Mr. President >kth au<

9.

Priya's POV

Taehyung holds my hand tenderly as he leads me to his bedroom. Inside, I stand in the middle of the room awkwardly as he locks the door. I look to him, giggling to myself as he gives me a confused look.

"Tae, we're covered in paint."

"Oh, hell. That's right." He chuckles. "You may use my shower if you'd like. I can get you clean clothes."

"I'd like that."

He leads me into the bathroom and gets the shower going for me. I get undressed while he's still in the bathroom. I'm not ashamed of my body and this is his home, so he can be wherever he pleases. I smile to myself as I see him checking me out from the corner of his eye. He comes up behind me and unhooks my bra and watches as it falls from my chest in the mirror.

"I hope you don't mind me helping you." He smirks.

"Not at all." I reply, removing my leggings, noticing my panties coming down with them. "I hope you don't mind me undressing in front of you."

Taehyung shakes his head, eyes still on me. "I should've left while you did so."

"Why? This is your place."

"Common courtesy."

"My ass." I laugh and earn one from him as well. "I don't know who you've dealt with in the past, but I can assure you this is nothing. I'm way too confident in my body. I know I have a roll over there and a stretch mark there, but I love myself so damn much."

Taehyung's smile grows even wider at my statement. "I love a confident woman. That's incredible, Pri. You're absolutely beautiful."

With that, Taehyung lifts his shirt over his head and I catch myself staring at his chest. His pecs are shaped nicely and I remember him telling me he's been going to his gym a little more often. It's paying off. He removes his pants and boxers, standing bare in front of me. The level of confidence in this bathroom is overwhelming. Who in their right minds would do some shit like this? The president and his girlfriend would.

"What now?" I asked, eyes slowly moving up and down his body as I swallow hard looking at his semi hard penis.

The bathroom gets hotter as the steam from the shower fills the room. It feels like fire when it touches my already burning skin. I'm caught off guard when he grabs my face and smashes his lips onto mine. I immediately respond, my hands going into his hair and lightly tugging the strands. We both know where this is heading and we don't stop it either. I feel him getting harder against my stomach and there's no denying that we're about to take this a step further.

He turns me around and bends me over the counter in front of the mirror. He spreads my legs and gets on his knees. My body spasms as I feel his tongue swipe across my clit. Pleasure slowly fills my body as he flicks, sucks, and licks over my sensitive bundle. I find myself riding his face as he grips my thighs, helping me glide against his tongue. If you were to ask me earlier what I was doing today, I wouldn't have answered that I'd be riding the president's face in his bathroom.

I feel myself getting closer to my orgasm as I try clenching my  thighs, cumming inside of his mouth. I'm thankful that he isn't someone who pulls away when you get close because I might have cried. It's been so long since I've had sex that finally being able to release makes me feel good. But I still want more.

Taehyung leaves from my dripping core and ruffles for his pants. I'm relieved when he pulled out a condom. He easily slides it onto himself and stands to line himself up at my entrance. He lets his tip rest against me, not pushing in yet. "Do you want to do this?"