Secrets In The Sunset | KTH 18+ ✔️

Chapter Twenty-One

I woke up earlier than usual the next morning. The sun was barely rising as a dim haze from the morning fog floated over the yard. Taehyung laid next to me with his messy bed head hair covering the pillow and his face. His lips were parted slightly as he continued to softly snore.

I lay there for a moment looking at him fondly as I wonder what he's dreaming about. A soft smile curling at his lips every so often that projects one onto mine.

Since it was so early, I figured I'd go ahead and get in the shower, leaving sleeping beauty to rest. Even though we had stayed up late playing games and talking with Madison and Justin, I surprisingly felt well rested.

After a long, steaming hot shower, I put on a pair of shorts and a tank top and eased my way back into the room. Taehyung was still fast asleep so I decided to just lay down next to him for a little while longer until he opened his eyes.

Thirty minutes pass.

One hour.

An hour and a half.

I'm starting to grow bored as I refresh my YouTube recommendations for what feels like the fiftieth time. I take my earbuds out and place them on the table next to me. I sigh as I check the clock on the phone again.

7:47 am

I nuzzle into Taehyung's neck, hoping to wake him, but he doesn't budge as he still lay flat on his back. I kiss him in the sensitive spot below his ear but still nothing.

I slowly run my fingers down his bare chest and over the ridges of his abs. Everything about him was insanely beautiful. He is, for lack of a better term, human art.

I kiss his chest and run the tip of my tongue over his nipple as my fingertips skate farther down to the small line of soft hair below his belly button. I feel him slightly twitch under my touch and raise up excitedly to see if he's awake, but I'm quickly disappointed when I hear the soft snoring continue.

I run the tip of my index finger underneath his waistband while I kiss on the side of his neck. I hear a barely audible moan in his throat but he's still not waking up. He must be dreaming a good dream not realizing that my touch is a reality.

Me teasing him to try to get him to wake up ended up with it just being me teasing myself. His smooth skin under my touch, the relaxed features of his face, his chiseled frame, his golden skin all enticing me to want more.

I clench my thighs together but I've gotten myself so worked up that even that sensation seemed to just deepen my craving. I reposition myself and run my tongue down the center of his body as I worshipped every gorgeous inch down his torso.

His breathing stutters in his sleep as I make my way to his waistband and I see that he's starting to harden.

All I want is to feel him. In my mouth, in my body, and against my skin. I slowly move in between his already spread thighs and lower his boxer briefs slowly. I know I could just wake him up and ask for him to make love to me but something about having him being awaken totally blissed out made my spine tingle and desire bloom within me.

With his semi-erect length freed, I lift it to run my tongue from the base to the tip. I slide back down and gently suck on his heavy sack.

A deep groan rattles in his raspy throat as he begins to stir awake. His cock increasing in size and thickness with every stroke of my palm.