THE ROOM - Kim Namjoon (18+)

Chapter 5

An embarrassed blush crept over her cheeks, as she took a deep breath. "Sorry." For a moment, she lowered her eyes, but he immediately pulled her face to his, pressing a kiss on her lips, that was just force, no movement. Hesitantly, she pushed him away, unsure of what his signals meant. "What do you need from me?" Her question echoed in the beautifully decorated room, while his eyes wandered lower to where her wrap dress covered her chest. He hooked a finger into the v of soft black fabric and pulled it down a bit, so that the space between her breasts was exposed, revealing the red lace bra. He leaned his head down and pressed a kiss onto her sternum, right above the middle of the bra. She threw her head back, as she felt his lips on her skin, knowing that he would feel her heartbeat against his mouth.

When she felt him stroking her skin with his tongue, before he bit her playfully, her head started spinning. "Can we just pretend?" He mumbled against her skin, causing goose bumps to form all over. She ran her hands into his hair and looked down at him. "Pretend what?" "Pretend that we are just two people that like each other. Let's pretend like you're the woman I turn to when I need advice and I'm the guy you turn to, when you need someone to lean on. Let's pretend that this is something real." A fond smile spread on her face. "You want the girlfriend experience?" His laugh shook his body and therefore shook hers too. "I guess so..."

She laughed lowly, grabbed his face and pressed a kiss on his lips. "I think I can do that, baby." He sighed against her mouth in response. Slowly, his hands wandered to her ass, pulling her close to him before he lowered himself backwards, onto the mattress. At the last moment, she reached out to catch her balance, now both of her hands were on either side of his head. "I need you..." He whispered, before he gave her a sensual kiss. A kiss that turned from lips meeting each other, to mouths devouring one another and tongues entwined in an erotic dance, fighting for dominance. His hands, feverish on her back, untied the dress, making it fall open and exposing her red lace lingerie. Without stopping the kiss, he pulled the dress off, challenging her and making her bold. She kissed his neck, licking and biting his sensitive spot below his ear, while she pulled on the hem of his oversized shirt.

He sat up in a swift move and she held onto his waist, as he pulled off his shirt. "How are you this perfect, baby?" She asked, before leaning forward and pressing a kiss to his chest, right above his heart. She looked him in the eyes, holding eye contact, while she opened his belt and jeans slowly. He met her gaze and bit his full lower lip, and a tingling feeling coursed through her body at the sight. How did the mood change so quickly? She had no idea, but she wasn't complaining. At all.

Together, they relived him of his slides and pants, so that he was sitting on the bed in white Calvin Klein boxer briefs only. Fuck! He was a wet dream come to life. All long legs and toned torso. His pecs were bulging, since he was sitting at a weird angle. His hands were so big and beautiful, she needed them on her body. Now. "Touch me, baby!" she demanded, and he was all too willing to comply. He laid her down on the bed and positioned himself between her legs. His eyes seemed to travel all over her body, seemingly eager to see every little piece of her. "You look so gorgeous right now, Jiwoo. So sweet and innocent, but then that red lace... It's doing things to me." He placed his hands on her knees and slowly moved them up her legs, making her shiver in response. The pads of this thumbs drew little patterns on the insides of her thighs, teasing her and making her wetter by the second.

It was more erotic than anything he had ever done to her, or than anyone had ever done to her, for that matter. The suspense, the teasing, the anticipation, it all made her yearn for him more. She could feel her nipples pucker up and harden against the thin lace of the bra, as if they wanted to escape their restraints. An urgency spread through her body, making her impatient for any kind of stimulation or relief. As if at their own will, her hands made their way to her breasts, grabbing and squeezing them lightly, eliciting a loud sigh from her. Herr actions made him watch in awe at her movements and responses. "Take it off!" He demanded and she didn't need to be told twice. With one swift snap, she opened the bra in the front, letting the cups fall to the sides. A sharp intake of breath made her look up at him. The pure admiration on his face made her blush and caused all kinds of kinky thoughts to run through her head. It seemed like she was the most beautiful thing in the world to him, and she couldn't stop the shy smile from forming on her lips.

His hands started moving upwards, to her hips, where his thumbs stroked along the hem of her panties. She pulled her legs up and together, so that he could easily slide off the red fabric and when her legs fell apart again, he hissed at the sight in front of him. "I'm a lucky guy." Her hands cupped her breasts and squeezed again, making her back arch, before going lower. She stroked up and down her tummy a couple of times, his eyes tracing every one of her movements. To gather courage, she took a deep breath and dipped her middle finger into herself, feeling the wetness and heat. Her eyes shut at the intrusion and she sighed, then she pulled her finger out and was just about to slide it back in, when she felt him grab her wrist. At the sudden movement, she opened her eyes, only to see him pull her hand to his mouth and lick her glistening finger. That action alone, made her body tingle and shiver and she needed nothing more than him. Inside of her. Right now. "I want to feel good, baby. Can you please help me? Please, just fuck me." Her words were quiet but steady and his eyes got darker at her words. Without hesitation, he pulled his underwear off and started stroking himself, as he stared down at her. His length and girth looked intimidating and she was confused, because she doubted, he could fit inside of her, even though he had fit just fine last weekend.

"Why are you looking at it, like you are afraid it will bite you?" He chuckled. At his words, she licked her upper lip and let her hand go down to her entrance again, where she spread her wetness around. Her clit was extremely sensitive at this point and her body reacted immediately to her own touches. The loud moan that escaped her mouth made him curse. "Fuck, Jiwoo! Don't stop!" So, she looked into his eyes, as she circled her clit, making her breath hitch and her back arch. She focused on his eyes, as she pulled up her non-dominant hand and started sucking on her index finger. His strokes on his member got faster and she could see pre-cum on his tip when she looked down.

"Do you want it, Jiwoo? Do you want me inside of you?" "Yes, fuck. I need you inside of me. Please, baby," she whispered and pulled his face down to hers, "fuck me." She crashed her lips onto his, just as he slid into her. The move was quick but not harsh, causing her to moan into his mouth at the steady stretching feeling he caused. He started thrusting after a moment and she felt like she heard angels singing at the sensations. The rubbing of him inside of her, his heavy breaths, and the smell of both of their arousal was a heady combination that drove her wild. She crossed her ankles around his waist and wrapped her arms around his neck, so that she was as close to him as possible as he slid in and out of her. "Damn, Jiwoo. You're so tight. Fuck, you feel so amazing." "Baby! Please don't stop! Yes!" She threw her head back into the pillow and moaned loudly, making him grab her face and seal her lips with his. His tongue stroked hers as she moaned into his mouth, making him groan.

He picked up his pace and her moans turned to screams at his hammering rhythm. She ended the kiss, to hold onto his broad shoulders, while he pounded into her mercilessly. "Fuck baby! You fuck me so good!" When he hit her g-spot, she made a sound, she had never heard before. It was a mixture of a high-pitched scream and a groan. "You okay?" He panted, as he stopped in his tracks. "Keep going!" She screamed and smacked his shoulder. He chuckled at her heated response and started thrusting again, this time even harder and faster than before, making her moans louder and louder. She could feel the tension rising inside of her and the urgency to get over that threshold that held her back was the only thing occupying her mind. "Baby, please..." She whined breathlessly.

"What do you need, Jiwoo?" his voice was strained, and she could tell he was close too. "Fuck! I want to cum so badly, baby. Please! I can't take it much longer. Please..." Her voice sounded choked, because the build up was so strong, she was at the brink of tears, that's how desperate she felt. "I'll take care of it, honey. Just relax for me, okay?" She nodded her head and took a deep breath, before she could feel him rub at her clit. Her back arched again, at the electrifying feeling he was causing with his thumb and he kept up the rubbing, until she shook with an orgasm, so strong, it made her see starts. She was gasping for air and trembling all over, but he didn't let up until he found his release too, shortly after.

He fell down on the mattress next to her and pulled her on top of him. Sated, she cuddled into his chest, at peace with herself and the world. "I wish we could stay like this forever..." He mumbled. "Me too, baby. Me too."