Sweet Like Sugar // Jung Hoseok ✔

Chapter $ 39

"I don't know about this, Babygirl," Hoseok's voice shook nervously as you concentrated on your work.

"You wanted to prove to me that you belong to me," you reminded him, "And what better way, really?" You secured the last knot in place, walking around your pretty pink room at his house, to the front of him so you could look him in the eye, "And the name is Ma'am," you lifted his chin, "Understood?"

"Y-yes," he breathed out shakily, making you flick his lip, unhappy with his response. He nodded quickly, "Y-es, Ma'am."

"Good boy," you stepped back admiring how his lithe body looked in the rope knots you had tied around him to restrain and decorate his body. "Now, be still. No more talking unless I ask."

You stepped back further, keeping your eyes locked on his, ignoring how the blue rope contrasted with his bronzed skin. You pulled the pyjama top over your head achingly slow, shaking your hair loose and dropping it on the floor next to you dramatically. Turning to the side, you eased down the bottoms, bending at the hip to accentuate your round ass. Licking your lips, you smoothed your hands over your knee-socks, up to your grey boyshort panties, and over your sports bra, up into your hair as you lifted it off of your neck to complete the view of your body line as you stood.

Hoseok's breath caught in his throat, making you smile smugly. You weren't wearing anything special, just the comfy underthings you had been wearing to bed the night before, but his gaze was lusty and wanting. making you feel powerful and sexy.

"Oh, Baby," you whimpered, hands circling your breasts before massaging them fully, "Wouldn't it be nice to...just...touch me?" You smiled coyly, "Here," you pulled at a nipple through the cotton of your bra, "Or...here," you slid your fingers down your stomach, "Mmm...god it would feel so good, here." you walked your fingers over your panties and tapped just above your hood.

Hoseok grunted, his jaw clenching as his strained against the ropes holding him away from you, his precious dick getting hard at the sight. You dropped to the floor, crawling over to him like a panther, your movements predatory and smooth.

"Not yet, my love," you purred, "You were...so bad..." you reached him and tipped him so his chin rested on the floor, his knees under him with his hands still bound behind his back, "What are your colors?"

"Green," he gritted as best his could, leaning to the side to have his shoulder help keep him in place, "Green."

"Tell me if it hurts," you cooed, caressing the side of his face, "Eyes on me. Don't you dare look away."

His eyes watched you as sat fully onto the floor, legs bent and calves on either side of his shoulders. You hooked a finger through the crotch of your underwear, pulling it to the side as you used the other hand to press two fingers through your folds. Hoseok's gazed flicked down, fixated on every movement of your fingers, watching them slide up and down through the wet, pink, flesh.

"God I miss your touch," you moaned, circling your clit slowly, teasing yourself, "How you could make me so wet just by looking at me," you threw your head back, knowing he was still watching you work yourself, "How you could make me come so fast."

You heard his breathing speed up to match your own, soft mewls and whimpers coming from his throat as he tried and failed to control his urges. It only made you hotter, your hips bucking lightly into your hand, knowing you were causing such a state within him. Stopping for a moment, you pushed your panties down, letting your legs spread wide as you left the fabric hooked on only one ankle.

"Do you remember?" You asked, your voice pitched and whining, "How good it felt to be inside of me?" You delved two fingers into your dripping core, "How you used to fuck me so hard? How you made me scream your name?"

Hoseok moaned, his eyes fluttering and threatening to close before he remembered your rules and snapped them up to your gaze. You could tell how badly it was torturing him not to be able to touch you, to feel you soft and pliant underneath him, to bend you to his will and make you come for him. He was was grinding his teeth, breathing harshly through his nose as he inhaled the scent of your arousal, his eyes glaring into yours with unbridled need.

"Watch me," you commanded, your voice shaking as your orgasm began to rise, "Watch what you've missed out on, because you were just a scared little man."

You raised to your knees, you wet pussy inches from his face as you thrust and bucked your hips. You fucked yourself on your fingers, adding a third with a heady moan, using your other hand to flick tight circles over your clit. You watched his face contort in agony, knowing he was so close without being able to touch you, watching you shatter and unravel without him as you came in a soaking rush on your hand. You circled your hips in slow strokes, chanting his name as you rode through your high, panting and smiling down at him as the pounding in your chest finally began to ebb.

Rolling him onto his back carefully, you straddled over him, letting the juice from your thighs slide over his sides. You leaned forward, pressing you finger to his lips, "Taste," you instructed sternly, pressing them into his mouth.

His lips wrapped around your doused digits, his eyes rolling back and closing as he tasted your essence on his tongue, sucking and slurping greedily. Sitting up, you leaned back to reach behind you for the knife you had kept at the ready. Sliding the flat end over his skin, you watched goosebumps rise in its wake, before turning the sharp edge up and slicing cleanly through the expanse of rope resting tense over his torso. You were prepared to give him a soothing massage, to bring the circulation back into his limbs and kiss him sweetly for aftercare, but your plans flew out the window as the ropes loosened and you found yourself suddenly pinned underneath a bristling male with one hand beside your head on the floor and the other lightly encasing your throat.

"You have your fun, Little Kitten?" he asked tightly through clenched teeth. You laughed and nodded enthusiastically, making him growl, "I hope so." Pushing your knees open with his own, he thrust and bottomed out, sinking into you fast through your slicked walls. "Because I'm going to fuck you until your eyes cross," he bit out, starting a pummeling pace with his skilled hips, "Until you can't remember anything but my dick...and my name."

With a shuddering sigh, you lifted your arms over your head, smiling. You were ready for him to fulfill that promise.