I wasn't sure how much longer I could take this.
The sensation of his mouth on me, teasing my sensitive nipples was driving me crazy. But I loved it. Part of me didn't want it to stop. I could feel the pull in my lower stomach, faint, but it was there. I was growing needy. There wasn't one thing I didn't like about the way he touched me. My heart was beating nearly out of my chest, and I couldn't breathe normally whatsoever.
Yoongi lapped at my nipple and nibbled on it making me yelp and my body jerk. He went a little softer again, sucking and making the arousal pooling in my stomach start to leak out of me. Moving his lips back up to my neck he took his time to kiss me a little more tenderly. His hands slipped from my breasts to my neck and into my hair, and he held my head so his lips could catch mine.
I whimpered into the kiss, and my hands moved from his head down to the hem of his shirt. I wanted to feel his skin against mine. He saw what I was doing, and lifted up helping me pull it off of him. When he leaned back down, the warmth of his body was riveting. He caged me between his arms, and I loved every second of this.
He was incredible.
Touching me in all the right places, using just the right pressure, and teasing just enough to make me want him, need him. When he pulled back from the kiss, I could see he was trying to hold back. His eyes squeezed shut, and I couldn't help myself.
I raked my nails down his back, just hard enough to get a reaction.
I got what I wanted, and the beautiful sound of a low deep growl rolled off his tongue and through his lips. I couldn't help but giggle. I loved that I could make him do that.
"Fuck!" he breathed out.
"You liked that?" I teased. My voice was rough and breathy, but I didn't care.
His eyes open, and they were dark, full of desire. He smirked, and cracked his neck before swallowing. "I like all of this."
"We don't have to stop here." I said, catching his gaze. "I don't want to stop."
He pulled off of me, kneeling between my legs. I lifted myself, not wanting him to think I was using him. But then he took hold of the back of my thighs and lifted. His strength was unreal. I was able to wrap my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist holding tight. He stood off the couch and held on to me by the backs of my thighs, carrying me to my bedroom.
I leaned forward eager to taste his skin the way he did mine. As he walked, I laced my own kisses against his skin, and hearing him groan made me throb. I wanted to hear that again. Sucking harder with each step he took; I was blessed with the sounds from the back of his throat.
And I loved the taste of him.
I nibbled against his skin, when suddenly I was thrown onto my back, landing softly on my bed. Yoongi crawled up my body kissing me one last time before he moved quickly down my body. He hooked his fingers over my shorts, unbuttoning them and pulling them down my legs.
He let out a short breath once they were off and looked at me. His eyes slowly running up and down my body. I blushed and when he ran his hands up the inner parts of my leg, all shyness, and hesitation left me. He was so gentle. So, carful. I felt his fingers reach up and take hold of the sides of my panties, and he pulled them down swiftly and smoothly. My legs were forced open, and with no further reservation, he buried his lips into my wet core.
A long lick up my center I gasped and my breath shook in an exhale. His hands held me open from my thighs, and he started to slowly circle his tongue around my now throbbing clit.
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Fanfiction"I thought you hated Yoongi." "I didn't 'hate' him...he just...wasn't my favorite person..." "Uh-huh....and now?" "I don't know...he's not so bad..." "Right..." --- Will you fall for the fuckboy you thought you knew?