Mina struggled to reach the book she had chosen. Taehyung pretended to be working on his laptop, watching her puff, lifting her fingers, her hand outstretched, and yet she missed the book she wanted. He enjoyed the sweet sight, the sweater that revealed part of her waist, her flat stomach, every time she tried to raise her hand even higher, the tight jeans that fit snugly against her thighs, revealing her seductive legs, especially for imagination like his.
After their kiss, she avoided him as much as possible, so he persuaded Seokjin to take Lily for the weekend so that they could be alone. With nothing to do, she had apparently decided to read, and blushing, she was now trying to pick up her book and, absolutely sure, run as far away from him as possible, shutting herself in her room. Something Taehyung had no intention of allowing.
He rose silently and stood firmly behind her, reaching for the book she wanted. She froze as his fingers slid up her wrist, almost intertwining with hers. He picked up the book and lowered it to eye level without breaking contact between their bodies. "Here." he whispered in her ear, bending down so that their cheeks almost touched, sending shivers down her spine.
They stood there, he deliberately pressing against her and she, lost in the sensation of his strong body making hers burn. His breath made a few unruly locks of hair tickle her face, increasing the tension in her body.
Her uneven breathing gave him immense satisfaction, and he increased the pressure by resting his hand on the library, which only increased the pressure of his body on hers. "Are you okay?" he whispered playfully, his lips caressing her cheek, and she took a sharp breath, holding it. Unable to move, she just nodded. Her thoughts raced, drawing insane pictures in her mind, provoked by his touch. Biting her lip, she tried to tell her body to move, but only managed to raise her hand, taking the book from his.
Taehyung smirked. Caught her between himself and the library, he left her no room to escape, resting his other hand on the shelf. He could  feel the tension in her  back, which rose with each attempt to catch her breath. Towering her, he enjoyed his superiority.
Mina pressed the book to her chest like a shield. Millions of butterflies danced in her belly, the touch of his lips to her cheek made a tickling sensation run through her bristling skin. The thought that she had to leave, to escape, flashed through her confused mind. She turned and came face to face with him, falling right into his trap. Her lips parted slightly in astonishment as his dark gaze fixed on her. She jumped as his hand slid and his fingers tangled in her hair, and he pressed her back against the high library and lowered his lips, pressing them into hers. His other hand pressed low against her back, preventing any attempt to push him away.
Losing the battle, she immersed herself in the kiss. The book fell at their feet, her hands clinging to his waist, and she rose against him. Taehyung groaned as a soft moan escaped her throat and her lips moved against his.
Forgetting his plan not to hurry, not to scare her, his kiss became more and more passionate, his tongue exploring the core of her mouth, provoking hers. They clung hungrily to each other, his hands tucked under her sweater, searching for the warmth of her body. Mina pressed even tighter against him as his fingers stroked her bare back. His lips left hers only to descend the soft line of her jaw, toward her neck.
She tilted her head back and relaxed in his arms. Taehyung dropped her back just to cover her hips. Without effort, he lifted her, wrapping her hips around his waist. His tongue slid down her neck as he carried her out of the office, grateful that she had left the door open. Squeezing against the one in his bedroom, he opened it with his elbow, returning to her lips. The door swung open, and Taehyung wasted no time, heading straight for the bed.
Without letting go of her or giving her a chance to catch her breath, he laid her on the soft covers, covering her, his lips drinking the soft moans as his hands frantically stroked her body. He pulled away abruptly, only to take off her sweater, pressing his lips to hers again.The tension between the two of the last few weeks had erupted in full force, taking over Mina's body and mind, pushing the faint warnings that popped up into her mind. Following his example, she struggled with the buttons of his shirt, eager to touch him in the same way, to feel his skin next to hers.
Their clothes flew to the floor one after another. Her moans were torn by the struggle between their hot bodies, her attempts to catch her breath sounded feeble and hoarse, each time he left her lips to soak his somewhere to suck and leave a mark, marking her body. His hands claimed possession of each part of her, mercilessly rubbing her sensitive skin with gentle, superficial movements of his fingers. Panting, she accepted every touch, surrendered to him, and consolidated his power over herself, squirming beneath him and whispering his name. Her hands studied his body no less eagerly, remembering every curve, every movement, the twitching of every muscle, every point that made him growl with delight. The need that Taehyung had created in her made her want more and more, pulling him tight, boldly dissolving for him, against him, increasing the flow of adrenaline with each primary echo of his kisses and touches.
She arched her back as his lips darted to her belly, stamping her heels, she clenched her fists into the sheets and lifted her body against his hands, which boldly stroked the inside of her thighs, his fingers lighting fires, searching for the essence of his quest as his tongue drew a map to the search for treasure. Her cry echoed painfully as his tongue found what he was looking for, and he sucked on her soft, wet folds. His tongue crept between them and he tasted the sweet-salty juice of her arousal. His teeth gently pressed against the entrance to her core, and she clenched her thighs. Taehyung looked up at her, overwhelmed by the power of passion he had unleashed on this otherwise shy and quiet woman.
The mad passion that made her toss her head uncontrollably soaked and conquered and the latter remained sane. Forgetting games and tenderness, Taehyung slid over her, grabbed her ass, lifting her, and with a smooth motion made his way to the dream paradise, setting himself completely.
She squirmed, crying. The light barrier, which he passed easily, slowly melted, absorbing him, and her body began to adjust to the unfamiliar sensation of him. Too aroused to feel the pain for long, Mina moved slowly beneath him, her hands sliding over his forearms, and she dug her nails into his shoulders as he gently pulled away, only to slide back, wiping a moan from her throat.
His lips drank a few tears, making their way down her cheeks, his hands returning the fire to her body in the heights, and he felt her tender depths take him and greet him, ready to surrender to him.  Her thighs around his trembled and pulled as his next thrust twisted her body, filling her perfectly. Taehyung hid his face in her neck, trying to restrain himself, gradually increasing his pace, allowing her body to accept her new master completely. The inhuman effort drove him crazy as the narrow opening around his cock pressed against him, causing him to tear it apart and take it mercilessly.
With each passing minute, with each stronger and faster trust, he led them to unfamiliar places. Her body tightened, and she gritted her teeth on his shoulder. Her shivers crept around his cock and her body parted, taking it even deeper, urging him to reward her.
Taehyung recognized the signals unmistakably. Pulling her lower body into his lap, he grabbed her and plunged deep, wiping a cry of pleasure from her chest. Pushing deeply, feeling the approaching orgasm with each new penetration, Taehyung released his restraints.
His movements became rougher and more demanding, waiting for the opposite response that her body gave, taking it with readiness and counter-lifting. Her core shook, fluids ran down his thighs, and her abdomen tightened under his palm. Screaming his name, she invited him to join her. Growling, Taehyung embraced her thighs, lifting her higher, and relentlessly took advantage of the peak of her orgasm. Trembling, he cum deeply, causing a new wave of pleasure in her body.
Leaning heavily on her chest, he closed his eyes, trying to calm his heart and breathing. The scent of jasmine and sex caressed his nostrils. Listening to her heavy breathing, he slid over to her and pulled her gently, wrapping his arms around her, stroking her back to soothe her body.
She curled up on his chest, resting her head on his shoulder.
A faint smile played on his lips as he turned and looked at her. Closing her eyes, Mina hugged him, placing a hand on his chest. He ran his fingers over her face, and she opened her eyes wearily, smiling softly at him. "Are you okay?" he whispered and kissed her on the forehead. She moved her body carefully and nodded, Taehyung smiled even wider and hugged her tightly.
"Now you are only mine, princess!" he thought, pulling the blanket over their naked bodies.