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Taehyung barely made it back to Frankie's room without either falling apart or tearing her apart. He hadn't been drinking, but nearly crashed the car as she took off her bra under her tank top in the seat next to him, and nearly pulled over to fuck her senseless in the small vehicle when she began kissing his neck and rubbing her hand gently over his crotch. He carried her like a sack of potatoes through the lobby and into the elevator, growling low as he pushed her shorts to the side and slid his finger through her wet blossom as soon as the mirrored doors slid closed. Nearly jogging through the third level hallway, he opened her door hastily and threw her roughly on the bed, laying over her with his arms extended as he scowled down at her.

"You played me," he ground out, glaring at her, the timbre of his voice sending shivers down her spine, "I don't appreciate being toyed with, Babygirl."

Frankie still looked at him defiantly, "Then maybe you shouldn't have tried to boss me around," she grinned, "Think of how much sooner you could have been inside of me, if only you had played it my way."

"Take your clothes off. Now."

"No."

"Excuse me?"

"No."

"Oh, you are tempting the wrong beast, little girl."

Tae got off her, pulling her by her arms and standing her between his legs as he sat on the edge of the bed. "Strip," he growled," only earning a shake of her head as Frankie put her hands on her hips. He cocked his head to the side, "Still being a brat?" he watched Frankie roll her eyes, his hand swinging behind her and landing a stinging slap to the back of her thigh.

Frankie yelped, but stood her ground, lifting her chin when he made the demand again. "Make me," she said petulantly. She wasn't sure if she was teasing him or stroking her own ego, but she was definitely loving his darkening expression every time she pushed his buttons.

Taehyung stood towering over her as he firmly grabbed the bottom of her top and tore it over her head. Before she could get her arms free, he tied the top around her wrists, binding her hands together behind her head. Popping the button on her shorts, he pulled the down to her ankles quickly, closing his legs and forcefully laying her over his lap on her stomach with her ass in the air.

"I tried," he gritted through his teeth, "I tried to play it cool, Francesca." his hand kneaded each of her ass cheeks, gripping tightly and squeezing the flesh between his fingers. "But you just had to be the brat," he punctuated his sentence with a direct blow to the bottom swell of her buttocks, making her cry out. He waited, to see how she struggled or if she protested, a smirk crawling over his lips when she sniffled, but stayed obediently in place. "You flirted with my friends, right in front of me," he laid in two more glancing blows, listening as her sweet voice whimpered and sobbed afterward. "You let your shorts show your ass, mocking me," two more hard slaps, "And even had the gall to defy me when I told you it was time to come home," he finished with a resounding smack that echoed through the room. "What do you have to say for yourself, Kitten?"

Frankie breathed heavily, her smile hidden by her hair, sweat sticking it to her dampened cheek, "Let's go back...so I can...do it...all over again."

Danger flashed in Taehyung's eyes. "Count," he clipped out.

He gave hard, measured, vigorous blows, each hitting home as her flesh bounced back with a ripple and she screamed out the numbers in succession. At ten, he paused, his breathing ragged, his dick painfully hard in his jeans as he admired the way her tanned skin had turned a cherry red. He watched as a droplet of arousal made its way down the inside of her leg, catching it with his fingers before pushing two inside of her dripping core.

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