October 9, 2019

Namjoon reached up and rubbed his eyes before he even opened them. The bed next to him sank slightly and he jerked up on his elbows, blinking sleepily.

Ari was sitting on the bed with her legs tucked under her in one of his white shirts that looked more like a short loose dress to him on her thin petite frame.

She had looked up thoughtfully and he followed. "She's..." Ari looked at him briefly before looking back at the portrait. "My wife" Namjoon finished and leaned back.

"She's beautiful" Ari murmured softly and tilted her head. Namjoon looked at her and lowered his eyebrows. "Do you still love her?" he sighed and looked at the portrait again. "Yes" was all Namjoon could say.

Arie stood up, but Namjoon grabbed her arm and pulled her onto him. "Where are you going?" he asked and she looked down at him. "I have to make breakfast for Izeul" Ari tried to get up but his arm wouldn't let her.

"No need, one of the servants will." he growled sullenly and she shook her head. "Izeul is my responsibility" he shook his head. "We're going to hire a nanny, I'm your responsibility now" Namjoon hissed and wrapping his arms around her waist he spun, pinning her under him.

"You want to fire me?" Ari asked in surprise and he chuckled. "My girl won't work, not even for me" before she could answer, his lips cut her off.

"What are you doing?" Ari moaned breathlessly and Namjoon lightly pecked her lips again. "What do you think?" he asked, moving his lips along her jawline and down her neck.

"Namjoon...." she tried to get out of his arms but his body was pressing her down. "Namjoon, Izeul..." she moaned and bit her lip. His teeth left their mark just below her ear.

"Okay, you can take care of her, but in a little while" Namjoon murmured, his fingers trailing up her thighs, lifting the hem of her shirt. His lips found hers again and his tongue made its way inside.

"I have to shop a shirt shop" Namjoon growled as he sat up on her hips and ripped the buttons off her shirt in one go, leaving her in just her underwear.

His gaze scanned her body. The high firm breasts, the nipples of which were already hard, like the muzzles of angry foxes, the graceful curve of her waist, the flat stomach, the thin almost transparent lace underwear.

He covered her again and she cupped his face, kissing him hungrily. One of his hands buried itself in her hair while the other massaged her breast. Namjoon spread her legs with his knee and she reared up against him.

He left her lips on his way down, stopping at her neck and she threw her head back so he could resume his seal, then trailed down her collarbone, leaving red teeth marks.

Then his tongue trailed a wet trail into the crease between her breasts and he bit and sucked hard on the tender skin of her stomach, drawing a loud half-shout half-moan from her throat.

Cupping her breasts, he purposefully attacked her stomach. His lips and tongue fought for territory as his teeth kept marking.

Arie was moaning and writhing madly, clutching the sheets tightly, her head thrown back hard and her back arching as she tried to beg for more caresses.

"I think I found your weak spot, baby!" Namjoon whispered and chuckled, sending another shockwave through her body. "Namjoon!" her back arched even more, her hips rising against his shoulders and Namjoon caressing the curve of her waist as his fingers sought the soft lusciousness of her ass.

He reached between her legs and gently bit and tugged at the thin lace of her underwear. "God!" Ari gasped and her hands pushed his head down. "You're getting impatient, my little..." Namjoon growled, slapping her high on the thigh.

Ari jumped and her body shook, Namjoon looked up and smirked. "Look who likes the rough!" he stated contentedly, lifting her hips slightly to remove her underwear.

She stood up and looked down, gritting her teeth. His tongue teased her clit. Their eyes were locked as she tried to stifle her moans and he sucked and licked her clit at the entrance of her pussy.

Her juices flowed and wet his lips, running down his chin. "Be a good girl and scream for me, baby!" Namjoon ordered, biting the folds of her entrance a little more roughly.

And she did just that. Screaming loudly, her eyes rolled back in ecstasy and her head fell heavily on the pillow. Namjoon squeezed her hips hard to hold her in place as his tongue went in and out of her.

"Namjoon!" his name slipped from her lips like the whisper of a bird's wings and she squirted against his tongue. Namjoon rose and first licked himself like a tiger that had just fed, then covered her, letting her taste her own orgasm.

Their fingers intertwined and he held her hands high at her sides above her head. "It's my turn!" Ari hissed lustfully and Namjoon raised an eyebrow slightly. She pecked his lips and surprisingly pushed his shoulder, flipping him onto his back.

She mounted him and leaned down, kissing him hungrily, Namjoon smirked again and slapped her ass. Ari answered him, biting his throat and sucking hard. Now it was Namjoon's turn to moan and squirm under her.

She rubbed like a cat against his cock, teasing her entrance with the rough fabric of his boxers, her nails digging reddish rails across his shoulders and biceps, her teeth leaving red marks, tracing the path of her tongue down his chest and stomach.

His hands slid around her waist and up her back, digging into her flesh. Ari moaned against his tight abs and he threw his head back, growling.

Her fingers tugged at his boxers and he looked down at her, rising slightly to ease her. Arie smirked catching his gaze, Namjoon moaned biting his lip, her breasts cupped and pinched, caressing his length as her tongue still teased low on his stomach.

Her nails clawed at his ribs as she slowly moved her upper body back and forth, teasing his cock between her breasts. The further down her nails left marks on his skin, the closer her tongue came to the tip of his cock, and Namjoon's moans and arousal grew no less.

His eyes darkened and widened lustfully as her lips parted and she slowly leaned over his cock, not missing every reaction written on his face.

Namjoon could already taste the sweet pleasure as she began to take the head of his cock in her mouth almost painfully slowly. But he growled animalistically as instead of sucking, she clawed at the velvet tip with her teeth, causing his cock to bounce in protest between her breasts.

Her eyebrows flicked playfully, Ari smirked and bent down again in the same motion, her tongue tracing a circle around the tip and her lips just caressing it, she shifted, bringing her knees between his, leaning back, digging her nails into his thighs and not dropping his gaze, she took his cock into her mouth, sucking the slightly hot hardness teasingly.

Namjoon leaned back and buried his fingers in her hair, gripping tightly, trying to guide the rhythm and depth with which she sucked his cock. Her tongue and teeth continued to tease him, her throat twitching as it's stretched to suck his cock as deeply as possible.

The pain of her nails on his thighs, the teasing grind of her teeth along his length, the wetness of her mouth sucking him down his balls, Namjoon was on the verge of a sweet death and his hips began to heave against the relentless torture of her mouth.

Ari felt the intense hardening and tingling in her throat and quickened her speed, sucking him even harder, her fingers wrapping around his cock and moving with her mouth. The new sensation was driving him crazy and Namjoon pressed her head hard. His cum sizzled burning her throat and she swallowed several times, trying to continue sucking him, squeezing every drop from the tip of his cock and down her throat.

Ari waited for him to calm his breathing a bit, still working him with hand and tongue, keeping his arousal going.

When she was sure he was ready, she mounted him again and sat on his cock with a contented purr, feeling his head hit the bottom of her core. Namjoon snapped his eyes open and his hands dug into her waist.

She hung her feet on his hips, rested her hands on his chest, and slowly at first, began to move up and down, teasing both herself and him, refusing to sit down enough for his cock to go all the way in.

Namjoon pulled at her neck, searching for her lips. Their tongues met and entwined, their moans merged and their bodies trembled in sync. Ari was no longer holding back, riding him at a furious speed.

Namjoon sat up, Arie wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him madly as their bodies slammed into each other, filling the room with wet sounds. Namjoon pressed her hard, stroking her back and thighs encouragingly, squeezing her ass painfully, slapping her in reward.

Her walls tightened and sucked him in, her hips grinding against his, her body convulsing and she threw her head back, screaming his name as she came uncontrollably.

Namjoon didn't give her time to recover as her body froze at the peak of ecstasy, he flipped her over and penetrated deeply leaving her gasping for air.

Kissing her furiously, he fucked her almost inhumanly fast, roughly stretching the walls of her pussy. With no chance to recover from her orgasm, Ari screamed again and her back arched, her hips bucked against him and she finished again, squirting them both.

"Damn it, baby!" Namjoon growled and stood up, gripping the headboard of the bed. His thrusts nearly lifted her off the mattress. Ari freaked out, her body still twitching, spreading her legs a little more, she raised her ass, making room for his thrusts.

"Don't stop!" Ari moaned breathlessly and Namjoon gritted his teeth, feeling the tightening deep on his cock. "That's it, baby!" he gritted his teeth
and tried to increase his speed a little more. She screamed, he grunted, their bodies frozen together, she squirted them both again, his cum fighting for space with the wetness inside her womb.

Namjoon slumped over her, breathing heavily and raggedly. His lungs wheezed from lack of air. His cock quivered from the unceasing tremors of her walls, still subject to the experienced peak.

He propped himself up on his elbows, smoothing the damp hair from her temples and gently pecked her lips a few times.

"Now if you still feel like it, you can make breakfast, I'm starving" he teased her and Ari playfully slapped him on the shoulder stealing a few more kisses.