Serendipity: The Amazing Journey Of A Soulmate

42. Lose and gain

He makes a few steps backward and after watching me with satisfaction for a few moments, he takes off his shirt and I'm already drooling over his tanned skin and strong naked torso. The way his muscles flex gracefully every time he moves, drives me insane. He lets his t-shirt fall on the wooden floor and I'm expecting him to come to me again. Instead, he heads to the bed where he lies down and puts his head on the pillow.

"What are you doing? I ask frowning.

"Sleeping" he says casually. Excuse me?

"Hey! Come back here!" I say sulking at him.

"Why?" he casually asks shifting on the bed, adjusting his body to a better, more comfortable position.

"What do you mean 'why'? I'm standing here naked...I'm-" I start venting out at him, but I don't even know what I'm trying to say.

"Is there something you need, baby?" he snickers watching me from his spot on the bed through half closed eyelids. Yes, I do! Seriously, what the hell is he doing?

"I need you to come back here!" I say pouting. He's playing with me again, I know it, but it pisses me off. After this roller coaster of events and all that bickering from the living room during our board games, so much tension has built up inside me and I need him. For God sake, I need him like crazy, but I'm too embarrassed to say it out loud, not wanting to sound like a nympho.

"Why?" he asks again. Why, why, why? Maybe because I'm drenched and I need my man to worship my body in a way only he can do it.

"There's something left to do here" I say raising a brow it him in silent scolding.

"Is it? Like what?" he asks yawning, but I notice the amusement in his voice. He's enjoying this game. Is he still punishing me for the striptease prank from earlier?

"Like me!" I yell, the sign of a grin appearing on his handsome moonlit face. "Never mind." I continue, jumping off the edge of the desk and move to pick up one of his t-shirts from the dresser, for me to sleep in. But then another thought crosses my mind. Two can play this game. I change my direction and head for the bed instead, where I lie down beside him completely naked and with my back at him. "What are you doing?" he asks unsure.

"Going to sleep." I nonchalantly say. I might've swayed my hips a little harder those few steps to the bed and now that I'm lying down, I make an entire show of adjusting my body to the matress underneath me. I can sense his eyes on me the entire time. He stays like that for a moment until I feel the bed shifting under his weight and then his soft lips pressed on my spine.

"I can't win with you," he chuckles and I smile to myself, although I don't make any move. "Good night, Namjoon." I say, teasing him further. His greedy hand slides down my abdomen making my skin prickle under his touch, then it suddenly goes up, cupping my breast and squeezing it gently.

"Oh, I don't think so. Do you believe I will let you sleep after I put so much effort into getting you out of those clothes? I wanted to have this marvelous body all to myself. I wanted you raw, baby" he purrs in my ear and I can't take it anymore. We've played enough. I turn around and capture his mouth in a blazing kiss. Namjoon pulls me onto his body until I'm on top of him, my breasts rubbing on his smooth chest. I break the kiss only to say "Then have me!" and he doesn't need to hear more from me. He is fed up with all this foreplay too. In seconds he gets rid of his shorts and is upon me, unleashing all his might on my awaiting body.

REEA

Jungkook proved to be one hell of a player on his own. I thought their impressive score earlier in the game was more Namjoon's victory and I couldn't be more wrong. Every time I'd get a correct answer, Jungkook would steal the next question from under my nose. We've been playing this round for 20 minutes now and it's a tie again, with only one question remaining. I'm too competitive to give up and no way in hell I'll lose to a man, be it Jeon Jungkook, Barack Obama or Jesus Christ. On the other side of the table, Kook doesn't look like giving up either. He is determined to get his hands on my phone number. He glances at me from under his brows and then returns his attention to Jin who just pulled out the last question card.