Taehyung

Maya's eyes go wide with surprise, her eyebrows arching beautifully, and her free hand covering her mouth as she gasps audibly.

She almost bounces on her heels as she whips around in my direction, where I stand with a big smile, drinking in her beauty, her wholesome facial expressions, and her body language which gives away everything without her having to utter a word.

"Congratulations, Taehyung. I'm so happy for you," she throws herself on me and gives me a tight hug, which is a stark contrast to the formal hug she gave me a while ago, and this makes me so happy because this is what I was expecting.

"Thank you so much, Maya. This is more about you than me, it wouldn't have been possible without you," I hold her close and offer gentle strokes to her back.

Pulling away, I could see a film of tears forming in her eyes, and she's laughing to cover it up, the strands of hair flying to her face and veiling her tears a bit.

"Take me for a ride," I point to the car with a slight tilt of my head, and she nods her head excitedly.

Soon enough, Maya buckles herself up in the driver's seat, and I occupy the passenger seat as she drives us out onto the highway, and the soft aroma of roses fills up the interior of my car.

"Wow, the feeling of driving a brand new car is always amazing. I love this," she taps the tips of her fingers against the leather casing of the steering wheel.

"Maya," I place a hand on her knee and caress her gently, my eyes turning to look at her focusing on the road. "Pull over somewhere," my request makes her briefly turn her head to look at me.

"You mean to have lunch somewhere? Is there a restaurant here?" She asks in all seriousness, or I'm not sure if she's playing tease.

"Yeah, to have lunch," I make my point confidently, allowing my hand to glide under the hem of her dress, to her inner thigh and firmly squeezing the soft flesh.

She knows what all this means.

Without a word, Maya soon directs the car to the small woods that is situated just off the highway, and parks the car before giving me her full attention.

I quickly undo my seat belt and turn around to sit down facing her, and she does the same; my hand moving to hold her jaw.

"I want to keep my word...remember I told you that the day I buy a car, I will make love to you..." I let my eyes drift to her neck and chest. "Nice and slow," my voice drops to a whisper, my thumb strokes her cheek as my fingers curl at the back of her neck, tangling inside her thick hair and pulling her closer to me.

"Taehyung, wait, wait," she puts a hand on my chest and tries to stop me. "It's broad daylight, and we could be caught for offense," her eyes glimmer with fear and worry.

"We could..." I nod as I lick my lips. "And that makes it more thrilling, right? You have only forty more minutes to be back at work," I impatiently tug her forward and crash my lips on hers, not waiting for her permission to slip my tongue into her mouth.

Maya's muffled moans quickly fill the air while my free hand lands on her clothed breast, hungrily rolling and kneading the flesh, earning moans and groans from both of us.

"Backseat," I speak into her mouth before pulling away hastily and taking off my belt.

She gets down and moves to the backseat, closing the door and watching me throw myself right next to her, locking the door behind me.

"I haven't tried this before," I laugh nervously, weaving a hand through my hair.

"It can give you bad cramps," she laughs a little, locking her gaze with mine for a few seconds before her smile vanishes, and her fingers begin working on the button and zipper of my trousers.

With both her hands she lowers my clothing and frees me, slowly running her soft palm over my erection while I lean back, caress her head and watch her actions with intense concentration.

Wrapping her fingers around my length and giving it a few sensual strokes, her eyes lift to meet mine as she bends down towards my lap. Her lips plant kisses on my tip before her tongue wets me with soft kitten licks, and then she takes me in, her lips shielding her teeth as she engulfs me in her mouth and swirls her tongue around my length.

Using her hands and lips together in perfect sync, she makes my head fall back and I growl deeply, the muscles of my thighs growing more tense and my hips bucking, desperately aching to hit the back of her throat while my grip over her hair gets a little harsher.

And when I feel the sensation of hitting her deep throat, it causes my eyes to roll back and obscene profanities to leave my mouth; she gags, drool running down her chin as she pulls away with slightly teary eyes.

"God! That felt so good..." I tug her closer, slamming our lips together, hungrily ravishing each others mouth.

Pulling away for breath, Maya swiftly kicks off her shoes while I lift up the hem of her dress and reach the waistline of her panties, my nails scraping her skin as I grab it and pull it down her thighs and legs, delicately kissing the marks made by my nails thereafter.

Maya's dress comes off with undoing one long zipper that's at the back, and she takes it off along with her bra and tosses them to the driver's seat. My shirt goes off as well, but my trousers and briefs stay around my ankles.

My hands reach her breasts as she pulls us closer, connecting our lips, taking me in her hand and pleasuring me. Holding her hardened nipples between two of my fingers, I pinch and twist them gently while her hand cups my balls, making me groan into the kiss.

My skin prickles, and my chest heaves with her touch, and I feel the compelling desire to see how far we can take it within the closed confines of my car.

"How do you want it?" I peck her lips once, trailing my kisses down to her smooth neck, sucking her and marking her mine; both my hands unable to let go of her breasts.

The space is really small for the two of us, given my height and the broad frame of my shoulders. Yet, the lack of space could be best used to be extremely physically close to her, which is what I love.

Fortunately, Maya's body is much smaller than mine, and she comforts herself flat on her back while letting me kneel in-between her legs, wordlessly guiding me to be on top.

It takes us a while to figure out a comfortable position and angle for the two of us, after which Maya places her one foot on the backrest of the front passenger seat and the other on the rear deck, giving me more space as I carefully sink into her wetness.

"Tell me if it hurts," I hook my hands under her forearms and bend down closer to her face, entering her deeper, making her hiss and shut her eyes; her eyebrows knitting together.

"Maya, are you okay?" I check with her before I could make another move.

"I'm okay," she responds with a smile and a nod, her hands coming to lock around my neck.

"I love you so much," I kiss her forehead and begin rocking my hips at a slow and comforting pace, pulling myself back until I am very nearly pulled free of her, only to slam myself home again.

"Love you so much, Taehyung," her voice is a sensual whisper, and her eyes stay glued to mine as I make love to her.

Pulling my hips back, I ease in once again, fully burying myself deep inside her, my hips now kissing the back of her thighs, my own gasps turning into moans on every exhalation; the sinful sounds of sex backed by the obnoxious and cringey rustling sounds of the plastic covering the seats.

There are so many things that I'm experiencing at this point—the warmth of her womanhood that's engulfing me as I chase my climax, the fear of getting caught every time we hear sounds outside that's making my adrenaline rush, a mild stiffness in my back and neck, perspiration sprouting on every inch of my skin, the wild pumping of hormones that's making me feel as if I'm on top of the world—everything is totally new to me, especially within a car.

Despite the heavy air-conditioning, the windows are coated with a faint layer of condensation as my hips keep hitting against hers while my teeth dig into my bottom lip.

The thrill factor makes it so much more exciting for me, and with a heavy gush of blood throughout my body, I feel myself swelling within her when the waves of my orgasm hit me from deep within the pit of my stomach.

My hips stay fixed to hers as I release every last drop, beads of sweat trickling down my temples and dripping on her face as my weight collapses on her, our lips moulding together in a passionate kiss that we share.

"Thank you for this," Maya whispers to me, brushing aside the sweaty strands of hair from my forehead.

"Thank you, Maya. I know you didn't finish," I speak, resting our foreheads together, panting as more sweat droplets slide down the sides of my face and land on hers.

"I don't mind," she smiles, locking her hands around my neck.

Lifting my hips, I pull out with a squelch, spilling onto the plastic covering the seats as I grab some tissues from the rear deck. I wipe myself clean and also help Maya clean up. We always cuddle after sex, and I dislike it that we can't do it today. We get dressed quickly, and I know I look like a hot mess, but I don't really mind because what I experienced a while ago is sure to drive me crazy every time I think about it for the rest of my life.

I live for moments like these.

"Taehyung," Maya fixes my disheveled hair a little, and then she brings her hand to soothingly stroke my cheek and jaw, demanding my eyes on her. "I wanted to tell you something," her voice lowers, making my breath catch in my throat for a brief moment.

"You're making me nervous now," I smile uneasily, and my heart suddenly starts beating faster.

Maya speaks with her concerned eyes dead set on me,
"I've been asked to go to London for the annual global talent acquisition team conference. I'll be away only for a week though"

"Oh," my mouth forms into a helpless pout, and my heart deflates rapidly. I didn't see that coming. "When do you have to leave?" The tone of my voice perfectly aligns with the feeling of defeat within my chest.

"Thursday, early morning," she answers me, her thumb rubbing circles on my cheek as she leans closer and kisses me softly.

"I'm going to miss you so bad. Do you really have to go?" My ranting and pouting brings a smile to her lips.

"I can't back away, but I'm going to miss you so bad too. I never thought I'd get so attached to being around you," Maya pulls herself closer to me, her powerful eyes riveted on to mine.

"I'm so sad already...promise to send me pictures whenever you can. And a lot of texts and voice notes," I place a hand on her knee, moving it to the back of her knee and allowing my fingers to glide along her silky skin.

"I promise, and you too...whenever you can, okay? I wish we could go together," she sulks cutely, and I kiss her pouty lips a few times.

"Is your one hour over already?" My hands slide further up her thighs, and she giggles, nodding.

"I think it's already past an hour. We should leave now," my heart sinks at her words.

We just had the best time of our lives, and suddenly there is news that she would be away from me for a week. And that too in a different time zone, which will surely make it hard for us to communicate properly.

We pick up some sandwiches on the way, and the drive back to Maya's office is filled with silence; the separation anxiety is already kicking inside me though we still have two whole days at hand.

She'll be away only for a week, but I feel so distraught. It has almost become a habit meeting her every other day, spending time with her, talking and listening to each other, eating together—I've grown so attached to her, and now it kills me to let her go for a week.

As Maya pulls over outside her office building, I turn to look at her, my face glum and heart aching. But I'm trying my best not to say things which might make her miss me more than she would already do during her week away in London.

"I'm sorry about lunch," I manage to say something out of context to mask my sadness.

"Come on, this was better than lunch," her eyes flash a cute wink, and I look at her as if trying to capture her images within my head and frantically trying to memorize every little detail about her to keep me company when we're away from each other.

"Taehyung?" Maya calls out, snapping me out of my thoughts, and I give her a stupid smile, not knowing what else to do at the moment.

"I'll call you once I leave work today, okay?" We fist bump each other before Maya blows a kiss to me and climbs out of the car.

I watch her jog back into the building while answering a call on her phone with one hand and sliding her employee ID card around her neck with her other hand, also managing to somehow hold on to the sandwich bag as well.

She turns around with the phone still stuck to her ear and waves goodbye to me, and I smile back, waving in tiny before the automatic glass doors close and she disappears up the escalator.

My shoulders slump in pain, exhaustion and worry. I might be over-reacting because it's only a week, and it will probably fly by in the wink of an eye, but sometimes we get these gut instincts which don't give us the right vibes. And that's exactly what I'm feeling right now.

This London trip sounds like pure trouble—it could be for either one of us. But I don't really have a great feeling about it.

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Published on : 05/13/2022