Million Dollar Date | k.th.

{Twenty Five}

After an emotional, yet relieving shower, Sierra stepped out and wrapped herself tight in her towel. She stood in the mirror for a brief moment, staring at her barely visible figure due to the steam that veiled her reflection.

Get over this already Sierra. You're nothing to him.

Sighing, she moved away and walked back into her room, startled by the gentleman sitting on her bed.

"Taehyung! What are you doing?"

Taehyung's gaze wandered over the shimmering tone of her coffee skin. Images reeled his thoughts of his fingertips beneath it, caressing and soothing her to a comfort she was obvious in need of. His slow stride quietly led him closer to her, heart tapping irregular beats as he assessed the hint of sadness her eyes.

This was his time, the perfect moment he needed to tell her everything regardless of the consequence. Though he wanted to know what brought her to sobbing in the shower, he needed to finally make himself clear but...words eluded him. Instead, feelings immersed him.

Feelings tipped the scales.

With a tender touch, Taehyung traced the outline of Sierra's collarbone, eyes hooded while trying to control the onset of desire that's been burning within him for so long. Subtle wasn't going to work. He needed to be bold in order to get his point across. "I believe..." He began with a succulent rasp, clinging to his accent. "...you told me that I would be sleeping here tonight, no?"

Sierra gulped. A sudden fog misted her thoughts and took her away from the slight aggravation she was holding for him. She muttered silent swears on how he was always able to do this to her but something about this was different. Nothing ever surprised her about his confidence but there was a subtext to his tone, one that she doesn't think she would have the strength to turn away from this time.

He needs to know what he's missing.

In thinking this, she did what she's been fighting not to do, she invited it. "I did but..." Sierra took a short glance toward the window. "...I don't think it will be night for quite sometime."

"Hmm..." Taehyung hummed while his fingertips traveled towards her lips, brushing his thumb against her lower lip, making it part slightly. Fucking sexy, he thought as a snug feeling below affirmed him. "Who says it needs to be, hm?" He grazed her lip again, this time emitting a low moan from Sierra.

Damnit Sierra...too soon.

Hearing this exhilarated Taehyung, stirring his desire until it made him dizzy with lust.

"I-I guess it doesn't." Sierra stuttered, brows furrowed in nervousness.

A smug grin inhabited Taehyung's lips, quickly learning that she was't fighting him.

This excited him more.

Taehyung released a deep sigh, thoughts running play by play on how he wanted to take her. Should he rush this, giving her the fuck of her life and making her beg for more? Having her pinned in every corner of the room doing every position known to man? Making her come harder than she ever has and belting screams so loud that her voice evades her?

Taking another glance at her, pillars of lust channeled inside him and suddenly his heart fell weak. Her eyes were still glazed in melancholy and this told him exactly what they both needed. Done with the small banter, he took her lips to his. Slow at first then easing away to gauge her reaction.

Sierra, body erupting in slow shivers, gave Taehyung a light nod with a small but sweet smile. Not wanting to lose any more seconds with her, he pressed his lips to her once more in a passionate kiss, deepening it with every sway until they grew numb.