"𝕳𝖊𝖗 𝕮𝖔𝖑𝖉 𝕳𝖚𝖘𝖇𝖆𝖓𝖉, 𝕿𝖍𝖊𝖎𝖗 𝖂𝖆𝖗𝖒 𝕮𝖍𝖎𝖑𝖉"(THV)
The bed creaked as Taehyung pressed her down, his body heavy, his eyes dark with hunger. He caught her wrists, pinning them above her head, his breath hot against her lips.
"I don't fucking want you..." he rasped, his voice shaking with restraint, "...but look at me, Sana-I can't stop touching you. I can't stop craving you."
His lips crashed onto hers, hard and desperate, his tongue forcing its way past her trembling lips. A rough moan tore from his throat when she arched up against him, her soft body molding to his.
"Ahh-fuck," he groaned, dragging his mouth down her throat, biting and sucking until her skin turned red. His hand slid under her nightdress, fingers gripping the curve of her hip. "You're driving me insane... do you hear me?"
Her gasp made him shiver. His chest heaved as he ground against her, another broken moan slipping past his lips.
"You're my mistake," he growled, nipping at her collarbone before groaning again, his voice low and ragged, "but you're the sweetest damn mistake I'll ever keep coming back to."
My first Taehyung FF - cold husband, bold desire, and the night his moans betrayed his heart.
@sanju_rao