March 20, 2021

"I'm ready" Ari picked up her bag and keys, and looked expectantly at Namjoon, who was frozen open mouthed looking at her and drooling like a kid. "Namjoon?" she tilted her head slightly, trying to hold back her laughter.

They had spoken in the morning after the night they had spent together. Their first such conversation, as two adults deciding what is best for them.

Ari was far from forgiving him, but after talking to him and then discussing it with Mae, she had decided to give him one last chance anyway, with the stipulation that if he screwed up again, she would leave with the twins.

Namjoon was so desperate to get them back that he was willing to agree to absolutely anything. Even if she had asked for his life, he wouldn't have thought twice before giving her his gun again.

Deciding to take it slow, the two went on their second date, or at least they were supposed to, but Namjoon was so carried away, checking her up and down, it was like a movie character on pause.

"Namjoon!" she nudged him with a finger and he blinked against her, squealing like the twins when they're hungry. "What?" he asked and she raised an eyebrow. "Shall we go?" Ari smiled, but he had gone back to counting her.

"I know we've been together for a long time, but shit! Every time I see you like this…" Namjoon pointed at her, moving his finger up and down. "You turn me on like it's our first date!" he growled and she blushed, biting her lip.

"Can't we skip dinner and go straight to dessert?" he asked, bringing her significantly closer and wrapping an arm around her waist. Pinning her to the wall, he rested his other hand on the wall next to her head and leaned against her neck.

His tongue slid down to the crook of her shoulder and Ari let out a low moan, placing her hands on his chest. "I want you, baby, naked, moaning and wet under me as I fuck you until we both forget our names…" Namjoon breathed against the wet trail of his tongue and Ari closed her eyes, shivering slightly.

"You know how to make a woman feel wanted…" Ari smirked and felt his smile against her skin, his teeth biting her earlobe, drawing another moan of pleasure. "Only when it comes to you, my love, I really don't care at all how other women feel!" he cooed, sliding his hand down her thigh and lifting the hem of her dress.

"What a romantic!" she cooed and he smirked. "Nothing I'm thinking about right now is romantic, love!" Namjoon growled and pressed her hips against his, proving to her how much of an arousing effect she had on him.

He cupped her ass under her dress, his tongue darting along herjaw line and towards her lips. "Namjoon….I'm hungry…" Ari muttered, but her body had a mind of its own, her hips brushed against his and Namjoon growled, biting her bottom lip before sliding his tongue into her mouth, totally destroying her lipstick.

"Me too, baby!" Namjoon whispered seductively against her lips and she felt her stomach tighten and turn. "Where are the children?" he asked as his fingers found their way under her underwear.

"At Mae's, she and Jin will watch them until tomorrow…" she squirmed as his hand slid into her underwear and his fingers teased her clit. "You're so wet, love, am I to blame?" Namjoon lifted his head and looked at her hungrily.

"Are we alone, love?" he asked again as if he hadn't heard that Mae and Jin would be watching the twins. "Namjoon…" she squirmed breathlessly, Namjoon continuing to tease her, pulling the coat off her shoulders.

"Fuck the reservation!" Namjoon grunted and scooped her up walking towards the bedroom, kissing her wildly on the way, his fingers finding the zipper and unbuttoning her dress.

His feet hit a small table, Namjoon lost his balance and Ari's ass settled on the unexpected obstacle, the sound of broken china sharply tore through the darkness and Ari giggled, Namjoon taking advantage, positioning himself between her legs.

His hands lifted her dress and caressed her thighs through the high garter silk stockings. Namjoon looked down, licking himself. "Do you know you have the longest, sexiest legs I've ever had the pleasure of seeing?" Namjoon asked and fell to his knees, taking off her heels one by one.

He reached and removed her stockings as well, slowly caressing her legs along their length, looking straight into her eyes, which were quickly darkening with excitement. His fingers wrapped around her ankle, his tongue sliding up her calf, his hand following as the other caressed the tender, sensitive skin on her inner thigh.

Ari watched him intently, biting her lip, his hands moving up her legs, caressing and causing a tingling sensation low in her stomach. Namjoon smirked and stood up, locking their lips.

She removed his jacket and untied his tie as he pulled the top of her dress down, revealing the soft whiteness of her breasts. Ari took her hands out of the long sleeves and began to unbutton his shirt, throwing her head back to enjoy the feel of his teeth on her neck.

Impatiently, Ari slid and jumped off the table, pulling off his shirt which flew to the floor next to his jacket. Namjoon leaned forward, crouching down without stopping to kiss her collarbone, down between her breasts, her stomach, removing the dress which she kicked to the sides.

His fingers slid up and wrapped around her slim waist as his tongue traced her plump belly, tracing secret love symbols. The only signs that Ari had recently given birth were a few stretch marks and the still slightly red C-section scar, which Namjoon found extremely arousing.

And the fact that she wasn't ashamed of them at all, proudly watching him kiss them, drove him crazy and made his cock jump, stretching his pants.

Namjoon jerked to his feet and pressed her against the table again, her shoulders hitting the wall, her back arching, and she wrapped a thigh around his hip. "Divine, gorgeous and you're driving me crazy, baby!" Namjoon growled and Ari smirked, pouting her lips arrogantly.

"Prove it!" she hissed breathlessly and Namjoon did. Several times, almost destroying the apartment and his decoration. Their teeth and lips left marks on each other's body, her moans and cries could be heard almost until dawn and from every corner in the apartment.

Namjoon couldn't help but enjoy her, every subsequent penetration, every flutter of her walls around his cock, every time his name slipped from her lips like a whisper or a scream, every scratch, every orgasm of hers, every wild kiss, brought him on to the edge.

Her body arched over the kitchen island as he slightly bent over thrusting in and out, pressing against her belly, feeling every penetration of his cock deep into her pussy.

Her moisture sprayed him and ran down the counter and onto the floor, making a wet trail in its path. Namjoon grabbed her waist and lifted her up, her legs locked behind him and he spun, lowering her onto his body.

As soon as her feet touched the floor, he roughly turned her around and pressed her shoulders down. Ari propped herself up on her hands on the couch, her belly pressed against the back of it, and Namjoon spread her legs apart, lifting her ass with his hands to penetrate her from behind.

His relentless penetrations moved the upholstered furniture as Ari met the thrusts with growling moans. Displeased with the pose, Namjoon grabbed her armpits and straightened her slightly, continuing to pound her without a trace of mercy or pity.

Ari tried to find support on his chest, Namjoon dropped the beat and cursed, as he turned her towards him and picked her up, carrying her towards the bedroom. His hands gripped her ass, their sweaty bodies pressed together and their tongues waged war.

The bed was the next piece of furniture moved by their passion. Scrambling across the wooden floor, it took their weight, Namjoon smirked and leaned down, sinking his teeth into her nipple. "Shit!" Ari hissed, rearing up against him.

Namjoon tried to fit between her legs, her hips pressing against his waist and she pushed off the mattress, turning their places. With her knees at the sides of his waist, she positioned herself and lowered onto his cock, taking him deeply with a soft moan and closed eyes.

"Oh, yeah!" Namjoon grunted and gripped her hips as she moved hers back and forth or up and down, rubbing against him, riding his cock like a wild beast.

Her nails dug into his chest, her hair fell over his face and she leaned down, biting his neck and throat. "Damn it, baby, don't stop!" Namjoon almost screamed and started to rise up against her quickly.

His fingers left bruises on her thighs and sides, helping her to speed up the movements with which she took his length. Ari lifted her head from his neck and their eyes met. "I want to see you cum, love!" Namjoon commanded, feeling her walls quiver and tighten. The veins on his neck and temples stood out and she smirked, biting her lip.

His cock jumped, slamming his head into the bottom of her core, a shock of electricity coursed through their bodies and they both finished at the same time, captivated by the other's gaze. She slumped against his chest and pressed her lips to his, breathing heavily.

"I will never get tired of fucking you, baby!" Namjoon growled and flipped her over covering her. Ari purred contentedly and tossed her head back as his tongue and lips soaked the sweat from her shoulder.

“Your body is like a roller coaster, that makes me want to ride it every time I see it” Namjoon whispered in her ear and she let out a cute giggle. "I love you, Ari" Namjoon looked at her cupping her face. "I love you so much and nothing and no one can change that!" he pecked her lips gently.

"I'm so sorry, I know you'll never fully forgive me, but trust me, okay?" she bit her lip and her eyes filled with tears. "I promise, Ari, never again, no matter what anyone tells me or shows me, never, do you hear me, never again I'll let my jealousy turn against you, I swear on my life and our children's!" Ari pressed their lips together and sobbed, hugging him tightly. "I believe you, my love" she whispered and he breathed a sigh of relief, kissing her passionately.