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Just like the Roman Empire

Revamping the mature works too, this is a three-shot that I have been editing for some time now.

It’s a slow burn but I promise, It is worth it.

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“You’re such a fucking pain” He growls, slamming the door behind him. In his eyes, I see anger as well as something else flickering behind that emotion.

I barely give him a look over my shoulder, pulling my robe over my shoulders before giving him my full attention.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about”. My voice is quiet as I spritz perfume on my pressure points, rubbing it into my skin before walking over towards my vanity.

“You know exactly what the fuck I’m talking about” He deadpans.

I can see his expression in the mirror of my vanity. He meets my eyes and I tilt my head downwards with a smile. Sighing, I feign annoyance as I placed my chin on top of my hand catching his gaze in the mirror.

“You are going to have to be more specific Taemin”.

He groans in frustration, sitting on my bed; He places his head in his hands in an exasperated fashion.

“You know that I have a girlfriend,” He states quietly.

“What possessed you to pull a stunt like that knowing that she was in the building?”

I ignored his statement, opting for fixing my hair instead. I let the quiet hold us before moving behind him on the bed. I was positive he could feel my weight behind him, the bed dipping underneath me, but he made moves to get away from me. I can see us in the vanity, what a picture we make.

“You seem stressed” I purr softly into his ear as he leans back into my touch hesitantly.

I coaxed him to let his weight rest on me, moving my hands over his shoulders and upper back working out the tension knotted there best I could. With each passing moment, he relaxed into my touch more and more. My fingers coaxed and massaged the knots of tension from his shoulders and back with more force, his quiet groans let me know that I was doing something right. I pressed my robe covered body into his back, knowing that he could feel my unclothed breasts against his back. My bent legs spread to either side of his hips, encasing his thighs gently, clearly keeping his attention; I can see his gaze pass over the expanse of skin. I inhale slowly and let my arms circle his neck, my head drops down to the crook of it. My lips brush against the smooth and soft skin there, the salty taste of his skin somehow arousing me further. I could hear him suck in a breath and hold it. I could only imagine that he was trying to keep his moans in, best he could. I smirk against his skin, relishing in the simple fact that I was winning. I love to win.

“Please” he whispers.

“Hmm?” The small noise was accompanied by my tongue dancing across the side of his neck. How truly evil of me to reign oblivion. I had only realized how far gone he was when I raised my head to look at him in the mirror. His head was thrown back, dark hair away from his eyes as he leans back into my touch. The way his head is kicked back shows off his gorgeous bone structure and I had the insane urge to mark his neck badly. My eyes trail over his neck before he slowly raises his head, so his eyes can meet mine in the mirror. I can see them darkening perceptively. I let my hands drop from his neck, running them down his chest slowly. He bit his lip at the motion.

“Stop that” He groans quietly without much conviction.

A pause.

“I'm only trying to help” I speak in a soft tone, pushing myself into him further. I let one hand go down further, reaching his lower stomach. When I felt him tense, I slowly bring it back up to his chest again. Leaning head onto his shoulder, I began to speak again.

“Does she know about this?”

The word that left his lips was a simple, broken whisper.

“No”.

I gave a small hum at the expected answer.

Fantastic.

“God, I never thought you were like this” He hisses.

He visibly tensed when my hand brushes against the top of his thighs.

“Is that so?” I asked absentmindedly, bringing my tongue up to toy with the shell of his ear.

He lets out a low, satisfactory ‘mhm’. I chuckle quietly before pressing a chaste kiss to the slope of his neck.

“But you like it, don’t you?” I whisper into his ear, my lips playing with the shell of it as I watch the cracks in his mask appear before me in the mirror.

“Yes” he answers in a broken whisper.

I hum, letting my fingers trail down over the plane of his chest, brushing past his nipples.

“I don’t think you like it” I whisper hotly into the side of his neck, allowing his fingers to hesitantly skim the skin of my knee.

Gripping his chin, making it so he had to face me, I pulled him close to me in a quick movement. I enjoy watching his eyes light up as I bring him close, doing what he was not strong enough too.

I let my tongue dance across his bottom lip before speaking.

“I think you love it” I hiss darkly.

His pupils were blown wide as his full lips parted to let out a low breath. He moves forward in a slow tilt of his head, with all intention to kiss me. At the lost moment I turned my head to the side, not allowing him the satisfaction.

“Oh, so now you want to kiss me?” I ask in a condescending tone.

His gaze flickers to my lips before he meets my gaze again.

“How could I not? I’d be stupid not to want you” His voice was a low murmur, the tone going straight to my core

“Shall I color you stupid then?”.

He meets my eyes again.

“You believe I don’t want you?” I could practically see the desperation in his eyes as he watched my every movement.

“Could’ve fooled me”.

He is quiet for a moment.

“Tell me, how can I prove it to you?”.

It is all I can do to keep my reaction internal.

“If you think that I will reward you so easily after the hell you put me through” I took the liberty of yanking on his dark strands, pulling his hair back so he had no choice but to focus his gaze on my eyes and my eyes alone for a moment.

“Then you don’t know me very well”.

Throwing his head back to its original spot, I resume my previous position letting my hands go down in slow paths across the plane of his chest before the low rumble let me know he was beginning to speak.

“So, your plan is to tease me to hell then?” Anything else he could’ve said was cut short when I bit his neck tenderly.

“Say what you need to,” I instructed sweetly.

“You know I'm committed to her a-and you're still doing this-fuck that feels good” My palm moves over the outline of his dick in his suit pants.

“I’d care if you did” I pause to sit behind him obediently, my arms wrapping around his waist loosely. I slowly let my hands leave his body, allowing him to think that he was finished for the night. I saw his body visibly relax and yet tense at the same time. That was when I took the perfect moment to blindside him. I give him no time to react before hitching up my short silk robe, slowly letting my legs go on either side of his hips before sitting on his thighs. I had to keep a moan from slipping out with just how close I was to his face and his erection. His eyes trail up my form, then down, taking in the dark indigo silk robe that reached the very top of my thighs, lingering on the exposed skin. It takes some time before his gaze lands on my face again. I slowly move my hands to the collar of his shirt, taking my time feeling the broad plane of his shoulders before pulling him closer.

“If I hadn’t made myself clear before, let me do it now. Unless you wish to get a rise out of me, when you’re with me you do not mention her in any way shape or form. Do we understand each other?”

A smirk plays on his lips.

“I can’t return the fire. That doesn’t seem fair”.

I let my hands work the buttons of his shirt effortlessly but oh so slowly, taking my time in revealing his gorgeous, toned chest. When I had the first few undone, I stopped, eliciting a whine from him.

“You stopped?” He husked; eyebrows raised in slight annoyance.

Oh, so now he was annoyed? Ignoring the slight irritation, I ran my hands over the smooth plane of his chest slowly. When I leaned down to rest my head in the crook of his neck, his hands went to my waist, gentle, light and hesitant but definitely there. I smirk against the hot, sweaty, skin of his neck.

“I know you're not happy with her "My voice is barely above a whisper.

Had he known better, he would be able to detect the emotions in my tone.

“If you know that, then you also know why I’m with her” he spoke from in between gritted teeth.

I let his words resonate in my head for a moment, allowing the gravity of what was said to sink in fully before I made my final decision. Placing a little more of my weight on him, I locked my arms around his neck. He gave a small hum of appreciation before speaking his voice a bit more hesitant than before.

“Is it really that obvious?”.

I nodded.

“Well, at least it is to me” I lean into him more as the presence of his arms grow more apparent. His dick was straining against the tight suit pants he wore, and I softly giggled at the reaction he was having because of me.

Solely because of me. The very thought made me even more aroused. Slowly, I let myself grind down onto his erection.

He lets out a low deep sound at the action, I kiss his neck in response.

“Let me help you. I know you better” I pause to nip at his neck.

“Then you should know that I have a limit” he hisses in my ear, his hand gripping my ass, roughly.

The slight show of dominance, of a struggle for control, was enough to seal the deal of whatever was about to happen here. As a way to seal the deal, I said the words that have been on the top of my tongue for quite some time.

“I know you exactly the way she doesn't. You and I both know that. So just cut the bullshit”.

He grabs my hips the second the words are out of my mouth, pulling me firmly against him. I let out a small gasp at the action, moving my head from his neck to look at him directly. He raised an eyebrow.

“You know what you're doing?” he teases

I roll my hips against his, eliciting a groan from him- a silent answer to his question.

“I thought we established that already”.

My hands grip his shoulders, feeling him tense slightly. I make it a point to roll my hips in the slowest manner I could muster.

“Fuck”.

The word was a low, hot, drawn-out hiss. He grabs my hips, keeping me still and I took the courage that he didn’t have to look up from his chest and into his eyes, watching them darken.

“I know you can do better than that baby. C’mon” his voice a bratty whine accompanied by a desperate, harsh grip on my ass and his hips, grinding into mine.

“Show me”.

The subtle bite of his lip along with his low whining tone sends me over the edge quick. Gripping the strands of hair at the nape of his neck, I let out a breath of relief. There was a word amongst that exhale: “Finally”.

I finished unbuttoning his shirt one by one before letting my hands slip under it, feeling his bare shoulders, the skin hot underneath my fingertips. I push the material away from his body and he helps me, throwing it away from himself feverishly. He wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me closer as I kick my head back with a dark chuckle. I immediately feel lips on my neck, sweet and heated kisses being placed here and there as he made a trail that stopped right above my collar bone. My giggle was caught in my throat, turning into an intake of breath as I relished in the feeling of his arms around me, muscles flexing against my skin.

“Ah, eager, are we?” I question before letting out a light moan as his lips reach lower, his arms tightening around me.

“You already know this”, His voice is dark with desire.

“You're driving me fucking insane” he whines, burying his face in my neck as I thread my fingers through his hair slowly, the soft strands moving easily between my fingers.

“At least, with me, you would have died from excitement and not boredom” I quipped bitterly. Within seconds, he’s flipped us over; My back now against the soft silk sheets of the bed much to my surprise. His strength was quite the surprise and turn on. His eyes were trained on me, the look within them being one of pure, unadulterated lust.

“Stop talking about her,” he commands in a low authoritative tone.

The look he was giving me along with his tone was leaving me breathless. Finally happy to hear that phrase from his lips, my response is swift:

“Whatever you want Taemin”

He stays in between my legs before slowly moving his hands down to the back of my knees and pulling me closer to him with a short tug. I let my legs drape over his hips as his hands rest on top of my thighs.

“No one can know about this” He whispers, his face now dangerously close to mine.

With a roll of my eyes, I answered him with a short “I know that”. Taemin quirks an eyebrow, leaning down toward my lips. When he was about a hair away from my own, he stopped, letting the moment simmer.

“Do you really?” He asked teasingly.

I gave a small snort at the attempt to tease me.

“I knew exactly what I was getting into when I decided that I wanted you” I lean up and brush my nose against his.

“Did you?” I let my legs wind around his waist, causing his clothed erection to brush against me with much more force this time.

He kicks his head back, letting out a low hiss. I placed a hand on his cheek, making him look down at me; I needed him to look at me when I said this so that way there was absolutely no way of backing out. He watched me with dark hesitant eyes, barely detectable behind the lust.

“I want you. I can handle the consequences” My voice was even and soothing, almost, but my stomach was doing flips at the sentiment.

I'm positive he had an inkling of how I felt but confirmation was an entirely different thing. Now he was positive of how I felt, and it was no longer an opinion or maybe a misunderstood observation; It was now a fact.

Regardless of that, I wasn’t one to back down. I wanted him in ways that I was convinced no one else has ever before or ever again.

“So” He began in a breathless tone, his hands venturing higher before settling for my hips.

“So?” I drawl, raising an eyebrow as a means for him to continue.

He leans in closer, his lips almost touching mine.

“Now that we have morality out of the way, would you like to see what I can really do?” His voice was so desperate, and I could tell he was only a few steps away from begging.

The simple thought had me letting out a small mewl and I nod slowly, letting my arms wind around his neck again.

My voice is a dark whisper.

“Show me what you can do”.

His lips came down on mine with that statement, the soft and plush feel of his lips was as I imagined them to be. His kiss was passionate but slow. He was in no rush which, given how relentlessly I was teasing him, was surprising. I felt his hands undo the knot that held the robe together, fully exposing me to him. When his warm hands ran across my stomach to caress my waist, I moaned into his mouth and bucked my hips into his. He pulls away from my lips with some difficultly, kissing his way down my jawline and neck, taking extra care when he reached the curve of my breasts. His kisses moved south quickly, slowly making their way in between my breasts and down my stomach. He kissed his way to my panty line and I shiver when I feel his teeth gingerly scrape the area. He looks up at me from between my legs and I have never seen anything sexier.

“Take them off for me” I command, though it comes out soft.

The sweet smile he gives me in return hides the sinful things that I knew, hoped, that tongue and mouth could do. Letting his hands trail down to my legs, he slowly began taking off the dark colored lace. As it slipped down to the back of my knees, he could not tear his eyes away from my form as he rid me of the last article of clothing. Placing my legs over his shoulders, Taemin looks up at me again, making sure not to touch me but stay close enough so I could feel his presence.

“How are you so sexy? "His voice is soft, breathless.

His gaze flickered from me to my sex multiple times.

“Can I?”.

“Should I?” I counter without missing a beat.

“I’ve waited way too long. Don’t test me, please” Taemin spoke in a low, pleading tone that went straight to my head.

He moves closer, never breaking eye contact. His stare was intense but I held up well until I felt his tongue flick my clit. My head goes back against the sheets as he immediately went to work. Just like with his kiss, he wasn't in a hurry. He was taking his time. His hands hold my hips steady and I roll my hips into the sensation. My moans are porn star worthy; He was making sure to lick and kiss every spot he could find thoroughly. I let myself savor the feel of his tongue before gripping his hair and pulling back softly.

“You don’t listen, do you?”.

The smirk on his lips was cocky, as he spoke.

“With the way you were thrashing around, I take it that’s not as big of a problem as you thought” he sassed.

Pushing him back onto his back, I took the liberty of crawling between his legs slowly and letting his body tremble with anticipation without me even touching him. I fiddled with the belt buckle slowly, undoing it in a slow fashion before harshly pulling the belt from the loops. Holding it out in front of me for a moment, I inspected it before bending it and letting it trail down his bare chest causing him to twitch slightly.

“I have half a mind to tie your ass up with this” I mused aloud, causing him to let out a slight moan.

“Please do” he spoke, keeping eye contact with me as he let his eyes trail over the belt in my hands.

Placing it to the side, I muttered “maybe later” before parting his thighs gently. I let my mouth hover over his erection before undoing the button of his pants with my lips and tongue all while keeping eye contact with him.

“Oh my god” he husked, kicking his head back.

Taking his zipper in my teeth, I unzipped his pants before allowing him to feel the pressure of me kneeling before him but not actually touching him.

“Taemin”.

“I love hearing you say my name” His hands clenched at his sides.

Tugging at his pants I smoothly commanded: “Take them off for me”.

I sat back on my heels as I watched him stand to full height and loosen his shoulders a bit before taking off his pants the rest of the way. I couldn’t help but bite my lip harshly as the suit pants made their way from encasing his legs to a mess on the floor.

“Like that?” His voice was raspy and deep, and I found myself nodding slowly at the question.

He chuckled lowly before getting on the bed, laying back against the pillows as I assumed my former position between his legs. I let my hands trail up his hips before dragging it down over his thighs, taking his briefs with me. I watched as he laid before me, completely naked and, from the way his teeth dug into the flesh of his lower lip, he was utterly desperate. I placed my hands on his thighs gently, the skin-to-skin contact making his jump slightly before he relaxed against the plush sheets, sinking his head back further into the pillow. He let out a whine that I didn’t expect to come from him as I slowly blew air on to the tip of his erection.

“How is it? That the most powerful man in this business right now” I accentuated my words with a soft grip on his cock.

He let out a drawn-out groan before I began speaking.

“Is here at my beck and call?” My words were honeyed and definitely downplayed the honor I was receiving right now.

To have this man before me in such a way was absolutely amazing, tempting in oh so many ways. Women would kill to be in my position and here I was, relishing in the moment. He leaned forward, a finger as light as a feather ghosting under my chin.

“Did anyone ever tell you why women can bring down empires within minutes whereas it takes soldiers years to complete this feat?” His voice was soft, sweet and concerned as he watches me.

He was the only man to ever look directly in my eyes when speaking in such a soft tone and I felt my inner resolve melt within the shell of my power.

“If you want your answer, take me as an example. I’m willing to let you ruin both me and the business I built all because I can’t get you out of my head. I let you have my power. Is that not an answer enough?” He spoke softly, tucking a loc of hair behind my ear before he continued.

“Ever since I saw you on that runway, I knew I wouldn’t be able to say no to anything you asked of me”.

In an exhale of breath, I found myself within the cathedral that his words built for me. I could do nothing else but crawl over his body slowly, letting my hands rest on either side of his shoulders as he slowly reclined to allow my actions. He tangled his hand in my hair, cradling the back of my head as he pulled my lips to his in a soft sensual meeting. And meet they did; Over and over and over again. When he pulled away, his heavy breathing mingled with mine in a soft lullaby.

“Skip the foreplay angel. Please” his words were a plea, high and whiny as I considered his wants.

He pushed my hair aside with his nose, nuzzling into the skin of my neck before placing kisses there again and again. My body shivers and I feel my resolve dissolve into nothing, the need for control and an ego boost lowering as my need for pleasure increases.

“Come on. I let you torture me for almost an hour now "His arms lock around my waist, tightly.

I found the weight of his arms aided by my increasing need pulling me down onto him. The tip of his cock brushes back and forth against my wetness. His moan mingles with mine.

“You’re dripping”

His gaze trails downward as his hands find my lower back. I adjust my legs so I can straddle him comfortably as his eyes bore into mine.

“Please, fucking please” He rasps, his hand leaving my back to rest on the back of my neck.

“Just sink down angel. You can’t tell me you’re not imagining how good it would feel” he brushes my hair away from my neck, holding it back as he brings me closer, our lips nearly touching.

His swollen tip brushes against my wetness again, and I let out a pitiful whine. He kisses me, swift as the wind. His tip slips in ever so slightly; Just enough for my moans to tumble into our kiss. He lets out one of his own before breaking the kiss, pulling the tip back out.

“I’m begging you my love” He whined once more, the nickname setting a fire ablaze in the pit of my stomach. The words were out of my mouth in a whoosh of breath before I could stop them.

“Beg for me”.

He sat up straight, his arms curling around my body as he kissed my lips once.

“Please” Another kiss.

“Please” Another, longer kiss.

“For the love of fucking God, please” He gave my hair a gentle tug before he was back to speaking.

“Just- “.

Whatever he was about to say, was of no use. I cut him off by sinking down on to him slowly, almost completely sure I wouldn’t be able to handle another one of his pleas. He lets out a choked moan, gripping onto my waist tightly as he pushes his head back against the pillow, his hair sprawling out against the silk. I had never seen him look so sexy before. He’s all I can think of as I coax my body to take all of him. When I’m finally at the base, I trail my hands down his chest, my nails grazing his nipples ever so slightly before I lift up slowly and sink down experimentally. I let out a low, high-pitched whine as he brushed against my g-spot. I braced my hands against his abs and rolled my hips. Sucking in air between my lips, I let out a low breath of his name.

“Do that again” he spoke while rolling his hips from beneath me.

The way he rolled his hips caused his cock to shift within me, causing me to let out another high-pitched moan. His thickness was something to get used to.

“Ooh, what was that?” He was clearly amused.

I could do nothing but grab onto his shoulders, my nails digging into the skin as I dropped my head onto his shoulders. I whine for him pitifully, begging him to hit there again.

“Did I find something?” On the word “find” he gave a particularly deep thrust, the slow stretch of him filling me causing my breath to come out in pants. Lifting up slightly, he places his lips directly next to my ear.

“How do you want it?”.

His question caused me to roll my hips on instinct, his hands holding them still as he let out a hiss followed by a breathy dark chuckle.

“I asked you something, Angel. Allow me to apologize for prancing around with her, properly” he spoke slowly, peppering kisses across my chest as he awaited my answer.

I was definitely not prepared for the harsh thrust he gave. I yelped but he paid it no mind as he continued his harsh thrusts. His pace wasn’t fast, but his movements were as fluid as they were powerful.

“Taemin”.

He only chuckled adorably before he let his hands wander back to my waist.

“Since you can’t seem to tell me, I’ll just fuck you how I would like to”.

Your nails are on his shoulders. He hisses at the pain.

“Fuck you like how I’ve been dreaming of since the day I saw you”.

“Taemin” His name is a deep moan, and his pace quickens when he hears it.

“Yes?”

You kiss his collarbone, sucking lightly.

“Grind down on it. Show me how much you want me” he grunts, as he rolls his hips.

I took a moment to look down at him, whining with pleasure as he continued. Gripping his hands and pinning them down to the bed in a surge of aggression, I raise up slightly before letting myself sink down onto him slowly. He only smirks at me, eyes dancing with amusement as he watches me.

“Funny. Now that you’re filled up you can’t speak” He teased, his fingers sliding down my body with the very clear intention of my clit.

“You know what?” He whispers just as his fingers get to my clit.

“Hmm?” I sound nearly lost in my own pleasure.

His finger circles the pearl gently, again and again without seeming to tire.

“I think I like you better like this”.

“What I don’t like, is the games you’re playing with me” He huffs before burying his head in my chest, his hips begin to move faster.

His breathing became harsh, mingled in with my moans as he decided to take the matter into his own hands.

“I have no idea what you fucking want” The last word being a drawn-out moan as he slams into me, his finger still circling my pearl ever so gently. The moans are falling from my lips with reckless abandon; I can not stop myself.

“Can you just tell me. What. You. Fucking. Want” Those four words are punctuated with thrusts, each harder than the last. I have no thoughts in my head aside from Taemin, moving in and out of me.

“I- I want, shit. I want -oh my god, Taemin” His slow thrusts become impatient and slightly rougher as I speak.

He let out a low hiss before tangling his hand in my hair and pulling me to his lips. The kiss was messy and wet but oh so satisfying.

“You want what?” He asked breathlessly, harshly, giving me a slow quick kiss as his hips picked up speed. His fingers begin to circle faster. I barely have time to respond. His hips were showing his loss of control and all I could think was “More”.

“Huh? What do you want?” He asked, his desperation as apparent as his grip on my hips.

“I want more, Taemin” I felt the candid plea leave my lips before I could stop it.

“Do you really?” He asked in between kisses planted on my neck.

I could only nod against him as an answer. In a quick second, I was on my back, Taemin in between my legs as he watched me from his place above me.

“Are you going to let me have you?” He asked, wet hair falling into his eyes as his stare changed dramatically.

He wanted me to say that I wanted him and, with my need to make him beg diminished, I obliged happily. I brought my hands underneath my thigh, raising them and presenting myself before him. His tongue darts out to wet his lips before he spreads my thighs further, kissing the skin on both before slithering up my body as his cock brushed against my sensitive clit, causing me to let out a slight yelp.

“Show me how to tease you” He whispers in my ear.

And I am so cock drunk that I actually do it.

I grip his erection; He hisses and my bottom lip is taken between my teeth as I realize the stickiness of it was because of me and me alone.

I brush his sensitive head against my equally sensitive clit and the feel of hot skin there, electrifies me. I’m barely able to keep up the instruction as the sensation does what is intended; Taemin leaves nothing to chance though. He takes over quickly, seemingly relishing in the way I squirm and move all around his tip as he overstimulates me.

“Sh sh shh” He shushed my whines

He grabs my jaw gently, even sweetly as our gazes connect. It was like that for a moment before he plunged in deep. The pleasure was overwhelming; Ahigh pitched moan escapes me. He grips my thighs, moving in and out of me at a slow sensual pace. He let out a low pleasure filled ‘hmm’ before placing more of his weight against me as he moved his hips expertly.

“Who knew you could be such a good girl” He cooed, brushing my hair back as he thrust in again with more force.

I felt my hands grip at his back, my nails dragging down as his hiss combined with my moans.

“Fuck” he grunts, gripping my hips so to still them for a moment, sitting back on his heels.

Pushing his hair back with one hand, he watched me with a stare that I recognized from before, not that it was ever directed at me.

“I really tried angel. I tried to be a gentleman for you. I waited, I let you tease me, but I just don’t have it in me anymore”.

I felt my eyes widen at his words before I scan his gorgeous, slightly sweaty body.

“Then don’t” His gaze flickered to mine for reassurance.

My palms frame his face. I kiss his lips quickly and I feel him pulse inside me.

“You’ve already sinned today. What’s once more?” My voice was low, fucked out and seemed to have the effect I wanted.

He gripped my hips and took no time in pushing as deep as he could go. I found a few choked moans leaving my throat as he pounded away, his breathy moans telling me all I needed to know about how he was feeling. I let out a whine of his name and he only increased his speed.

“Feels good?” He asked breathlessly.

I barely got the words “so fucking good” out as he let out a shuddering moan.

“I need to be deeper” He gave me one last kiss before, in a quick moment, he flips me over and covers me with his body.

He whispers in my ear “Put me back in”.

It’s as if I already know where to grab and I’m helping him slide in. His moans and mine are a symphony. His hips move fast, and I feel my arms buckle. I let myself sink into the bed, raising my hips and ass, something Taemin seemed to go wild over. He grips my hips and slams into me again and again, hitting my g-spot over and over.

I’m whining, moaning, pleading and anything else you can think of as I cry for Taemin.

He leans down.

“Go ahead, sing for me baby”.

His fingers sneak down between my body and the bed to go back to my sensitive pearl.

I felt my body shuddering with a mind-blowing orgasm.

“You’re gonna cum on my dick, aren’t you? Go on, cum on my cock”.

With a mantra of his name, I felt overwhelming pleasure, white hot, coursing through my veins. He chanted the word ‘shit’ as a breathless, sexy mantra, hooking an arm underneath my belly and keeping me close. He fucks me through my orgasm, and I can’t stop the way my body clenches around him. He lets out a few light, orgasm inducing “ah’s” before he buries his face in the crook of my neck and comes with a low, shuddering moan that causes pleasure to shoot up my spine.

When we’re finally able to calm down, we end up in a comfortable spooning position. I feel his breath stabilize against my back. His arms wound around my body in a tight embrace, and he presses a kiss to my hair.

“Rest angel. You’re going to need it for the morning”.

I chuckle.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”.

Snuggling in, he answers me in a low, sleepy voice.

“It means I’m not finished with you”.

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