You returned to the party downstairs. The benefit of being the non-celebrity in a celebrity "relationship" was that you got to remain innocuous, and you could sneak back while the rest of the room stared at people like Jungkook. To your surprise, however, someone did notice you... Kevin – the "what's-his-face" visual effects guy you had been teasing Jungkook about. You had actually met Kevin a few years ago – back when he was still married. You had contracted his firm to do some work, but you didn't run into him often since his home base was in Hong Kong. Now, divorced and in town on business, you had run into each other at this party and it seemed he had been taking a liking to you. As you descended the staircase, he smiled casually up at you as he waited with two drinks in his hands.
He was handsome. Round face, beautiful smile which contrasted against his thick black framed glasses that matched his black suit, and a clean brown, complexation that popped against the starch white of his dress shirt underneath. He was kind, considerate and intelligent. You smiled back at him brightly.
Beyond him though, you could also see someone else who noticed you – and noticed Kevin noticing you... Jungkook. He and "that girl" were surrounded by another litter of beautiful young superstars who were chatting enthusiastically - probably discussing which hot club they should hit up after they could blow this dull party. He looked you up and down with a knowing glint in his eyes... knowing that only a few minutes ago his dick was deep in your gut and that the man standing hopeful at the bottom of the stairs had no clue.
His gaze made your nether regions tingle. One thing about Jungkook is that he never tried to hide his jealousy or possessiveness over you. Strings or not, when you were to be his at the end of the night, he made sure you knew it.
"Mr. Li invited the CEOs to have a drink in his den," Kevin said once you made it to him.
"Really?" you looked up at him both surprised and elated. Mr. Li was the billionaire homeowner, and this opportunity was a once in a lifetime. Thank the fates that Jungkook didn't want a handy and you came back when you did.
"Yeah, we should go. How do I look?" Whereas your nervousness and excitement were deeply felt but hidden, Kevin wore his on is sleeve. "I wanted to wait for you, I didn't think I could go in there by myself," he laughed softly.
Kevin looked fine, but in an attempt to calm his nerves, you handed him back your champagne flute and reached up to straighten his tie. At least you could give him the illusion that his image had improved. Although you couldn't see him, you could feel the heat of Jungkook's eyes burning into the back of your head. You smirked.
When Kevin was all straightened out and you had both taken a big gulp of your champagne, he placed his hand to your back and led you across the room. As you passed by Jungkook, you were sure to look at him then back up to Kevin. You did it on purpose. You knew it would drive Jungkook crazy that you were parading another man around in front of him. You liked when he was jealous, and you were pretty sure he liked to be jealous – both of you knew he'd make you pay for it. He'd fuck you until dawn and he'd fuck you hard. He'd be sure you'd be sore the next morning. He'd be sure for days you wouldn't be able to even think about having sex – but each time you moved, you would be reminded that he had been there. And he did...
"Baby, don't stop," you whined as Jungkook drilled into you.
"You like that?" he goaded.
"Ye...ah... yesss." There was no need to keep your voice down now back in the privacy of your own bedroom.
"You feel that? That's my dick inside you," he graveled. "That's my dick that's fucking you right now."
"It feels so fucking good." He loved when you praised him, and you loved his dirty mouth. It was a contrast to when you first got together. Jungkook wasn't much for talking. You still giggled at the memory of when you asked him – mid-coitus - to call you a "slut." He did, but he lacked so much conviction you couldn't help but snort - it was just so adorable. Jungkook, the actor that he was, knew he didn't sell the line. Embarrassed, he bowed his head into your shoulder and the two of you burst into a fit of laughter for nearly ten minutes. Today, however, conviction was not something he lacked.
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Woman On Top
FanfictionLife couldn't really get much better than this. Here you were at some big-wigs house, networking with the sorts of people you never thought you'd meet, nonetheless share a tax bracket with. You were at the top of your career, the CEO of a sought aft...