The towel from my hands fell on the floor. It was purely accidental I swear. I noticed his eyes roaming from my toe, stopping at my dress for a few seconds and then that intense gaze meeting eyes.
Oh my--
I unconsciously gulped seeing him biting his inside cheek. He looked so tempting leaning against the wall, his hands in the pockets of his pants.
His sleeves were rolled up revealing those damn hot af tattoos and that loosened tie plus dress shirt. His coat was neatly placed on the daybed.
Google play unholy!
I took a step back eyeing him carefully and that click sound he made was enough for me to know he wasn't liking what I was thinking. He thought i was trynna escape.
But little did he think that wasn't the case.
Each organ was excited in anticipation for what was about to come. My body was on fire.I felt my heart beating at an unfriendly pace and blood rushing through my veins.
I knew I was looking at a whole course meal and I knew how triggering it was for him. If I were him I'd drool over myself looking like this too.
But I like to play. So I rushed to the door in an attempt to 'leave' the room but as expected he was quicker. My tiny brain worked well.
And that's what I wanted.
I could feel his breath on my shoulder as I was holding the knob but his palm was pressed to the door shutting it back. I bit on my lower lip as his arm wrapped around my waist.
His touch burns me.
A peck landed on my shoulder and that one sweet action was enough to make my legs go weak and lose my senses. The wobble wobble sensation in my tummy wasn't helping either.
Touch me! Love me! Burn me!
I was turned around and next moment my back was pressed on the door and his breath caressing my lips. I tried to avoid his gaze, not to mention the blush creeping to my cheeks.
But he pressed his forehead to mine.
I couldn't look away. His gaze holds so much authority that I didn't dare to defy it .. defy him. But I want to. I want to be a bad girl. I want to experience the things he'd do. I'd love to.
I felt his hand crawling to my lower back and then he spoke. "Who was that guy, love?" His words are calm but I could notice a hint of a foreign emotion in that tone.
"W-What guy--" I tried not to stutter but the proximity was killing me. Before I could go further I felt my top being fisted and he pulled it down a bit.
My breath hitched. I could feel the threat in his actions. His piercing gaze was enough to tell me. Oh my goodness..
No way he saw Baekhyun.
And then it hit me. That suspicious guy was taking pictures of me so ....... that he could send it to jungkook. That lil piece-- no cussing babe. Bad thingy. Back to my man.
"He's ... a f-friend" The words came out rather in a husky voice knowing his hand was fisting my top and it could be pulled off anytime. Then again I know he won't do that not until he has my consent.
Another green flag of his.
"I don't like it" His eyes left mine and his lips were found on the end of my collar bone. And I felt him planting soft kisses.
OH HOLY F--
I bit on my lower lip harshly. This is so heavenly. He gently pushed my hair back and that one action meant a lot of things. His cold fingers caressing my hot skin.
Ahhhh.
His thumb held my chin realising my lips and leaving a soft peck there too before finding their way back to my collar bone. I love, it how possessive he's of me.
"I don't want you in fights again" He stopped for a moment pulling my dress a little farther down from the back where he was fisting the dress. Another pull and dress would end on my ankles.
No sh't.
"And I won't like you near guys again" I held in my breath becoming like a statue. His lips travelling to my chest from neck planting kisses inhaling my scent and then sucking the mole on my cleavage.
I'm loving his ways of punishment.
My hands clenched onto his sides as I crossed my legs when heat rose into the pit of my stomach and I realised if I don't stop now I may have an organsm and things might get wild.
I may have been attracted to him but I still do not trust him enough to give my virginity to him. So I pushed him before he could pull off my top and took cover in the sheets.
Sorry not sorry.
I expected a huff instead I heard a sexy chuckle. Please stopppp! My body is out of control. If I go on now I might do things I'll regret.
"Let's save the rest of 'talk' for later. I'll be back before dinner hm"
I hummed in response knowing he won't leave until I replied.
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