside and it drove to my apartment where I got out and into my home.

I unlocked the loft and inside the door to a comfortable area. I closed the door and the curtains as I undressed and into the shower.

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Jungkook

"You're late." I smeared at the woman who just came into the meeting.

"Very sorry sir." She rushed and sat down with the laptop.

I sighed and looked over to Yoongi who was annoyed but reluctantly said, "Go on with the data."

She looked at her laptop and started to speak.

"So this month there was an income of 4.2 billion dollars coming all over the market we own and that includes drugs, sex trafficking, illegal porn, illegal rapes, immigrants imported, guns, weapons, accounts, fake ID's, auctions, assassination, fabrics, children, and slaves. So it has increased the values of the stock markets."

I nodded.

Slowly from time we've built our status and now we are just under the big boss.

Rich is barely the word to describe it. But I'm not an idiot, I move from place to place.

Keeping low profile. Everyone does.

I sat up and finished off the meet.

"Jungkook we'll be having a meet with the boss in Sunday so don't forget." Namjoon said and I nodded.

We went upstairs into the gambling casino underground and up to the street. A yellow cab just passed by with others cars as well.

My chauffeur pulled up and we went back to the house.

I went upstairs into the suite and saw someone waiting for me.

"Hi Kookie."