The Need to be Owned

Chapter Fifteen: You Own Me

MAVIS's POV-:

We got out of the Bentley, and entered a fancy restaurant. The 'Black Lotus'.
As soon as we entered, the waitress greeted Taehyung, and directed us to the rooftop. Perhaps he was a regular customer.
To my surprise, it was completely empty.
I scanned the place puzzled, and as though Taehyung could read my mind, he whispered into my ear.

"They reserve the entire rooftop for me whenever I come. I like the silence."
"Are you such an important client?"
But before he could answer, it struck me.
"You own this place!?"
"Guilty as charged." He chuckled.
"How many places do you own!" I asked in shock.
"A few here and there. No biggie."
"Aren't you modest Mr Kim." I rolled my eyes.

"Did you just role yourself eyes at me?."
He asked challengingly.
"Maybe." I chuckled as he pulled me closer, burying his face in my neck, sucking on my skin, making me giggle due to the ticklish sensation.

Before he could proceed any further, the bell of the elevator popped with a 'ding'.
In walked a man with light brown, curly locks, neatly pushed back. He was dressed in a grey three piece suit, complementing his blue eyes perfectly. Seeing him Taehyung stood up and so did I.

Right behind him walked a striking blond. Tall and skinny.
Her hair done up in a perfect bun. She wore a lavender dress, reaching her knees. It highlighted her tiny waist, and long, toned legs. She wore painful looking stilettos, like me. But unlike me, her face was caked with makeup, making me feel bare compared to her. She was a sophisticated heiress, and I, a country bumpkin.

"Mr Kim, it's such an honour to finally meet you in person." Greeted the man cheerfully, as he shook hands with Taehyung.
"Likewise, Mr Thompson. Welcome to Daegu. I hope you had a pleasant flight."
"Well of course. Thank you for lending us your jet. It was very kind of you." Mr Thompson said with a smile. Wait, did he just say, JET!
"Yes indeed. Thank you so much Mr Kim." Added the Blond.

"Mr Kim, allow me to introduce my lovely wife, Eleanor Thompson."
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mrs Thompson." Taehyung greeted, with a quick hand kiss. Giving me a tint of jealousy. The Harry Winston sparkled on her bony finger.
"The pleasure is mine Mr Kim." She said with flirtatious eyes.

"This is my beautiful girlfriend, Mavis Stone." Taehyung said, putting me on the spot.
The couple looked at me, Mr Thompson greeted me with a friendly air kiss. Eleanor with a slight smile, which seemed forced. She clearly doesn't like me.
We sat and Mr Thompson was busy pitching ideas for how he planned on converting the diner into the perfect chocolate shop, Eleanor seemed to be looking for any excuse she could find, to casually touch Taehyung.

"Chocolate is like happiness you can eat. And what's better than a whole shop, bringing the customers that happiness." Mr Thompson stated.
"Exactly!" Added Eleanor.
"It's also the perfect Aphrodisiac. Some prefer the innocent, pure, white chocolate" she said glancing at me.
"While others may prefer the indulgent, sinful, and slightly bitter, but bold, dark chocolate." She said with a coquettish grin.

I felt infuriated. But I stayed quiet. I reached out to my glass of wine, and was about to bring it to my lip, when I felt a palm, gently glide over my thigh.
"I personally enjoy Milk Chocolate. It's the perfect combination of sweet and bitter. Virtue and Sin. It's truly riveting."
Taehyung said, as his fingers started playing with the hem of my underwear.

Eleanor was definitely offended by the shut up call. Before things could get worse, Mr Thompson intervened.
"I agree Mr Kim. I enjoy milk chocolate as well. Remember how much I had at our wedding honey?" He reminisces with a sweet smile, clearly oblivious of his wife's attempts, of hitting on another man, right in front of him. Or perhaps he pretended not to catch it.
Either way, it was clear that Eleanor wore the pants in their relationship.
She simply nodded, and turned her attention right back to Taehyung.

"By the way, Mr Kim, how long have you and Mavis been together?"
I gulped. I don't know why, but I felt nervous. But suddenly I felt Taehyung's fingers slip into my underwear. He gently teased my clit, making me gasp. Thankfully no one noticed.
"We have known each other for almost two months now. But honestly it feels like eternity. It's like we were destined to be together." He said solemnly
"Don't you agree Angel?" He asked turning towards me.

"Oh definitely. We complete each other in ways no one else can." I said, looking Eleanor in the eye, telling her to back off.
As though pleased with my boldness, Taehyung rubbed faster, making me clench the table cloth. I casually glanced at him, as he continued talking to Mr Thompson, but what caught my eye, was the little tent, growing in his pants.
Just the sight of it made me more wet.
Taehyung's fingers embraced my wetness , and rubbed faster, urging me to cum.

I placed my palm on his thigh, clenching onto the fabric of his trousers.
He knew I was close. I could see him smirk with satisfaction.
I gasped, inhaling a shaky breath, as I came undone. He quickly removed his fingers.
"Is everything ok Mavis?" Eleanor asked snidely.
"Y-yeah. I just felt a chill. But please, carry on. I'll be right back from the ladies room." I said, and got up, dashing to the restroom.

I shut the door behind me, taking a deep breath. I looked at myself in the mirror. I was completely flushed.
I open the tap and splashed some water on my face, trying to cool off. I was wiping my face with a hand towel, when the door burst open, and Taehyung barged in. He locked the door behind him.
"What are you doing here!" I whisper yelled.
"I need you. So fuckin bad. I can't hold it any longer." With that he made quick strides towards me and pulled me into a hot, steamy kiss.

"Jump." He said and I did, wrapping my legs around his waist.
He propped me up on the sink counter.
He reached for my underwear, pulling it down.
"Taehyung! We can't do this here!" I squealed.
"Just too bad cause we are."
He started licking and sucking on my thighs, making his way to the lips of my sex.
When I felt his tongue touch my clit, fluttering over it, immense pleasure courses through my body.
"T-ae....." I whimpered.

He continued playing with me, teasing me , taunting me, making me grip onto the roots of his soft hair.
His tongue speared into me, making me flinch. I bit my lip, controlling the urge to shamelessly scream his name.
I came a second time, my body shook violently, as I tried to catch my breath.
I saw him unzip. And without wasting another moment, I pulled him.

Wild for him, I pressed my mouth on his. I lost all sanity and civility. My primitive instincts, mixed with immense greed, took over my body. I could focus only on one thing, having him fuck the living day lights out of me.
"Someone's desperate." He teased with a smirk.
"Fuck me." I demanded, daring him with my eyes.
"Mavis." He growled my name, as he rammed balls-deep into me.

I gasped feeling his hard, big cock, so deep inside of me. The intensity of our connection made me feel so complete.
I was possessed. I was Owned. All by Kim Taehyung.
I clenched hard around him, relishing every inch of him.
I cried out, as his chest rumbled with a primitive sound.
"Fuck....you feel so good."

He tightened his hold on me, pounding faster, making my back arch. I sunk my nails into his hips, making him hiss.
"I've never been so hard and thick. I'm so deep....I can feel every inch of you."
We were dripping with sweat, our skin slick and hot. Our chests heaving for air.
I felt an orgasm brewing deep inside of me.
As though he could feel it too, he roared.
"Come Angel" he ordered harshly.
"I....oh god...." I was about to scream, when he placed his palm on my mouth, muffling my moans.

My eyes rolled back as I climaxed, sobbing his name with pleasure.
"Ah, Mavis!" He rammed harder, chasing his release.
"Fuck!" He came, breathing hard.
We both panted heavily, catching our breath.
"Wow." I mumbled, still recovering from intense euphoria.
"Yeah." He chuckled.

"You have no idea how hard watching you jealous made me." He added.
"How did you know?" I asked in shock. Was he really able to read me so well?
"I know you inside out Angel. I know every inch of you. I own every inch of you." He said with dark, dilated eyes. He was definitely not kidding. He was dead serious.
So convincingly so, that I started believing it myself.
"Yes. You do. You Own Me, Kim Taehyung."