Chapter 8

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Taehyung slowly withdraw from her, holding her legs in the process to slowly put them down. He could see confusion in her eyes, hell he was feeling confused too, but one thing he was certain was that she craved for him as much as he craved for her, their physical attraction and the sexual tension between them was a palpable being. The way she responded to him, how their bodies molded perfectly together, how she gave herself to him completely, just as she have done before, trusting her body into his care. He couldn't look at her, it was making him want her again, her disheveled clothes and hair, the blush that tickle pink her skin, her heavy breathes and the way her tongue ran slowly over her dried lips, was too much for him, she was tempting him beyond reason without even trying. He needed to think. He needed to think how to handle her, how to handle this... He was clear in what he wanted; he wanted her with him, it was time to stop the running something was happening and he was going to find what.

He walked slowly to the window that looked over the side garden as he arranged himself, zipped his pants and put back his belt. He could see it had began to rain, the world looked chilled under the autumn rain and the atmosphere inside didn't looked much better. He looked through the reflection in the mirror how Seohyun slowly sat up in the desk and with shaking hands pulled down her skirt and began buttoning her dress. She was as shaken as him, his hands were trembling so much that he has to keep them inside his pants pocket, just to not show how affected he was with what just happened.

The silence was defining but she didn't know what to say, how to react. Her mind and body have never been in the same place when it came down to dealing with Taehyung... Did she regret it? It will be a lie to tell she was sorry. His hot mouth running up and down her neck, his hot breath caressing her skin, his hands running over her thighs in a possessive way; the feeling of him inside of her, slowly filling her, making her crazy with need begging for more... The completeness of those stolen moments never cease to amaze her, it have always been the same with Taehyung... With him everything felt perfect... It felt just right, no matter how crazy their impulses or the raw need for each other.

She was not sorry of what just happened, but how to deal with it. He has tilted her world out of its axis again. She has surrender completely to him and now what?... She was asking herself that same question. She finished buttoning her dress and grabbed enough courage to look in his direction. He was all male and perfect; she could see the remaining of sweat glistening his skin, running down his back, running slowly over each muscle indentation... She wanted so badly to run her hands over his back again... Suddenly she remember how they have looked in the mirror as he pushed inside of her, how the muscles of his back have moved with each thrust, she began to felt hot all over again and was caught in the act of ogling over him, when she watched how intensely he was looking at her through the reflection in the window. By the way he was looking at her, she could tell he knew what she have been thinking and to make things worst he was thinking the same.

The next seconds were spent in silence just looking intensely at each other through the reflection on the window... The moment was so intense that she felt her heartbeat stop with the way he was looking at her... The moment lost when she turned her eyes away and asked in a small voice "Where is Chae Young?"

"She is playing with Sun in their house; Jessi- shi will call me to pick her up?" His answer was cool and collected not a reflection of how troubled he felt in the inside, he wanted her again, he has caught her looking at him intensely. He knew the meaning of that look because he was feeling exactly the same... He wanted her again, on her back, under him, gasping his name in pleasure, running her hands in his hair the way he liked it... His thoughts were running wild until the moment was lost when his new cell phone broke the silence filling the room. He took out his cell phone from his pocket it could be Jessi, but was surprised to see Lucas is number. He answered the call "Hello"

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