Loving Never Forgetting (Namjin)

Memories

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"Namjoon stop. Please stop. I can't breathe. Ahhhh....... No please stop."

He keeps tickling me. I push him back. Then I realize he is still in his suit. He always had this playboy multi-billionaire look when he is in his suit. Undoubtedly it suits him because until he falls for me that is what he was. He removes his tie and ties my hands to the bedpost. His eyes are shining. His lips are smirking. He starts tickling me again. I'm now tied to the bed and screaming loud to make myself free. But this man does not show me any mercy.

"Namjoon please ahhhh, please. I'm begging you please re...........le......se me...... ah...... no... Namjoonahhhhh....."

He suddenly stops tickling me.

"I almost forgot how much you look beautiful when my name escapes your lips like that... You know three days are such a long time. And you didn't even bother to talk to me. You should be punished, beauty. Keep begging. But this beast won't leave you today."
He starts unbuttoning my shirt. When he is done he kisses my cheeks.

"You and your dad were on a business trip, Namjoon. And I called both you and dad. Don't lie. Dad always answered and it was your personal assistant who said that you are busy. I'm a very good boy and I don't deserve a punishment." I pout. He smiles at my words.

"I know my wifey is better than everyone. I think I just need to change my personal assistant."

"Namjoon no!!!!! Not again, Why are you like this? He said you are busy because you were really busy. Don't be so childish." He giggles and kisses my nose.

"Ok, whatever you say, princess, I will rake care of him later. But I'm really sorry for making you unable to walk for the next few days." He says in a playful voice making my whole face red.

He attacks my neck to add new hickeys to my old ones. He takes his sweet time making them. A pleasurable moan escapes my lips when he finds my special spot. When he is done he takes a few minutes to admire his artwork. When he is satisfied he targets my earlobe. He starts licking it. I can feel my cheeks burning. I can say I'm beet red. He places kisses on my cheek and kisses down my jawline. These sinful touches make me moan in a sultry voice. I can feel his smirk against my skin. I can never win against him. I always fell into his traps. And it always ends him being on top of me and me under him moaning his name. But I never regretted it.

He continues with his kissing. He kisses my chest. He eyes my abandoned nipples which are begging for some pleasure. He licks my one nipple. I gasp. I am a sensitive person. And he never forgets to take advantage of it. He enjoys me struggling and begging him. He is really a beast. But he is my beast. And I'm the beauty. Only his beauty.

He sucks my nipples in-between his bites. I can feel my pants tightening. He bits harder.

"Nnnnnn.........hhhhhh" A high moan escapes my mouth.

He stops treatment for my nipples and comes closer to my lips. I love his kisses. I can die for it. Now I really need one. I tried to kiss him. But no, he snaps back and smiles lustily. He knows what I want. He leans in again. I tried again. He backs again. Oh god, why he tease me this much. I want to taste his thick lips. But he doesn't allow me. Now I'm a bit annoyed. My lips foam a pout.

"Princess without pouting you can ask for whatever you want"

I'm hard, leaking pre-cum, panting and waiting for a kiss. Really, I mean really he doesn't know what I want? He wants me to ask him first. Ok whatever, I decided to ask what I want. When I open my mouth to say he suddenly gabs my clothed dick.