Jungkook: Good, *I murmur* “That’s good, kitten. Now, earn it.”
I take her hand and press her palm to the bulge of my cock, which is straining behind the zipper of my suit pants. I’m hard as fuck already, but at the touch of her fingers, my erection is ready to tear through the fabric. Neither of us says a word. Y/n’s breaths come faster while she tries to hide from me how much she wants this. Her fingers begin to tremble as she reaches for my belt, but I don’t help her.
I stand still and watch with my hand still under her chin as she undoes my belt, pulls down my zipper, and frees my cock.
Jungkook: Go on now, kitten. *I rasp* “Earn what you desire.”
She brings her other hand up and wraps both around my hard length. Fear and desire blaze like twin fires in her eyes. But it doesn’t stop her. My hand slides from beneath her chin to the back of her head. She leans forward in her chair, brings the head of my cock to her lips, and opens wide. My cock slides in with ease, the softness of her lips enveloping my thickness like this mouth was always mine to fuck.
Her warm, wet mouth envelops me. She’s shy at first, keeping two hands around my base, but with the gentle pressure of my hand on the back of her head, I urge her to take me deeper. It feels fucking incredible. Far more than the simple act of a blow job should. This isn’t just me getting my cock sucked—this is domination, power, and it’s all so fucking wrong that I am on the edge of coming mere moments after it has begun.
Still in her seat, Y/n swirls her tongue around the thick head of my dick, then sucks me in deep. The wet smacks of her lips against my skin make me want to grab her hair and thrust down her throat. The pressure is building in my balls. Fuck, she brings me to my orgasm faster than any woman ever has. This innocent kitten is unlike the rest of them. She is special. She is unique. And as of tonight, she is utterly and completely mine.
One thought rises above the maelstrom surging in my head as I empty myself inside her mouth with jerks and a low groan – I need to own the rest of her. Like I was envisioning before I crossed the distance between us, I need the taste of her pussy on my lips and the music of her moans in my ears. This blow job was enough for merely a moment. Now that I’ve had it, I need more. With a roar, I free myself from her lips, and I sweep an arm across the table.
Cutlery and half-eaten food crash to the ground. Shards of glass skitter in every direction. Grabbing Y/n, I throw her onto the table. I’m a second away from tearing the sexy dress off her body, my fingers digging into the fabric. But then, I stop.
I remember what I felt when I closed the door of that VIP room in the strip club—that I would let my whole empire burn in exchange for this girl. I can take her right now. But at what cost? Can I truly give up everything? My family’s legacy? The lives of my men? The money, the territory, the power? I’ll throw everything away for this girl. And I can’t fucking do that.
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I slide along his desk with my finger, and when I get to the edge, I perch my ass on top of the wood, my legs parted in his direction, my dress ever so slightly slipping off my shoulders. I know how to play dirty. He wants me, but he knows I’m forbidden… And I can use that to my advantage.
Jungkook: What are you doing here, kitten?
He raises a brow at me.
Y/n: You’ve ignored me the entire day. I say
Jungkook: With good reason.
He replies. I tilt my head and lean forward so my boobs are right in his face.
Y/n: I don’t like being ignored. His eyes briefly slide down toward my breasts, clearly distracted by their presence. But then he quickly recaptures his attention and focuses his eyes on mine.
Jungkook: That’s unfortunate for you then.
I cross my arms over my chest, showing even more cleavage.
Y/n: What could be so important you’d forget about the lady you keep locked up in your mansion?
Jungkook: Work.
He snaps. He’s clearly not taking me seriously. Time to ramp it up.
I spread my legs and place a foot on top of his thigh, opening wide so he can see the panties I’m not wearing today. But as his eyes briefly dart at my pussy, it still doesn’t faze him.
Jungkook: What game are you trying to play, kitten?
Y/n: No games. You started something. Now finish it.
He grabs my calf, and for a second there, my heartbeat rises, and my pussy clenches. But then he shoves my foot off his thigh.
Jungkook: Not now.
Y/n: C’mon… I swivel off the desk and put my hand on his shoulder, casually toying with his hair “You know you want to.”