Sanguine tuo (+18 English version; Taennie)

(+18; English version)

Every moan coming out of her mouth was drawing him closer to her delicious body. Only her had that power in him, and the problem was that she knew that to perfection, the brunet at her mercy with just a snap of fingers, she taking advantage of every minute of his vulnerability.

As if she was hearing an unsaid plea, the youngest laid her hand on his member, a small pant escaping his mouth, completely hard for her, like she liked.

"Kim Taehyung, I won't let you sleep tonight." She pronounced on his lips, biting hers immediately after.

The alarm indicating her that she had to get up woke her up from that delicious dream, knowing that she was completely wet under the covers, blushed at the extent of her own provocation.

I won't let you sleep tonight.

Jennie frowned at the memory. After all she was used to it. The same man, the same desire, every night of her life since she turned 18 years, a girl with an imagination excessively active.

Because that was it, wasn't it? Just her imagination?

Then why the exchange student on her Ancient History class looked just like him?

Like opposite sides of a mirror. Exactly the same man that her subconscious seemed unable to get over with, but with an aura that grazed the demonic, pure darkness at every glance he laid in her.

And the worst part.

Why did he know her name?