Darling let me tell you the secret in my heart we are always kissing ✨.

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Taehyung's pov:

Seeing her adorable sleeping face snuggled against my chest filled me with tenderness.

Holding her gently, I carried her out of the car and into our home, her head resting perfectly on my warm chest.

Her fists were clenched tightly around the fabric of my blazer, as if she was refusing to let go even in her sleep.

As we walked, her face nuzzled deeper into my neck, seeking comfort in my embrace.

Her soft breaths against my skin sent shivers down my spine, and I couldn't help but smile affectionately.

The mansion is a spacious and luxurious estate, boasting a modern and minimalist design, decorated primarily in gray, black, and white.

The entrance hallway leads into an open-plan living area featuring sleek black leather sofas and a grand grey marble fireplace.

Carefully, I carried her up the stairs and into our room, gently laying her on the bed,

The master bedroom is a tranquil sanctuary of soft lighting and comfortable furniture.

The king-sized bed is covered in plush grey linens, while surrounding it are numerous vases filled with white and black roses.

There's even a corner of the room dedicated to jungkookie, filled with plushies and cute blankets and pillows featuring her.

As I tugged her into the bed, covering her with a cute blanket, I couldn't help but smile at how adorable she looked, snuggled up like a little bun.

I gently wrapped the blanket around her, feeling the softness of the fabric against my fingers.

Her cheeks looked flushed as she nuzzled into the blanket, making her appearance even cuter.

Leaving the bed, I went to change into some comfortable clothes.

While getting dressed, I found myself stealing glances at her, my affection for her growing with each look.

I grabbed a pair of casual pants and a cozy t-shirt, quickly slipping them on.

As I returned to the bed, I quietly slipped under the sheets beside her.

Wrapping my arms around her, I spooned her in a gentle embrace.

I nuzzled my face into her hair, inhaling the scent of her shampoo.

The warmth of her body against mine sent a rush of contentment through me.

Her petite form felt right, nestled against my larger frame.

Pulling her closer, I wrapped my arm around her waist, anchoring her to me.

The soft fabric of the blanket enveloping us added to the sense of intimacy.

As she settled into my embrace, I allowed my hand to wander, tracing soft patterns on her arm.

The feeling of having her in my arms was intoxicating.

I pressed my lips against the nape of her neck, leaving gentle kisses along her skin.

She let out a soft sigh, shifting closer to me, her body molding against mine like it was made for me.

I pulled her even closer, wanting to feel every inch of her against me.

The scent of her hair, the warmth of her skin, it all felt overwhelmingly comforting.

I buried my face in her hair, relishing the sensation of her soft locks tickling my face.

My hand slowly trailed down her side, my fingers gently grazing over her curves.

She let out a soft gasp, her body stirring against mine.

I pulled her even tighter against me, as if trying to merge our bodies completely.

I moved my kisses up to her jawline, nibbling and kissing my way up to her ear.

My hand continued its journey, gently stroking her stomach in a soothing motion.

Our bodies intertwined together, I continued to gently rub her stomach in soothing circles while peppering soft kisses along her jawline and neck.

Her breathing slowed, and her body relaxed even further as she began to doze off.

Soon, her breaths turned into soft sighs, and her body felt completely limp in my arms.

I pressed one final kiss to her hair, gently pulling her closer until our bodies were practically molded together.

Holding her close to me, I closed my eyes, feeling my own fatigue start to take hold.

The warmth of her body against mine was soothing, and the steady rise and fall of her breath lulled me into a state of contentment.

As my eyelids grew heavy, I tightened my embrace slightly.

In her sleep, she shifted closer to me.

Instinctively, she snuggled even deeper into my chest, her head tucking perfectly under my chin.

Our bodies were now completely intertwined, our limbs woven together like a complex knot.

Her head was nestled against my chest, her soft hair tickling my chin.

I could feel the steady rhythm of her heartbeat against my ribcage, and it sent a wave of peace through me.

As sleep began to take over, I nuzzled my face into her hair, inhaling her scent.

The feeling of her warm breath against my neck and the sound of her steady breaths were the only things grounding me in reality.

He allowed himself to drift off, his body and mind both exhausted.

The comfortable embrace of their shared sleep quickly overcame him, and he settled into a peaceful slumber.

They both had a few hours to rest before the evening, and with her in his arms, he felt completely content.

I suddenly jolted awake, my mind still hazy with sleep.

As I blearily opened my eyes, I saw my bun lying next to me, her eyelashes fluttering softly as she slept.

A smile tugged at the corners of my lips as I thought about how beautiful she looked.

And then, as if sensing my thoughts, I heard the bedroom door creak open, and my sister-, Hyun, peeked her head into the room.

Hyun smiled widely as she saw me sitting up in bed.

"Rise and shine, sleepyhead," she exclaimed, her voice echoing loudly in the quiet room.

She didn't seem to care that her volume could wake up my bunny.

I shot Hyun a glare, still groggy from sleep.

"Hyun, can you keep it down?"

I grumbled, rubbing my eyes.

"My bun is still asleep, you know."

Hyun rolled her eyes, completely unfazed by my grouchy tone.

"Oh, lighten up," she said, coming further into the room.

"I have something important to tell you."

I sighed, resigning myself to the fact that I wouldn't be able to go back to sleep anytime soon.

"What is it?" I asked, sitting up fully and running a hand through my hair.

a sly grin on her face.
"Hey, guess what?" she said, practically bubbling with excitement.

"Namjoon's friend just dropped off their kid.

They're going on a romantic date, and they need someone to babysit."

I rubbed my eyes, trying to clear the last remnants of sleep.

"And they want us to babysit?" I asked, already knowing the answer.

Hyun nodded, her grin widening.

"Yep, they thought you and Jungkookie would be the perfect candidates,"

she said, clearly amused by the situation.

I groaned, realizing that there was no getting out of this.

"But we were planning on having a quiet evening in,"

I protested, rubbing a hand over my face.

Hyun rolled her eyes sympathetically. "I know, but Namjoon's friend is really in a pinch,"

she said, feigning remorse. "They're desperate for a babysitter, and they trust you guys."

I sighed, knowing that there was no way I could refuse now.

"Okay, fine. We'll do it," I relented, mentally preparing myself for a chaotic evening with a stranger's kid.

Hyun clapped her hands together in delight.

"Excellent!" she exclaimed. "I knew I could count on you."

Just then, there was a loud knock at the front door.

I sat up fully, feeling a pang of dread.

"That must be Namjoon's friend," I muttered.

Hyun nodded, quickly leaving the room to answer the door.

I glanced at my bun, who was still blissfully asleep beside me.

Part of me longed to rouse her and complain about the unexpected babysitting duties, but I knew I'd just get an earful about letting her rest.

Hyun's voice drifted through the hallway, followed by low murmurs and laughter.

I braced myself for the ordeal that was about to begin.

A moment later, Hyun appeared in the doorway, a smile plastered on her face.

Behind her, Namjoon's friend entered the room, holding a small child in their arms.

The kid couldn't have been older than five, with chubby cheeks and curious eyes.

Namjoon's friend chuckled apologetically.

"I'm really sorry for the inconvenience,"

he said, his voice barely above a whisper as he rocked the child in their arms.

"I tried calling a few babysitters, but they were all booked or unavailable on such short notice."

"I'm sorry again," Namjoon's friend said, setting the kid down on the floor.

The child immediately began wandering around the room, poking at everything within reach and making a racket. 

Hyun shot me a sympathetic look and mouthed "good luck" before retreating to another room.

I groaned, silently cursing Namjoon's friend for dropping off such a rowdy kid on us without any warning.

I glanced at my koo, who was still blissfully asleep, and felt a pang of protectiveness.

 
As the child continued to run around the room, touching everything in sight and causing a commotion, I instinctively kept a watchful eye on him, making sure he didn't hurt himself or break anything valuable.

The kid seemed to take great pleasure in knocking over a stack of books I had on the coffee table, scattering them across the floor.

I clenched my jaw, resisting the urge to reprimand them too harshly.

It wasn't the child's fault; they were just being a kid. 

As I quickly bent down to pick up the books, I noticed the child approaching a particularly breakable vase that was perched precariously on a side table.

Without thinking, I quickly lunged forward to grab the vase before the child could knock it over.

My heart was pounding as I carefully placed it out of reach, scolding the child gently but firmly. 

"Hey, be careful," I said, my tone is firm but not harsh. "That's not a toy. You could hurt yourself if it breaks." 

The child looked up at me, a pout forming on their face. Clearly, he wasn't used to being told what to do.

The kid's pout deepened, and I braced myself for a meltdown.

But just as he was about to open his mouth and start wailing, there was a soft stirring from the bed. 

My bun had woken up, her bleary eyes taking in the chaotic scene in front of her.

My koo woke up, her eyes fluttering open, and I couldn't help but marvel at how cute she looked.

Even with sleepy eyes and tousled hair, she was adorable. 

As she surveyed the scene in front of her, her gaze landed on me, clenching my jaw while trying to control the kid's antics.

A small smile tugged at the corners of her lips as she saw me struggling.

The kid was a whirlwind of energy, running around the room and touching everything in sight.

I found myself constantly on edge, constantly lunging forward to prevent him from knocking over fragile items or hurting themselves. 

The kid quickly became fixated on a particularly shiny vase, and before I could stop him, he grabbed it and tried to yank it off the side table.

In a panic, I quickly lunged forward and snatched the vase away, scolding the kid gently.

But the kid wasn't having it. The scolding only seemed to fuel his determination, and he continued to cause chaos in the room. 

As he started to tear through a stack of books I had on the coffee table, I felt my patience start to fray. I clenched my jaw tightly, trying to keep my cool.

 
Meanwhile, my koo watched from the bed, her eyes sparkling with amusement as she watched me struggle.

 
As I continued to struggle with the kid, I couldn't help but notice my wife's laughter from the bed. She was clearly enjoying the spectacle, and part of me couldn't help but feel embarrassed. 

I shot her a playful glare, trying to suppress a smile.

"You're enjoying this, aren't you?" I asked, feigning irritation.

My koo giggled, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

"Of course I am," she said, not even attempting to hide her amusement.

"It's not often I get to see you so flustered. And it's even funnier when you're trying to handle a kid that's twice as energetic as you are." 

I rolled my eyes, but couldn't help but chuckle in resignation.

I tried to focus back on the kid, who had now turned his attention to a stack of DVDs on the shelf.

He was trying to reach for them, his little fingers clumsily grasping at the stacks. 

As I tried to stop him from wreaking havoc on our entertainment system,

I couldn't help but glance over at my kookie, who was still sprawled on the bed, watching me with amusement. 

"You know, you could always offer to help," I grumbled, shooting her a mock glare.

My bun merely laughed, her amusement growing as I continued to struggle.

"And miss this show?" she said, her voice dripping with amusement.

"No way. I'm quite enjoying watching you work your magic with that kid."
 
I rolled my eyes again, but secretly I couldn't help but appreciate her playful banter.

It took my mind off the chaos that was unfolding around us.

The kid was now trying to pull down the curtains hanging from the window. I quickly moved to stop him, gently guiding his hands away from the fragile fabric. 

As I did so, I couldn't help but look over at my koo again. She was practically giggling now, her eyes filled with amusement as she watched me struggle. 

I let out a long sigh, exaggerating my exhaustion. "You know, you could at least pretend to have a hint of sympathy for me," I said, giving her a mock pleading look.

My bun wify finally took pity on me and decided to step in and help.

She chuckled, getting out of bed and walking over to where I was desperately trying to control the kid.
 
"Alright, alright," she said, putting a hand on my shoulder and giving it a gentle squeeze. "I guess I'll rescue you from this little terror."

With a smile, my bun turned her attention to the child, who was now eyeing a set of fragile figurines on the shelf with curiosity. 

She quickly bent down to the kid's level, her voice becoming softer and gentler.

"Hey there, little one," she said, gently addressing the child.

"Those aren't toys, you know. Let's play with something else, okay?" 

The kid looked up at her with a pout, but seemed to relax a little at her gentle tone.

My bun continued to speak softly to the child, gently redirecting his attention towards some toys we had in a box.

Slowly but surely, the kid's interest shifted from the breakable items to the safer options. 

As she coaxed the child into playing with the toys, she shot me a smug look over her shoulder, as if to say "See? Mr.hubby That's how it's done." 

I rolled my eyes, secretly grateful for her intervention, but too stubborn to admit it just yet.

With the kid now occupied with the toys, my bun straightened up and walked over to me.

Her eyes were still sparkling with amusement, but there was a hint of tenderness in her gaze as well. 

"See?" she said, a hint of smugness in her voice. "A little patience and a gentle tone goes a long way." 
I tried to maintain a sullen expression, but a small smile tugged at the corners of my lips.

"Yeah, yeah," I muttered. "You're a master at handling kids, I get it."

My hand gently tangled into her hair, pulling her closer to me.

Her eyes widened slightly as I leaned in closer, my voice dropping to a lower, sexier octave.

"You're so calm and patient with the kid,"

I murmured, my breath warm on her skin.

"I can't wait to see you being a mother, cradling our own child in your arms." 

A flush of pink crept up her cheeks as I spoke, her eyelashes fluttering shyly.

She looked away, avoiding my gaze, but the corners of her lips betrayed a pleased smile.

I chuckled at her bashful reaction, enjoying the way her shyness only added to her cuteness.

I slid my hand down from her hair to her waist, gently pulling her even closer. 

"I can imagine it so clearly," I continued, my voice a sultry whisper.

"You rocking our baby to sleep in the middle of the night, singing lullabies in your soft, sweet voice. It's going to be a sight to behold."

Her breath hitched at my words, her shyness turning into a mixture of excitement and anticipation.

She looked up at me, her eyes wide and sparkling with an eagerness to hear more. 

I leaned in closer, my lips nearly touching her ear as I continued to paint a picture of our future together.

"And then there will be all the firsts," I said. "The first smile, the first giggle, the first steps. It's all going to be incredible."

As I spoke, my hand moved lower, resting possessively on her hip.

Her body was pressed close to mine now, and I could feel her breath catching in her chest at my words. 

"And the cuddles," I added, my voice dripping with tenderness.

"Those little arms wrapped around your neck, that tiny body snuggled against yours.

It'll be the most precious thing in the world."

We both snapped out of our little daydream at the sound of a clatter coming from the living room.

We quickly remembered the kid, who had been forgotten in our moment of reverie. 

My bun and I exchanged a sheepish look before reluctantly pulling away from each other.

As we entered the living room, we were greeted by the sight of the kid standing amidst a small mess, surrounded by the fallen toys from the box.

The kid was clearly unbothered by the mess he had created, his attention fixated on a toy car that he had picked up from the pile.

My bun and I exchanged fond smiles, secretly amused by the kid's carefree nature. 

"Looks like he's been busy since we left him alone," I said, a hint of humor in my voice. 

My bun chuckled, bending down to help the kid pick up the scattered toys.

"At least he didn't break anything valuable," she said, shooting me a playful smirk.

The delicious smell of food caught their attention as my mother was cooking for her lovely koo.

The smell wafting from the kitchen was divine, a mix of spices, roasted meats, and fresh vegetables that made my stomach rumble in anticipation. 

As my koo entered the kitchen, weary from the long flight, my mother immediately bustled over to her, enveloping her in a warm hug.

"Welcome back, dear," she said, her voice filled with affection.

"You must be exhausted. Come and sit down, let me pour you some tea."

As jungkookie settled into a chair at the dining table, my mother tutted at the sight of her tired expression.

"Look at my Koo," she said, shaking her head.

"Are you even eating? You're getting too thin." 

My mother proceeded to flutter around my wife, insisting on feeding her a few bites of her favorite dishes.

"Let me take care of you today, my dear," she said, her voice filled with motherly concern.

"I've made your favorites. You need some meat on those bones."

My koo protested weakly, but there was no resisting my mother's insistent caregiving.

She allowed herself to be pampered, nibbling on the food my mother placed on her plate. 

As she ate, my mother continued to fuss over her, refilling her tea cup and topping off her bowl with more food.

"You young ones are always so busy these days," my mother clucked, shaking her head.

"You need to take better care of yourself, dear."

The kid was seated next to me, his tiny face buried in their bowl of food.

the kid was eating his food with gusto, making quite a mess in the process.

His cheeks were puffed out, making him look like a squirrel stuffing cheeks with nuts.

He then looked at jungkookie who was eating...

Every few spoonfuls, she would look up to ask for more, her pouty lips forming an adorable little frown.

Her chubby cheekies were puffed out, making her look even cuter as she chewed her food with concentration. 

As I ate my own meal, I couldn't help but sneak a few glances at my bun, secretly amused by her fussy, yet endearing, eating habits.

As I noticed the tiny dollop of sauce near my koo's lip, I couldn't resist reaching out to gently brush it away.

My thumb gently grazed across the corner of her mouth, the touch soft and gentle. 

She blushed slightly at the gesture, a pretty pink flush spreading across her cheeks.

I then proceeded to feed her a bite of food, my eyes never leaving her face. 

My mother, who was observing us from across the table, smiled softly as she watched our interaction.

She reached out to pat my hand affectionately, her voice soft and filled with pride.

(Smiling softly ) You two are so cute together.

As my mother spoke, my bunny blushed even harder, her face now a lovely shade of pink.

I chuckled softly, enjoying her bashfulness. 

My mother: (Chuckling) Look at her, she's blushing like a schoolgirl. 

Me: (Grinning) Yeah, she's a little too cute for her own good. 

My wife: (protesting, but unable to hold back a smile) Stop it, you guys. I'm not cute.

My mother: (Disagreeing) That's where you're wrong, dear. You're absolutely adorable. 

I lean closer, my lips hovering near my kookoo's ear as I whisper softly. 

Me: Of course you are. The cutest person I've ever seen. 

My bun lets out a small gasp, her shoulders shuddering as my breath tickles her skin.

She tries to suppress a smile, but her eyes give her away.

As we finished eating, my mother stood up and began gathering the dirty plates from the table.

 
My mother: Go on, both of you. You've had a long day. I've got this. 

I opened my mouth to argue, wanting to help, but she quickly waved me off. 

My mother: No, no. I insist. You two go and rest.

I'll take care of the dishes and the kid.

My mother shooed us away from the dining table, refusing to let us help with the cleanup. 

My mother: Seriously, you both look exhausted.

Just go and relax. 

I knew there was no arguing with my mother when she had her mind set on something, so I stood up reluctantly. 

Me: Are you sure, Mom? We can help. 
My mother: Absolutely not. Consider it my way of treating you two. Now, go on. Go take some time for yourselves.

My bun and I exchanged a glance, both of us knowing that it was pointless to argue.

My mother was determined to pamper us tonight. 

I reluctantly gave in and held my hand out to my baby candy, helping her up from her chair. 
Me: Alright, Mom. We'll leave it to you.

My mother smiled, pleased with her victory. 

My mother: Good. Now, off you two go. You deserve some rest.

I led my baby out of the dining room and towards the stairs that led up to our bedroom.

My mother called out one last time as we left. 

My mother: And don't come back down here until I say so! You both better have some alone time! 

My baby peach stifled a giggle as we ascended the stairs.

Taehyung scoops Jungkookie up in his arms, her weight no problem for his muscular build. He carries her bridal style up the stairs, his gaze never leaving hers.

" I hope you enjoyed dinner, my dear. Now, let's get you to bed."

As he reaches the top of the stairs, he adjusts his hold on Jungkookie, keeping her close to him as he starts down the hallway towards their bedroom.

"I must say, you looked ravishing tonight."

His voice is low and husky, the desire in his eyes apparent.

Taehyung carries Jungkookie into the bedroom, his eyes darkening with desire as he sets her down on the bed.

Before we turn in, my dear, why don't you take a quick shower? He suggests, his voice low and seductive.

Jungkookie pov:

*He carries me into the bedroom, setting me down on the bed gently. His eyes are dark pools of desire, making my heart flutter uncontrollably. His suggestion sends a shiver down my spine, and I find myself nodding eagerly. "Okay, I'll be quick."

Author pov:

as soon as he sets her down on the bed and leans in close to whisper in her ear.

"You looked incredible tonight. I'm going to take a quick shower too, but when I get out, I hope you'll be ready for me."

*Jungkookie smiles at his words, a warm feeling spreading through her chest at his compliment.

She nods, watching as he walks away and disappears into the bathroom.

When she hears the sound of the shower, a mischievous glint appears in her eyes.

*With a deep sigh, taehyung steps into the warm shower, letting the water cascade over his lean yet muscular body. His chiseled jawline clenches slightly as the hot liquid runs down his neck, sending shivers down his spine.

*He runs his hands through his wet hair, pushing it back from his forehead as he leans against the shower wall.

The heat of the water seeps into his muscles, causing them to relax and flex enticingly.

His abs ripple beneath the water, each defined line glistening with moisture.

*He leans against the bathroom counter, letting the hot water wash over him as he soaps up his body.

He closes his eyes, imagining Jungkookie's soft hands exploring his muscular form.

With a playful grin, Jungkookie sneaks into the bathroom, catching a glimpse of him through the steam and bubbles.

She enters the shower behind him, wrapping her arms around his waist and nuzzling against his back, her breasts pressing against his skin.

turns around suddenly, surprised by Jungkookie's sudden presence.

He can't help but smirk as he sees her  almost naked in lingerie, standing so close to him. He pulls her in for a deep and passionate kiss, his hands roaming over her slick body.

After the passionate kiss Taehyung takes the whole look of his bun.

Jungkookie was, wearing a sexy lingerie that barely covers her.

Her breasts are spilling out of the top and her curves are on full display.

Taehyung can't help but stare, his breath catching in his throat as she was in his arms .

"I've been dying to see you in this, all these days."

He growls lowly as he reaches out, gently tracing the barely-there lace of her bra.

He can feel her nipples harden under his touch, and it sends a thrill through him.

With deft fingers, he hooks his thumbs into the delicate straps of her bra and slowly slides them down her arms.

The garment falls to the floor with a soft rustle, exposing her pert breasts to his hungry gaze.

He groans in approval, leaning in to take one of her hardened nipples into his mouth.

"Fuck, you're so beautiful," he murmurs against her skin.

His hands begin to wander over her body as he sucks and teases her nipples,

" Look at these gorgeous, perfect tits."

He cups her breasts in his hands, savoring their weight.

His thumbs brush over her nipples and they tighten and harden, poking out like sweet little peaks.

"And these buds... I could suck on them all day."

Mmhh~

Ahhh~

Da-ddy ~ she could even moan properly she was getting breathless.

"Fuck, baby, you're so responsive, it's so hot."

He groans, his tongue swirling around the hardened bud as he pulls it into his mouth, suckling gently.

His hands knead and squeeze her breasts, rolling the nipples between his fingers as she moans in pleasure.

his fingers tracing the curve of her waist before sliding down to cup her ass.

Jungkookie could feel her heart racing as Taehyung's mouth closed around her nipple.

His touch sent waves of pleasure through her body, causing her to moan softly.

She could feel his hands exploring her body, and she couldn't help but arch into his touch.

"Keep moaning, Angie, it turns me on so much.

Your sweet little sounds drive me wild."

he continues to feast on her breasts, teasing one nipple with his teeth while he toys with the other between his fingers.

"Daddy," she moans out, sending a rush of pleasure and a surge of arousal through him.

He loves hearing her say that word in that breathy, needy voice.

"Tell me I'm a good girl, a horny little slut for Daddy's cock.

"Mmm, yeah, ~"

"you're such a good girl, Angie. A dirty, horny little slut for Daddy's cock."

He groans, his hips bucking forward as he presses his hardness against her.

"Now, put those fingers in my hair, baby, and show Daddy how much you want it."

As he teases her nipples and hears her moans, Jungkookie's arousal intensifies, her body burning with lust. As she put her hands in his hairs grabbing them and snothing his hairs.

His cock throbs against her, aching to be inside her, to feel her walls clenching around him.

groans deeply, his breath hot against her breast as he suckles hard on the stiff nipple.

"Oh, I love your angel and darling my perfect munchkins boobies, Jungkookie.

They're so soft and full, and fit perfectly in my hands. I can't wait to fuck them hard and make them bounce for me." *

"Mm-mm~ daddy al-l for yo-u they're you-rs"

"Ah, Angie...my naughty little Angel, so responsive and eager for Daddy. You're making me so hard, baby, I can't wait to bury my cock in your tight cunny and claim you as mine, you are already mine."

“Angie, I need you so bad. My cock is aching to be buried inside you, filling every inch of your tight cunny and that little flower of yours to feel on my fingers and cock making you scream my name.”

He nibbles on her earlobe as he whispers in a seductive tone. “Do you want that baby?

"but I need to hear you say it too. Do you want me to make love to you, Angie? Do you want me to fill that pussy up, so that every time you walk, you can feel me throbbing inside of you?"

even after marriage taehyung is man who still looks for consent of his wife .

As Angie looks at him with loving eyes, the apples of her cheeks turning a soft pink, she has never looked more beautiful.

Her plump lips part in desire, and he leans in to capture them in a passionate kiss, whispering words of love and longing against her mouth.

Jungkookie responds in a sultry tone.

"I want it all, Daddy. I want your cock inside me, filling me up and making me feel every inch of you. I need you to take control and make love to me like only you can."

what better way to make a mess and get dirty than in the shower?"

His arms wrap around her waist as he pulls her against him, his hard cock pressing against her stomach.

He presses his lips to hers, kissing her deeply as the water cascades down around them.

He groans, his lips leaving her nipple to leave a trail of kisses down her stomach.

He stops at the waistband of her lingerie and looks up at her through his thick lashes. "May I?"

Yeah hubby ~ she replies breathlessly.

She's so beautiful, so sexy. His fingers dip between her folds, feeling her wetness.

He groans before lowering his mouth to her sex, his tongue flicking against her clit. He sucks, his hands gripping her hips as he tastes her.

"You taste so fucking good." His tongue swirls around her clit, sucking and lapping at her wetness.

Ahhhh~daddy

He can hear her moans, her gasps, and he uses it to fuel his movements.

"You're so wet for me. I'm gonna make you scream for me, baby."

Nooo~ da-ddy!!! Sensetive mmmm~

His tongue plunges into her opening, fucking her with it before returning to her clit. He can feel her shaking, on the edge of release.

He pulls back, denying her release as Jungkookie's eyes roll back.

He stands, "Mmm, you taste so sweet, my love. Your juices are dripping down my chin."

He licks his lips, collecting the droplets of saliva that connect his mouth to her sensitive clit.

his mouth glistening with her juices. He smirks, seeing the desperation in her gaze as he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand.

"Not yet, baby. I want to love you slow and deep."

Jungkookie's breath hitches the strain on her face, the desperate need for release, making her skin flush a soft rosy hue, a beautiful contrast to her messy bedhead.

"Seeing her wobble only adds fuel to the already raging fire inside him.

He moves swiftly, his movements mirroring that of a predator capturing its prey.

His cock is hard, the redness evident against his skin, a throbbing heat that radiates off him."

"Taehyung moves with a grace that speaks of his confidence and control.

He wraps his arms around her, feeling her legs wrap around his torso.

taehyung can already feel the warmth from her She's so fucking wet, her clit is swollen and so sensitive that it feels like a little pebble pressing against his abs as she grinds herself against him.

The sensation is maddening, a constant tease rubbing against his abs.

Her naked form fits perfectly in his arms, her hair still wet with remnants of a shower.

as he carries her naked form to the bed. Their bodies are both wet, leaving a trail of water on the floor behind them.

To be continue  ꞌꞋꞌ ⏱ ₍ᐢ..ᐢ₎ ˖ ࣪⭑

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