29| "A desire so crude"

Taehyung was a riveting man with many layers. He was an enigma that couldn't be solved so easily, it filled Nina with the urge to unravel him piece by piece, break his cold armour to explore those parts that had been unknown to her. 

The red-haired beauty had always felt this shady air clinging to Taehyung. It was violent, it was fierce, and it declared that he was able to do pretty good damage in his wake. Nina ought to hate this man yet she longed to learn every secret of his, no matter how crooked and filthy they were. 

Wait, did Nina loathe Taehyung when she was ready to grasp, carry and keep every ugly part of him? 

Nina would lie if she said she wasn't a little bit stunned and thoroughly intrigued after finding out that Taehyung owned a sex club. And for a beat, Nina found herself questioning a lot of things.

Did the clients sleep with the performers? Was there any kind of agreement that binds them in this club? Was there any sort of illicit sinister activity going around this place? Was Taehyung doing an illegal job? Did Taehyung work for the underworld and run this club for them?

That dramatic, chest-clutching gasp followed.

The last question was an exaggeration, however, not entirely wrong. Taehyung had connections with people who were from the underworld— according to Taehyung, Nina didn't need the details. 

Nina's mouth parched as she gingerly walked beside Taehyung in a brightly lit, crazy huge room. The two, bulky, black-suited security guards shut the brass doors behind them. The vacancy of the room made the clicking of the door so obnoxiously loud that Nina sensed it lingering in the hollow of her bones. 

There was a door that led to another room. In the center of the room was a red shade couch. Next to it was a trolley bar, filled with different sorts of cocktails, wine bottles, and an ice bucket. Everything was well arranged. Lastly, Nina noticed there was a big ass glass wall in front of the couch. Interesting. It reminded her of the nearest ballet hall to her apartment.

Clutching her pendant, Nina eyed Taehyung peeling off his blazer and then tossing it on the couch. Her clutch tightened around her pendant like every nerve tightening under her skin. There, a luscious curl settled in her stomach and her ovaries bellowed in delight. That bulging biceps, that narrow waist, that broad scratchable back, and that ass so firm curving out of his pants was an embodiment of sin.

Phew, Nina fanned herself with her hands. This was a serious situation, ladies. The air was roof scorching and the more she focused on Taehyung, the more this sexual tension thickened. 

"You can ask me anything, Red. I'll clear all your confusion." His voice, rich and darker than her favorite chocolate, tolled inside her ears, ripping her out of her eye-fucking-daze. A frisky smirk kissed the corner of Taehyung's lips and he casually dropped a piece of ice in the tumbler, pouring himself a drink. 

If Nina thought she could sneakily check him out like a complete pervert and Taehyung wouldn't know then she was dead wrong. Taehyung could pretty well discern the eye-fucking, especially on his ass. The cocky he was, he certainly enjoyed the attention. 

"Oh, I'm just a little astonished—" Nina let her pendant go, acting all relaxed though her insides were quaking with urgency. Taehyung faced her, pretending to act oblivious to her inviting stares as he lifted his left brow and lowered his body to sit on the couch. 

Nina kept her face blank, she wished to act unfazed, unbothered. However, her flimsy shame was leaking out of her like a dripping faucet. It was seeping into the silence that surrounded them in the space. Nina desired the earth to split into two portions and swallow her whole, it seemed as if she had been thrown inside a big, bad wolf cage and he was going to toy with her before feasting on her.

"Astonish, you say." Taehyung sipped his drink, his amber eyes were bright through the rim of the glass, chewing her self-assured composure as well as the fabric of her dress. Nina felt naked under his scalding scrutiny, she might pass out if he kept looking at her with the intent to pounce on her.

Taehyung would pounce on her eventually— she just needed to be his good girl. 

"C'mere, princess. Come closer to me." Before she could apprehend his command, her feet were already carrying her toward him. The distance between them seemed too far, though Nina just had to steady her breathing and take five steps. 

With every step, her heart rotated and raised an inch to her throat. Her ludicrous heart, her treacherous heart only got shimmy for this man. Exhaling a faint sight, she stopped near him, Taehyung wrapped his fingers around her wrist and pulled her onto his lap— on his macular, hard thighs that had swooned the entire women's nation. 

"There is plenty of space on this couch. Just saying." Nina playfully narrowed her eyes at him, embedding the smell of liquor and his minty breath in her lungs. 

"Ow, my bad. I didn't notice." Taehyung feigned shock, gasping a little to add humour to his acting. "But again, my princess deserves a throne." His blithe attitude tugged out a string of chuckles from her. She was overly nonchalant around him, all smiling and carefree which could lead her heart to imperilment. 

"I like your laugh, I can hear them forever." Nina tilted her head at him, her eyes had a smiling gleam. 

"It's fragile and sweet. it torments me with the craving to stick my tongue down your throat." Nina rolled her eyes to suppress the smile. There was no way he wouldn't make any of his statements dirty. Deep down she would have loved to see him actually executing his comment. 

"Enjoy your drink." Nina mumbled, closely watching his jaw relaxing. He was so peaceful, the cocky arrogance that he usually wore in his sculpted face wasn't there. Perhaps, he didn't need it anymore because with her he could be free, he could be insane and sane at the same time. Fuck it, Taehyung might become her devoted slave, spending his whole life worshiping her grace, Nina just needed to ask him.

"I notice that you want my drink." Snaking his arm around her waist, he hauled her closer until she mashed into him. Her breasts pressed tightly against his granite-hard chest. Her nipples were already semi-hard from the rough stroking of the fabric and now this. 

"Open your mouth." Taehyung had whispered, it held the subtle domination and he was expecting her to obey. 

Taehyung swirled the drink in the glass, then took a sip, then silently placed the tumbler in the trolly. Nina didn't know about the drink, though she stayed still, letting Taehyung's wolfish eyes seep into her skin and formed a tsunami there to desecrate her insides. 

Nina's breaths clattered in her lungs and the pulse of her cunt sweetly prickled when with a curt stare Taehyung demanded her to open her mouth. Gripping the bravado under her fist, Nina followed his hush-hush command. This frenzy, this unforgiving passion might kill her in cold blood — however, when it comes to Taehyung, she tends to forget the differences between right and wrong.

She opened her mouth as Taehyung kissed her and passed the drink to her mouth. The alcohol burned her tongue and throat and some trickled the corner of her lips to her chin, slipping between the valley of her breasts. Next thing Taehyung knew, her moans were echoing in his throat and his tongue greedily conquering over her mouth like a callous king, licking the inside of her mouth and pressing against her tongue. Taehyung was this close to unzipping his pants, spreading her legs, and ramming inside her until he engraved himself in her bones.

But Taehyung would wait— he would wait for her to accept him. He would wait for the day when he would expose the ghost of his past to her. 

"If you'll keep looking at me like this, I'll think that you want something more than kisses." Taehyung peeked down at her semi-hard tits that were visible through the fabric, the drop of alcohol trailing between her cleavage was toying with Taehyung's self-control.

Taehyung didn't wait for her reply, he lowered his head, flattened his tongue and pleasantly licked away the drops remaining on the top of her breast, taking a bite on the heavy mound pressing against her dress. Nina unleashed a hiss when her tender skin grated harshly between his teeth to leave an unapologetically noticeable bite mark. 

This wasn't just a mark, he was claiming Nina and he wanted her to wear the mark like one of her honeyed smiles. 

The craving to slither into her heart and curl his fingers around her pure soul, hold on to it so that no one could tear them apart was so freaking crazy and it was manifesting into something wild.

"It's not like this." Their breath mingled. 

A slight dissatisfaction pinched her guts when Taehyung pulled away, blinking at her as if he was the innocent asshole walking around this earth and he just didn't bite her on her breast.

Taehyung squinted his eyes, taking a strand of her hair between his index and thumb, fingertips flirting with it as if committing the soft texture in his memory. He enjoyed the way she was staring at him in a pure daze, cheeks ruddy, eyes hooded and clouded with stark desire and lips parted as if she was inviting him to possess every trembling mewl coming out of it. 

"Anyways, you said you'll clear all my confusion. Will you answer me honestly?" Nina averted her eyes at her fingers that were fiddling with his shirt collar.

"Yes." Taehyung nodded, his body relaxing. 

"How does this club work?" Nina raised a question like a detective investigating a criminal case. Nina eyed his hand that moved toward her chest, she swallowed when Taehyung thumbed her left nipple through the fabric, tweaking the hardening tip — The dress was pretty, Taehyung had picked it for Nina himself along with those high heels. 

Taehyung knew he would enjoy taking them off too.

"Red, if you think I run a random, cheap, prostitution bar then you are certainly wrong. I'm serious with my business, this place has some rules and every employee and client of mine follows them." Nina didn't know where she should focus without getting shuffled. His deep, rumbling voice that was coiling around her heart or his big, warm palm massaging her bosom. 

"Envy is split into two sections. One that is downstairs which is a normal club. People, mostly youngsters, come there to have fun, and upstairs, where we are right now, is for the private shows." Taehyung tugged his hand from her chest and cupped her face, tenderly running his thumb over the curve of her cheekbone. 

Taehyung was touching her so casually, with profound affection as if it was an everyday thing as if he would lose himself if he didn't get to touch her again.

Nina didn't know Taehyung was having difficulty with things. His breath was begging to come out properly. In and out. In and out. So silly, he was forgetting the pattern of normal breathing. It wasn't lust, it wasn't just the need to twine with someone's body, sometimes it's just a simple wish to be found and held by the right person.

"Like a VIP section." Nina's eyes slide into Taehyung's left eye, then right eye, and then drop to his kissable lips. 

Her fingers fisted his collar when his mouth neared her right nipple, sucking it through the fabric and biting the pointy tip. His teeth sank into her flesh, lapping the wet spot as Nina helplessly twisted on his lap by the tortured sensation. Before she could indulge in the throb of her nipple and the brutal zap of sensation trickling into her pussy, before she could come right there untouched, Taehyung released her breast, looking satisfied at the wet smudge that he made on her stinging tits. 

"Whatever you like to call it. The clients can watch the show inside the room or through the glass or the cameras, it's their choice. If they want to meet or interact with the employees, they can do that, but they don't get involved in any sexual activities." Nina tried to listen to him with rapt attention between her hectic breaths, her lust-addle eyes drifting in front of the wide glass. She got it right, behind the glass is the real show. 

"They pay just to watch?" The amusement written all over her face put Taehyung at ease and he felt her squirming on his lap. The bite must have hurt, so he rubbed his thumb over her throbbing nipple in a circular motion to ease the pain.

"Sometimes they pay millions to watch their favorite performer. We raise the price with every show." That self-congratulatory smirk traveled to his lips. 

"Wow." It was adorable how her eyes were round, twinkling with rare curiosity.

"There are different kinds of themes and various sexual categories that the client selects. There are various genres." Nina's eyes bugged out. Oh, okay so they also focused on the genre, how accurate."More likely their demands are pole dancing. Solo strip show. Masturbation. Cum play. Threesome. Foursome. Blowjob. BDSM. Anal sex. Oral sex. Breakup sex. Cheating sex. Role-play sex. Goodbye sex. Can you fucking believe it?" Taehyung's brows softened when her laughter washed over him like drizzles.  

"I'm such an obsessed, motherfucker. This woman is my free fall to hell and maybe I don't mind going to hell anymore." Taehyung thought. The hardening layer of his heart, which Nina had cracked a long time ago was liquefied.

"Goodbye, sex sounds cute." Nina placed her head on his shoulder, her red hair falling over his chest as she stared at him through those dark crescent shapes of lashes. 

"The clients who choose this category are mostly heartbroken men and women." Nina chortled, her eyes losing their glow for a beat. 

Nina didn't know if she should let her guard down to Taehyung, everything was a jumble in her head. Deep down Nina was secretly happy that Taehyung was sharing this side of his world with her. Taehyung told her that no one knew about the club except his close people and he considered her one of them. Nina didn't know if she should call herself his people… although, whatever it was at the moment, he was making her feel everything that she had sealed within her heart seven years ago.

"Thank you for letting me know this little secret of yours." Her finger drew patterns on his chest, pulling a grunt from him. She did make Taehyung on his freaking knees.

"My wife should know everything about me." Taehyung fondly pressed a kiss on her cheek.

"I'm not your wife." There was no malice behind her words, but they came out quickly, even weakly.

"Yet." Taehyung winked at her. 

Nina shook her head, and the flimsy sadness rushed to gnaw her throat. Suddenly, her body was wound tight, so tight she thought it might crack open and crumble in his arms— this was wrong. Kim Taehyung wasn't her prince charming and this wasn't her fairytale then she shouldn't immerse in him or every word that pulled the strings of her heart. 

But once, just once she didn't want to fight him, escape him, or deny him— just once, just this time, just tonight she was going to have what she coveted all these years. Would she regret it? Perhaps yes. Would it be worth it? Hell yeah. 

Taehyung's heart was in his throat when Nina cupped his jaw and kissed him, kissed him with every ounce of her bleeding emotion. She didn't know what the next morning would bring for them but right now, in his arms, she was willing to get demolished, she was going to demolish him too. They were going to tumble into their pit of destruction together.

"I pray this night never ends." Nina sighed, allowing Taehyung to let loose a smile that held so many unspoken promises. After this night, he would make sure to give her many nights like this. 

Nina snapped her head at the live show that started behind the glass wall. A man and a woman entered the bedroom. Both were gorgeous and immersed in their world and Taehyung was dipped in Nina. He wasn't interested in the show, he was more inquisitive to see her expressions and reactions. Like the moon, she illuminated every darkness of his life, how could he look away from her?

Nina's cheeks reddened when the guy stripped the girl and both continued to hungrily feast on each other, and for a moment Nina felt like she should give them privacy by looking away but she couldn't, there was something between them. Nina had watched porn, but it was a fake setup. This was real and she could feel their potent fire, the hunger, and the blissful look on their faces, it was bewitching. 

The man grunted something dirty in her ears that made the woman blush, his hand lowered to grab onto her ass and he lifted her into his cock. She moaned which seemed to make him hungrier. Now when both were naked, Nina could see the woman had the body of a siren and the man was sculpted with muscles, both appeared voluptuous together. 

Nina's lips parted, in a trace she watched them fucking each other like animals in heat. The woman's legs were wrapped around his hips. Her head was thrown back and her eyes closed tight, she looked high in ecstasy. She was gripping the muscular back of the guy who had her pinned to the bed as her breasts wobbled in rhythm with the headboard banging against the wall. Like a real banging sound. Her fervid cries crossbred with his lustful growls as he pounded her, strongly.

"Fuck, my girl is a voyeur." Taehyung thought. A wolfish smirk toured his lips and he glanced at Nina's thighs clenching with the obvious arousal.

“I can feel the needy warmth from your pussy burning through your dress." Taehyung mumbled against her ear, biting the skin and turning her into a breathless mess. Taehyung slid his hand inside her dress through the slit, gripping her skin and opening them until his hand brushed her inner thigh.

"I bet if I touch you, you would easily soak me. Should I dip my fingers in your pussy to find out?" Nina whimpered, her body effortlessly reacting to his obscene question. It caused this familiar ache that she felt deep inside her whenever he was near. This time was intense, it was uncontrollable. 

"Yes, you should." Nina looked down at his hand which was going nowhere near where she was achy for him. A flush climbs along her chest and creeps up her neck.

An arousing groan ripped out of Taehyung's chest when she boldly grabbed his wrist and instructed it higher, where she needed him to touch, very close to her cunt pulse. Taehyung cupped her pussy rather vulgarly, covering her lips wholly, forcing her eyes to shut by the fierce contact. His fingers huddled her panties aside and he smoothly dragged two fingers down her moist slit, parting her obscenely, all the while she could just try not to stagger against him.

"I can feel how wet and plump you are to take my cock." In response, she mewled, hiding her face in his neck, not wanting him to see the shame of red kissing her cheeks. 

She could feel his bulge pressing against her, he was getting hard and she loved knowing that it was because of her. It stirred her blood and sizzled her veins in profound eagerness. The touch and his dirty comments did nothing but worsen the heat between her legs, she could sense her womanly juice coating his palm and sliding down to her thighs.

He trusted a single finger into her then penetrated the second one, then immediately withdrew them and used his now dripping fingers to strum the little bundle of nerves until she was panting for air. His fingers smudged with her arousal, plunging in again to move rapidly, stretching her inner muscles. Her moans spiraled in his ears like the sweetest symphony, forming a whole inferno in the valley of his soul. The friction of his hard chest against her perky tits elicited a violent shiver down to her toes. 

"It's making me lose my mind the way you are eagerly swallowing my fingers, I think you can take one more." Taehyung growled out, gnawing the side of her neck as he mercilessly drove the third finger inside her. Nina's lips fell open, having Taehyung's blunt fingers jabbing into her hard, twisting them and shortly finger fucking her. Back and forth, in and out with a horny rhythm as Nina was seeing fireworks bursting under her eyelids, dissolving her senses into smoke. 

"Taehyung, this isn't enough." Her inner flesh spasmed and clung around his fingers. A tremor seized her spine, her veins on the verge of bursting from the delicious torture as she dug her fingers into his jaw and tilted his face so they could stare at each other. 

"Are you just gonna touch me? I want you to lose your mind, I want more." She knew he was restraining himself, waiting for her confirmation. As soon as her approval left her lips, it was enough to awaken the beast within him. Taehyung loved when his red was demanding and wanted him without any hesitation.

"Ask me and I'll do it, princess." Taehyung's voice was dipped in lust.

"Make me cum, please." 
Taehyung towed his hand back and flattened her on the couch. With eagerness radiating his stance and hunger prowling his amber eyes, he flipped her dress to her waist, hooked his fingers into the elastic band of her underwear, and dragged it down to her ankles. 

She was bare for his eyes and Nina didn't feel ashamed or self-conscious because Taehyung always looked at her as if she was the only source of his life. With his one stare, he made her feel sexy and wanted.

"Keep looking at them, Red." Nina's eyes flickered at the performers who were in their erotic world. Nina couldn't care about the show anymore. Her sole attention was glued on his hands that had lewdly parted her legs open.

She whipped her head back at Taehyung who was staring at her moist cunt with a desperate dazzle in his golden eyes as if he couldn't get enough of the sight, as if he didn't know how and where to devour her. He swept his thumb over the white pearl of juice seeping out of the slit and circled the pad over the sensitive clit to test her limits. 

It was pure agony to just watch him sucking her juice from his thumb and not having his luscious mouth all over the private places that were simmering for him.  

"No, I wanna look at you." Nina teasingly showed her heels to him.  Taehyung arched his brows. Soon, a slow, wicked smirk added extra charisma to his devilishness. 

"Complete the whole fucking sentence, baby and I might give you what you want." Taehyung ran the back of his hand on the length of her leg. A shudder tangled her bones, pushing her to want him even more. 

"See, red. You have me at your feet. That's what you do to me and you don't have any idea about it." Taehyung slowly removed her sandals and tossed them on the floor and tenderly kissed her ankle. 

"I. . . I wanna look at you when you eat me out." Nina grunted, peeking at him through the curtain of lashes and she teasingly slid her right leg on his shoulder, opening herself wider for him. Her pussy was fiery, clenching and unclenching under his red-hot attention."I want your tongue inside me." Feeling like the seductress who brought this powerful man to his knees, she invited him to take her. 

Nina had never been this bold and vocal with any men in the bed, not this reckless even. They were good. They come and go, but Taehyung was a poisonous arrow that was stuck in the center of her heart, sickening her heartbeats. She despised herself when she searched for him in every man, hated those days when she met every handsome man and compared them to Taehyung.

"Then don't look away from me, even if we are stuck in chaos, never look away from me and I'll never look away from you." The softness twisted a dark curl of longing inside her, breaking all the remaining determination that she was wielding to stay away from him. They were all in dust now— the madness, the greediness had flared in her blood, coursing through her veins. 

Why couldn't they just start all over again?

"You know when the first time I tasted your pretty pussy, I became obsessed with your taste." Taehyung lowered his head, his breath seared her throbbing flesh to the surface of her sobbing heart. Nina closed her eyes at the certain sensuality in his rough tone. He appeared so eager as if an animal set free to chase his prey.

"And I'm still obsessed with it, obsessed with you. This morbid longing that I've for you will never end, I've to stay with this for the rest of my life. Seven fucking years you tortured me, red. And I'm refusing to let you go again. I know you deserve better, but fuck me baby, I'm too selfish." Taehyung circled his thumb and squeezed her clit, pulling that bundle of engorged flesh between his thumb and forefinger until her throat jammed with the sweetest cries he had ever heard.

"Hello, gorgeous." Taehyung mumbled in a daze. The first lick of his tongue on her aching pussy was like a current surpassing her bones, her gasps bumped the walls as he did it again and again, every wet sweep of his tongue promised no mercy. 

Taehyung's palm slid into the back of her thigh and inched closer to cup her pert ass, massaging the tender cheek to hold her. The sounds of pleasure that cracked through her lips burdened the heated room, mingling with the wet sound of him devouring her. 

Nina's shoulders were locked with anticipation. Most of the time when guys have gone down on her, they were an urgency, doing the bare minimum to get her ready enough for the fuck. She never felt her heart tightening and a strong sensation swirling in her guts even bringing herself to orgasm. 

But Taehyung was reaching inside her core, snaring her and ravaging her completely. He was taking his time, savoring her taste. He rained her inner thighs with slow and sensual kisses, exactly the way she liked. Taehyung made sure that she enjoyed this moment with him. 

"This feels so good." Nina licked her lower lip, earning a satisfying grunt from the man kneeling between her legs. Gripping his locks, she lifted her hips to grind herself on his mouth, setting fire to his excitement. 

"I wanna commit your taste in my mind, Red." His guttural rumble over her sensitive flesh made her delirious, her leg stretching on his shoulder. Nina was damn sure, she wasn't herself. There was someone else lying underneath him, rolling her hips and moaning to satisfy his hunger and indulging every bit of it.

Taehyung flattened his tongue over her clit for a tight lick, then swirled it around her clit before engulfing her entire pussy in his mouth, sucking her only a good second, then drove back down to lap her pussy hole, resuming the slow tongue fucking while intensifying the pleasure at top notch. 

Nina relaxed against his touch, raking her fingers in his scalp and pushing his hair back to see his witchery eyes that held the power to breathe life into the dead parts of her. Seeing the blissful look on his face unspooled her mind, and turned her chest a zoo of butterflies as she let herself soak in the wave of bliss, whimpering and writhing and rolling her hips to grind against his mouth, finding her pleasure and chasing it.

Taehyung shoved his tongue in her swollen cunt, jerking her body violently as she threw her head back, baring her throat. Her muscles clenched him tightly and her body was begging for something far thicker than his tongue. He sucked her clit into his mouth in a feral rhythm. Each brutal stroke of his tongue drove her higher, winding her muscles tighter.

"Right there." She moaned, her eyes closing. 

And then she was perching at the edge of clipping desire, poised between one lick and the next. She felt she was going to burst out of her skin. The pressure of orgasm stirred her belly and ripped out of her with sharpening claws, leaving her shaking. Taehyung's throat vibrated and his mouth remained on her through the orgasm, not minding her juice coating his lips and chin—he looked so fucking maddening, still so ravenous.  

Nina's leg slid off his shoulder, a whimper left her when Taehyung gripped her thighs, opening her legs wide again, to hold her open as he continued his slow tongue assault until her bones turned to mellow.

"You still taste the same, but sweeter than before." Taehyung chuckled, so dark and mischievous, Nina was damn sure she would come again just by his delicious voice. 

Nina sat up, her legs still shaking with a faint ache between her thighs as she bashfully looked at Taehyung's apparent iron-hard cock painfully pressing against his pants, though the calm expression on his face almost gave her the idea that he was just bored and not having an erection. He wasn't bored, he was horny and hungry for her. . . Taehyung was giving her time to make a choice. If she wanted to leave at that moment, he wouldn't stop her but Taehyung prayed that Nina would stay and accept him.

Taehyung casually sat on the corner of the couch, a cigarette limply pressed between his lips and he lit it with his zippo. Instant warmth shrouded his lungs and he sucked into the cancer stick, then he pinched it between his fingers and puffed out the smoke. A tick happened in his jaw when the throb of his cock intensified. 

How could someone look so attractive while smoking? The way he was smoking made Nina want to smoke too, she wanted to kiss those lips that were all over her and now holding the cigarette.

"Did you enjoy the show?" Taehyung mumbled, puffing the smoke out and then watching it lingering on his face. A frown melted between his brows when he saw her standing— was she going to leave again? 

"Did you enjoy your show?" Nina straddled his lap, her voice was raspy, sending a direct vibration in his dick. 

Of course, he had enjoyed his show, her lewd moans, her lustful shivers, even he saved it in his memory. Taehyung threw his head back when Nina rolled her hips and rubbed her bare pussy on his hardening cock. Sucking last time in his cigarette, he puffed the smoke out and tossed it on the floor. And then the next second, his hands were all over her and his mouth was engulfing her for a ruthless kiss, all bites, and licks. His one palm harshly grabbed her ass, instructing her to move up and down on his cock and his other hand ripped the straps of her dress, the fabric loosely falling to her waist. 

"I thought you were gonna walk away . . ." Nina blushed, having his all attention on her naked figure. 

"What would you do if I walked away ?" Nina's voice was like soft ribbons twirling with his heartbeats. He lowered his gaze to her naked breasts, slid his hand down her neck, and cupped the firm mound of her breast as she resumed grinding herself on his cock that was hungry to be buried inside her.

"I would chase you, maybe throw you on my shoulder and carry you back here, tie you and then fuck you until you couldn't move. Believe me, I would do that." And Nina believed him, God helps her she believed him and loved everything coming out of his mouth. 

Every muscle of his body clenched at how fucking good and soft Nina felt under his hand. He rolled her nipple between his fingers and pinched it, hearing her breath hitch, and feeling the peak tighten even more. 

"So pretty." He praised her, teasing the tight tip of her pebbling nipple at the same time as he dropped his gaze to watch her delicately rolling her hips, his cock jerking between her legs. "And so fucking mine."

Gathering her in his arms, he stood up. Her legs wrapped around him for the firm hold as her torn dress huddled around her waist, though Nina couldn't bring herself to care about it. Taehyung carried her to the room and shut the door behind him, not sparing a glance back at the erotic show that was close to ending. 

"What are we, Tae?" Nina asked in genuine curiosity as she continued to scatter kisses all over his neck, biting the pounding pulse of his neck. Mark him as hers. Oh, how maddeningly she wanted to sink her teeth in his soul and feast on his every ugly, crooked part. 

Taehyung placed her on the bed, pulling the dress down from her waist and letting it slip on the ground from his fingers. The silence was like tiny needles stabbing her skin, she waited for him to say something to ease the tension crushing her shoulders. Taehyung's eyes rambled all over her flawless breasts, smooth stomach, flared hips, and fucking long legs, those legs could stomp all over him and Taehyung would still worship the air she breaths.

"Not enemies with benefits, baby." Taehyung grinned and Nina's shoulder shook for a faint laugh.

"Thank God, it's not my favourite trope anyways."She flashed him a smug look. 

"Maybe enemies who fantasize about each other." Taehyung clambered onto the bed, he grabbed her ankle and effortlessly dragged her down. Nina's stomach coiled deliciously when he pressed her thighs up and parted her legs open until her bare pussy was in his sight.

"Maybe enemies who belonged to each other." Taehyung ran his thumb over her sensitive pussy fold and then bit her clit while all Nina could do was twist and roll against his mouth to chase the friction.

"This time, I won't let you leave me. I'll keep you by my side, and I'll let you fight me, I'll let you do anything you want to do with me but I won't let you leave me. Because in the end, It's you and me, baby. it's always you and me. Our bond is fucking unbreakable." The promise felt more like a threat and it shouldn't drive a bolt of desire in her body. Nina and her heart were damned. 

Taehyung pulled his shirt over his head giving her first look at him shirtless, revealing his sculpted abs. It wasn't about being fit or having ridiculous amounts of muscles, it was the mystique and appeal that he added to it, the way he carried himself with a certain recklessness. 

"Wow." Nina resisted an urge to swallow and rub her thighs together. Sweat glistened across his chest, a single rivulet trailed slowly over the hard ripples before disappearing into his pants. Nina's breast grew heavy as she licked her lips unconsciously, wanting to lick away that dewdrop with her tongue.

"Unzip my pants and take out my cock, princess." Taehyung rubbed his thumb on her ankle, his eyes were glowing with lustful intentions. 

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Okay, please read it for my sake.

Listen, I don't want to sound rude. I adore every reader of mine, I adore you guys because of your support this book is thriving, it means the world to me. But do you think I deserve the mean comments?  No, I don't.

I KINDLY ask you to be respectful to me and to my characters and my books, especially this book. Every day I delete the comments that make me sad. Is my story that bad? Is my writing not satisfying enough? Do I have to work hard? Tell me, I'll do it but don't be rude *Sigh*

If you don't like the book leave silently. Don't say in the comment section that you are leaving or you won't continue this book, or you want a Y/N story or it's a time waster blah blah freaking blah.  . . Because as an author, seeing a reader saying these things is demotivating. About the Y/N part, it's your preference, you can read whatever you want but knowing the author is writing an O/C character and you saying that Y/N is better is very mean.

I mean, just use Y/N as Nina bro, what's your deal?

Also, don't jump to conclusions and act as if you know everything about this story because you don't know what gonna happen in the future, so baby calm down.

And, I don't want your other books knowledge in my book, I've never asked for it. I don't want you to compare my stories to other stories on wattpad, every author put hard work into their stories, so appreciate it. Don't teach me things, and don't suggest to me what should I do with Taehyung or Nina. It's my concern. Be respectful otherwise, I'll mute your ass just to spite you.

At last, I just wanna say I may sound like a bitch but I'm not bad xd I love you guys and I'll update the next part soon <33