You look up and down at your new step father. He was tall and a walking sex. His brown eyes shine when he talked about something he loved, his thighs was big when he wore tight fitting clothes. His smile made you legs weak whenever he smiled or when he did something happy. When he spoke English it was damn sexy coming out his lips. His blond hair moved to the side, his lips are a light pink but also plump and thin. His friends don't make it better when they come through the house. They all handsome in their own ways but your step dad top them.
"Y/n! Can you get Namjoon from upstairs sweetie?" Your mom ask from the kitchen. It was late Saturday night in seoul Korea. The sun just going down while your mother made dinner. You stand up pulling down your night shorts walking up the stairs. You move your hands on the white paint on the walls as you walk to your step fathers room. You knock on the door ever so lightly, it was your chance to show him you wasn't just his step daughter but something different. Something new. You tried times before but he always teased you saying try harder or that you wasn't ready for him. Your 18 and about to go to college and you wasn't ready? Hah he must be stupid to think that will stop you. The door opens to a shirtless Namjoon. He had on gray sweatpants, a towel on his neck his hair damped from the water and he smelled like green apples with a mixture of musk.
"M-mom asked me to tell you to come downstairs." You choked on your words looking at him. You was blushing. Namjoon smirks and nods looking at you. Your shorts was tight around your behind and thighs. Your tank top hugs your boobs nicely making Namjoon bite his lip. You was innocent but was so sexy to Namjoon. It was wrong to think of this. You was his step daughter but you was also the right age to do all the sinful things he wanted to do. But there also was your mom. She was a beautiful woman and was also black which people question about their relationship. On top of that she had a tan skin daughter who was thick and different from the girls here in Korea. That didn't stop Namjoon though and He don't think it would ever.
"Okay y/n, can you come in here for a second?" Namjoon ask opening the door more so she can come in. Y/n hesitated at first but then nod walking in. Her parents room was a lot different then hers, their bed was bigger and had silk bed sheets along with a red and while silk cover on the top, Their head board was black. The curtains was black making the room dark. The carpet was white and soft on her toes and they had a mirror on top of the dressers. Namjoon shuts the door and then locks it, y/n turns around and looks at him, her eyes wider then ever.
"W-Why did you lock the door?" Y/n ask innocently making the 24 year old man smirk. Was you really that innocent? Could you not read in between the lines? He was practically showing you that he was ready, ready for you to have him and you was just... innocent.
"How can you be so innocent?" Namjoon walks up to you and you slowly walk backwards making him chuckle. "You can be innocent with a body like that," he walks up again and his time you stay still. Namjoon goes to your ear and whispers slightly, "What will it take for you to let me touch you? You been begging for my touch for months let me repay you." Namjoon whispers touching your arm slightly. Your body goes weak with his light touches, you walk up and Namjoon smirks pulling you closer. His hands glide down to your butt and grips it then smacks it. You let out a light whimper.
~Tamyah
