SEXY DIRTY LOVE (A Kim Taehyung Short story)

Chapter 8

Smut Warning:
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She didn't like the feeling with his hands around her as she was awake now. She felt insecure than safe. So, she turned around, pretending to go back to sleep. She tried putting his hands away, hoping he would get the message but he clearly didn't as he wrapped his hands around her harder, pulling her close to his chest.

She opened her eyes while he pretended to be asleep. She knew very well that he wasn't asleep.

"I know you aren't asleep. You can open your eyes.", she spoke in almost a whisper. He slightly opened his eyes and gave her a smirk. "What exactly are you doing, right now?", she asked with a sleepy tone yet a one that showed discomfort.

She doesn't like being cuddled. She likes her space. Plus, the guy cozing up to her is the same with whom she has a history, making her even more uneasy.

He stayed silent; instead responded to her question by engulfing her further in such a way that she was now pressed against his chest like before, his left arm under her head, the other on her waist and their faces only a few inches apart.

She froze, looking down at his chest, not knowing how to respond. She could smell him through his tshirt. She had a million questions going on in her head, her heart was beating rapidly making her feel like she would choke. She wanted to break free from the embrace and breathe. But she couldn't. She was too scared to move.

He had his chin resting on her head. He moved his face to look at her, which was now further into his chest, with eyes closed in an attempt to avoid his eyes. He moved a little, using the hand that was previously on her waist to try and make her face him. She kept her eyes closed as he lifted her face with his hand.

He came closer and closer, so close that they could both feel each other's breath, their lips merely an inch apart. He slightly moved but then he saw her moving away. She didn't want to be rude but she couldn't do it. She just couldn't. Her breathing became faster as she felt her heart might come out of her chest, beating at a speed that she didn't know was possible. She had her face in the opposite direction now.

He moved towards her and tried to make her face him and she did, with her eyes closed. He tried kissing her again but she backed off.

"Please", was all he said, in a breathy tone that sounded soft but needy as well. She didn't respond. She didn't know how to. Her body became stiff, not knowing how to behave. She wanted to give in and do everything possible because she wanted it. Yes, she wanted to let herself go in the moment and let herself feel the pleasure she so craved.

But her mind had become a battle ground between the thoughts that were so so sinful that made her bite her lip and the thoughts that told her it wasn't right, that their past was too messed up and she can't let herself go through something like this again. She kept on looking at the lips of the guy who had managed to make her face him again.

She could see nothing but his lips as they neared her face and she could feel his short, intense breathes on her lips.

"I can't. We can't", she said softly as he continued to move further. "We shouldn't do this. It's not right. We are friends. This will mess everything up." she went on to say as she could now almost feel his lips touching hers.

"We aren't messing anything up. Trust me, please", he spoke as his lips brushed hers ever so softly, not moving further, waiting for her to respond.

"Please", was all she could say before her mind became clouded and she gave into him because she could no longer reason with herself. She lost the battle with herself.

She latched on to his lips, moving ever so aggressively, her hands now on his neck, pulling him closer to her to feel every inch of his lips.

Her aggressiveness made him smile through the kiss and she could feel it. She could feel his lips curving into a smile but she continued kissing him.

He responded with more aggressiveness, pulling her body towards himself, leaving no space between the two. Her hands gripped on to the back of his neck, her fingers entangling around his hair while pulling on them with so much power. This made him wince in pain and pleasure. He kissed her with all his will, hands moving from her face to her waist.

Their lips moved with so much hunger in them. Their movements were rhythmic but also hushed as if trying to
on to each other, only to devour each other. His fingers made contact with the exposed skin on her waist as her tshirt had moved a bit further up her waist. This made her flinch at the sudden contact but she loved it. It made her excited; she wanted him to continue with what he has doing and he picked up on that. This gave him a reason to slip his hands under her tshirt, slowly, as they moved from her waist to her navel and to her ribs where he let them roam free to explore every inch of her while pulling her from his side to make her lie on top.

She was now on top of him, almost straddling him. He used his other free hand to explore her back as he let it slip inside her tshirt. He moved his hands around her back while the other cupped her cheek, intensifying the heated kiss. He used the hand on his back to pull her further in, her body pressing against his, hard. He tugged onto the hem of her tshirt and pulled it in a hushed manner as he wanted to rid her off every obstruction that lay between their bodies as he continued kissing her.
She responded by pulling herself away from the kiss, raising her arms to help him take her tshirt off and latching back on to his lips, as soon as the tshirt was thrown on the floor.

She pulled back from the kiss once again, sitting on his waist, straddling him. She looked at him and took a long breath in, her chest heaving up and down fast as she had gone breathless from all the kissing. He lay on his back, looking at her as she sat there only in her bra and his lower. A sight to behold in his eyes.