Bridal Shower

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|AUTHOR POV|

In a world where tradition often outweighs personal desires, Lisa finds herself trapped in a web of family obligations.

Forced into a marriage with her cousin Taehyung, a man who has tormented her for as long as she can remember, Lisa's dreams of a loving, supportive partner seem all but shattered.

Taehyung, a notorious player, has always been indifferent to her feelings, caring only for his whims and desires.

Desperate to escape the impending marriage, Lisa tried every method she could think of to avoid the union.

She begged, pleaded, and even confronted Taehyung, telling him that their relationship would never work because he was a heartless jerk who didn't care about anyone but himself.

But all her efforts were in vain. The marriage was inevitable, and her hopes of a different future crumbled.

As the day of her bridal shower arrives, the atmosphere is thick with expectation. Everyone around her believes it will be a joyful, traditional celebration of love. But Lisa knows better.

She expects nothing more than a cold, indifferent response from her future husband-a man who doesn't even seem interested in being married to her.

However, what happens next is beyond anything Lisa could have imagined. Locked in Taehyung's arms, she is faced with a shocking realization:

While he may not have wanted this marriage either, there is something he wants from her-something that could change everything.

In this tale of love, hatred, and uncertainty, Lisa must navigate the treacherous waters of a forced marriage, where nothing is as it seems, and the line between passion and resentment blurs in the most unexpected ways.

Will she be able to find her path, or will she be forever bound to a man who has haunted her past and threatens her future?

In the vast, cold expanse of the Manoban mansion, Lisa paced back and forth, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she held the phone to her ear.

Her hands trembled uncontrollably, betraying the fear that coursed through her veins. She was speaking to a man who had always seemed more like a devil in disguise than a cousin-a man who had never shown an ounce of genuine affection toward her.

"Taehyung, please... don't ruin our lives. I know you dislike me. You've never liked me, and you've had so many girlfriends. Please don't marry me," Lisa's voice cracked as she pleaded with him, hoping against hope that he might show some mercy.

On the other end of the line, Taehyung's voice came through, as cold and seductive as ever: "Lisa, I won't be able to stop this marriage. You must marry me. It's in our family's best interests."

His words were like a slap in the face. She had tried so hard to make him understand, but he remained unmoved, his tone devoid of any warmth or consideration.

"Taehyung, I know you enjoy playing with me and bullying me, but this is about our lives. You're the only one who can stop this," she tried to reason with him, her voice shaking with desperation.

But instead of responding to her plea, he asked a question that caught her completely off guard.

"Do you love someone?" His voice was icy, each word laced with a challenge that Lisa wasn't prepared for.

"What? No! What are you saying? You know me, we went to school together, and I'm not even in a relationship!" She exclaimed, her voice rising in a mix of anger and disbelief.

The audacity of his question stung, and she couldn't believe he would dare to ask something so personal, so intrusive.

Taehyung's tone shifted slightly, becoming almost too polite. "So, what's the big deal about marrying me?"

His nonchalance was infuriating, and Lisa's heart ached as she struggled to find the right words. Tears welled up in her eyes, blurring her vision. "I know you don't love me, but I do. I've told you so many times, but you've never responded to my feelings. How can I live without love? I could love you, but I don't understand why you can't," she choked out, her voice trembling with a mix of sorrow and frustration.

She had never been so vulnerable, never bared her heart so openly. But Taehyung remained a mystery-cold, distant, and unreadable.

"It's your problem, not mine. Anyway, I heard today is your bridal shower, so get ready and enjoy. My sister will be there too, and we'll talk about this later." Taehyung's voice was dismissive, devoid of any warmth or concern as if her pain was nothing more than a minor inconvenience.

"Taehyung, answer me one thing. In the future, will you ever love me?" Lisa's voice trembled as she asked, holding on to a fragile thread of hope.

But instead of a response, she was met with silence, and then the line went dead. He had hung up without even bothering to answer her.

Lisa sighed, feeling the weight of her bleak destiny pressing down on her. The tears that she had been holding back finally spilled over, her chest tightening with a feeling of deep, aching sorrow.

Why can't he just drop the idea of marrying me when he doesn't even love me? She thought, her tears falling harder as the reality of her situation settled in.

The idea of being bound to a man who didn't care for her and who didn't even want to try to love her was almost too much to bear.

As she cried, a soft knock echoed through her room. Quickly wiping her eyes, Lisa went to open the door, finding her mother standing there with a concerned expression.

"Lisa, what happened? You still haven't gotten ready? Your friends and Taehyung's sister will be here shortly. Why are you so upset, baby?" Her mother's voice was gentle, but the worry was evident in her eyes.

"Mom, it's nothing. I was just thinking about how I'll manage to live without you after I get married." Lisa forced a laugh, trying to cover up the pain in her heart.

She smiled, but it was a strained, hollow expression-one meant to hide her anxieties and fears.

The thought of confiding in her mother, of telling her that she didn't want to marry Taehyung, flickered in her mind.

But the fear of causing a rift in the family held her back. She couldn't bear the idea of disappointing her parents or creating tension between the two families.

So, she buried her feelings deep inside, masking her sadness with a smile, even as her heart broke a little more with each passing moment.

"My cute baby, don't worry. I know it's hard, but every girl eventually finds her own home," her mother said softly, her voice filled with love and warmth.

"I'm so happy about your wedding, even though you'll always be my little princess. May you have a wonderful life with your partner! May you create a beautiful little world of your own, full of love, joy, and trust in this big world. I just want you to be happy and healthy; now go on and get ready."

Lisa's mother pulled her into a tight hug, and they both broke into tears. It was a natural, emotional moment, one that spoke of the deep bond between a mother and her daughter.

Lisa had always been the princess of her parents, and the thought of her stepping into a new chapter of life was both joyous and bittersweet.

After their tears subsided, Lisa's mother gently guided her to get ready for the bridal shower. She chose a beautiful yellow dress for Lisa, one that suited her perfectly, highlighting her natural beauty.

As Lisa stood before the mirror, her mother applied a light tone of lipstick to complete her look, making sure every detail was perfect.

Lisa looked stunning, yet there was a quiet sadness in her eyes that only her mother could see.

Soon, Taehyung's sister, Sowon, arrived, and when she entered Lisa's room, she greeted her with her usual warmth and charm. "Hello, Auntie, how are you?" Sowon asked, her smile bright and genuine.

"I'm fine, beautiful. How are you?" Mirae, Lisa's mother, responded with a kind smile, welcoming Sowon into their home.

The atmosphere in the room was light, filled with the usual pre-wedding excitement, but Lisa's heart remained heavy, her thoughts still lingering on the uncertainty of her future with Taehyung.

Despite the smiles and the cheerful chatter, an undercurrent of apprehension ran through her, making the day feel more like a trial than a celebration.

"I'm fine, Auntie," Sowon replied with a bright smile, "but as you know, I've been busy with the wedding preparations. It's my brother's wedding, after all, so I have to make sure everything is perfect. Even Mother is super excited about it."

She paused before adding in a sweet tone, "Auntie, I wanted to let you know that today Lisa won't be coming home. We're all going to a resort for the party, and we'll come back tomorrow if that's okay with you."

Mirae smiled warmly at Sowon's enthusiasm. "Yes, of course, why not? If you're with her, I'm sure it will be great. But Sowon, please take good care of her."

"Don't worry, Auntie. I'll take care of my brother's bride," Sowon said with a reassuring smile, glancing over at Lisa, who blushed at the words.

Despite Sowon's kind and cheerful demeanor, Lisa couldn't shake the feeling of being an unwanted bride.

Her heart sank a little as she thought about her impending marriage to Taehyung, knowing that his feelings for her were far from what she had hoped.

Sowon, noticing the slight change in Lisa's expression, quickly tried to lift the mood. "Hey, Lily, now go pack your things, or else we'll be late!" Sowon urged her happily, using the nickname she had for Lisa.

"What about Soojin and the others?" Lisa asked, her voice tinged with curiosity.

"I've already sent the location to them, so don't worry-they're waiting for us," Sowon reassured her with a confident smile.

Lisa nodded, trying to push aside the unease gnawing at her. She packed her things, making sure to include some spare clothes, and followed Sowon out.

She tried to focus on the positives, on the party ahead, but the weight of her situation hung heavily on her mind.

The bridal shower was supposed to be a celebration, a joyful occasion leading up to her wedding, but for Lisa, it felt more like a reminder of the uncertainties that lay ahead.

As they drove to the resort, Lisa's mind was a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. She struggled to focus on Sowon's encouraging words, trying to push aside the doubts and fears that loomed like shadows.

Tonight, she told herself, she would attempt to embrace the moment, to let go of her worries, and to savor whatever surprise Sowon and the others had planned for her.

When they finally arrived at the resort, Lisa was met with a vision that took her breath away. The resort was aglow with soft, inviting lights, the path to a secluded area lined with flickering candles.

It was as if she had stepped into a fairytale: delicate floral arrangements adorned the space, and twinkling fairy lights wove a magical canopy overhead.

Lisa's breath caught in her throat, her eyes widening in astonishment. "Sowon, this is..."

Sowon's grin was wide, her eyes sparkling with a mixture of pride and joy. "Surprise, Lisa! This is all for you."

Tears began to form in Lisa's eyes, but they were not tears of sadness. Despite the tumult of emotions swirling within her, she was profoundly moved by the effort Sowon had made to create such a special moment.

The sight before her was a testament to their love and support, and it touched her deeply, filling her with a sense of gratitude and warmth.

"Thank you," Lisa whispered, her voice trembling with emotion. The simple words barely captured the depth of her gratitude as she took in the enchanting scene before her.

The warmth that spread through her chest was a comforting balm to the nerves that had been tightly wound for the entire evening.

For the first time that night, she allowed herself to hope, to believe that maybe, just maybe, everything would be alright.

Sowon led Lisa through the resort, the beauty of the place leaving Lisa in awe. The resort was a vision of elegance and charm, each corner thoughtfully decorated to enhance the night's magic.

"Wow, it's beautiful," Lisa murmured, her eyes wide as they wandered over the intricate decorations and soft, glowing lights.

"It will be even more beautiful when you see your surprise," Sowon said with a hint of mischief in her voice.

The cryptic nature of Sowon's words piqued Lisa's curiosity, but she chose not to dwell on it, her excitement overshadowing any suspicions.

As they approached their destination, Sowon guided Lisa to a secluded part of the resort. The excitement of the evening was palpable in the air, but as Sowon led Lisa into a dimly lit room, a sense of confusion settled over her.

The room was shrouded in darkness, with only faint ambient light seeping through the edges of the curtains.

"Hey Lisa, now you stay here. I'll be back," Sowon said with a reassuring smile before she left the room. Her departure was swift, leaving Lisa alone in the quiet, shadowy space.

"Hey, why are you leaving me alone? Tell me, where are the others?" Lisa's voice quivered with fear, her unease growing as she heard the door close behind her.

Lisa stood in the darkness, her mind racing with questions. The room was empty, and the sudden solitude made her heart flutter with a mixture of anticipation and uncertainty.

She strained her ears for any sounds, hoping for some clue about what was happening.

The silence was almost deafening, but she tried to steady her breathing, reminding herself to trust Sowon and the surprise she had promised.

The room seemed to hold its breath as if waiting for something magical to unfold. Lisa's eyes adjusted to the dim light, and she took a deep breath, her hands clasped together in nervous excitement.

As she waited, she tried to push aside the lingering doubts, focusing instead on the beautiful evening and the joy Sowon had gone to such lengths to create for her.

The darkness around her seemed to close in, heightening her anxiety. Just as her heart began to race, the lights suddenly flickered on, revealing a breathtaking sight.

The entire room was adorned with a sea of red roses, their rich hue contrasting starkly with the dim light.

Lisa's breath caught in her throat when she saw Taehyung standing there, impeccably dressed, his hands casually tucked into his pants pockets. The sight of him was both stunning and unsettling.

"What are you doing?" she exclaimed, her voice laced with a mix of shock and confusion.

Taehyung's eyes gleamed with admiration as he took in her appearance. "You're looking so hot," he said, his voice low and smooth as he began to approach her.

Lisa's confusion deepened as Taehyung closed the distance between them. Her back met the wall, and she felt a rush of vulnerability as he reached out and gently grasped her neck. His touch was both intimate and commanding.

"You are so dumb," he whispered into her ear, his words dripping with a toxic blend of derision and affection.

The sting of his words hit Lisa like a punch to the gut. They seemed to seep into her very core, exacerbating the feelings of frustration and disillusionment she had been struggling with.

She felt a sharp pang of hurt, the kind that comes from realizing how deeply one can be wounded by someone they care about.

It was as if Taehyung's words had unlocked a reservoir of pain, bringing to the surface the exhaustion she felt from maintaining a façade of happiness.

Her eyes welled up with tears as she tried to hold back her sobs. "Thanks for telling me," she said, her voice breaking as she pushed him away.

The gesture was both a physical and emotional retreat, a way to create distance from the hurtful truth he had exposed.

She turned to walk away, her steps heavy and laden with sadness. But just as she moved towards the door, she heard Taehyung's voice call out to her, stopping her in her tracks.

The words that followed were poised to shift the course of the moment, carrying with them the weight of emotions yet to be fully revealed.

"I LOVE YOU," Taehyung declared, his voice filled with raw sincerity as he gazed intently at Lisa. The words hung in the air, heavy with emotion, their impact almost palpable.

Lisa's heart skipped a beat, but she didn't respond. Instead, she turned toward the door, her resolve to leave unwavering.

Just as she was about to grasp the handle, Taehyung's voice rang out, filled with a desperate intensity.

"I LOVE YOU, LISA! Will you be my bride?" His declaration was a plea, a heartfelt confession that echoed through the room.

Lisa stopped in her tracks and turned slowly to face him. Her eyes searched his, trying to decipher the depth of his feelings and the sincerity behind his words.

"Taehyung, what is this all?" she asked, her voice trembling. "Why are you faking all this? It's better to be honest. Don't worry-I will marry you and try to make this work until the end."

The words felt heavy on her tongue-a mixture of resignation and acceptance. She struggled with the complexity of her emotions, torn between the love she felt and the uncertainties that clouded their relationship.

"You love me because our fathers decided on this relationship when we were kids. But did you ever realize that you only love me because you know, in the end, you'll marry me? I know you love someone else. I thought I was coming between you and him."

Taehyung's face tightened with confusion and frustration. "Who told you I love someone else? Don't you know me? I love you, Baby."

Lisa's gaze softened as she looked at him, her heart aching with the weight of their conversation. She gave him a small, sad smile, her eyes reflecting a mix of hurt and hope.

"I don't understand why you keep pushing me away," she said quietly. "I wish you could just let yourself love me fully."

The room was thick with the emotional turbulence between them, each word and gesture layered with unspoken fears and desires.

Lisa's heart was caught in the crossfire of their tangled emotions, desperately seeking clarity amidst the confusion that enveloped them both.

"Irene told me that you don't want to marry me," Taehyung said, his voice heavy with the weight of long-held secrets.

His eyes were locked on Lisa, his expression a mix of vulnerability and pain. "As you know, Irene is your best friend. I thought you had confided in her about not wanting to marry me. Despite knowing this, I proposed to you, even though I knew you loved someone named Yoongi."

Lisa's heart skipped a beat at the mention of Yoongi. She took a step closer to Taehyung, her actions both surprising and intimate.

Without a word, she closed the distance between them, her lips meeting his in a kiss that spoke of longing and reassurance. The kiss was tender yet fervent, a silent declaration of her feelings.

"Taehyung," she whispered against his lips, "Irene lied to you. She wanted to separate us. But you love me, and that's why you want to leave me for my happiness. I've never loved anyone else; it's only you. Please, believe me. Lisa is only for Taehyung."

Her confession, laden with emotion, seemed to dissolve the last remnants of doubt in Taehyung's heart. The pain of misunderstanding began to melt away as he responded to her kiss with passionate intensity.

Their lips moved together in a dance of fervent emotion, their breaths mingling in the heated exchange.

Taehyung's tongue ventured into her mouth, tasting the sweetness of her kiss, a symphony of warmth and intimacy that left them both breathless.

Their kiss was abruptly interrupted by a knock at the door. Taehyung pulled away reluctantly, his gaze still locked on Lisa.

She was blushing, her cheeks flushed with the aftermath of their kiss, her eyes shining with a mix of relief and affection.

A waiter entered the room, carefully setting up the table with the dinner Taehyung had ordered.

Crystal glasses sparkled under the soft lighting, fancy plates, and napkins were meticulously arranged, and silverware gleamed with a polished sheen.

The scene was a picture of romance and elegance, a testament to Taehyung's desire to make this evening special for Lisa.

Taehyung watched as the waiter completed the setup, a sense of contentment beginning to replace the earlier tension.

He turned back to Lisa, his eyes filled with a renewed warmth and determination. The romantic dinner, meticulously prepared, was more than just a meal-it was a symbol of his commitment and his hope for their future together.

Taehyung gently guided Lisa to the elegantly set dinner table, where they took their seats amidst the romantic ambiance.

Soft jazz music played in the background, its soothing melodies creating an intimate atmosphere that was both calming and enchanting.

The music was a perfect accompaniment, subtly enhancing the evening without overwhelming their conversation.

As they enjoyed their dinner, the flickering candlelight cast a warm glow over their faces, highlighting the tenderness in their eyes.

The meal was exquisite, and the shared experience of savoring each bite together added to the romantic charm of the evening.

Once they had finished their dinner, Taehyung stood and approached Lisa with a glass of wine. As he poured the drink, a slight mishap occurred, causing some of the liquid to spill onto Lisa's dress.

The rich red wine stained the fabric, leaving a noticeable mark.

"Oh, sorry," Lisa mumbled, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment as she looked down at the mess.

"It's okay," Taehyung said reassuringly, though a hint of a smirk played on his lips. "You can go and wash it."

Lisa pouted cutely, her expression a mixture of embarrassment and frustration. "I don't have any other dress to wear," she said, her eyes widening with a hint of worry.

Taehyung's eyes softened as he looked at her. "Didn't Sowon tell you to bring spare clothes? I hope she did because I mentioned it to her."

Lisa's eyes lit up with realization, and a smile tugged at her lips. "So it was your plan all along. That's why Sowon set this up."

Taehyung's smile broadened, his eyes twinkling with mischief and affection. "Yes, or else you wouldn't be here right now sweetheart," he said warmly.

He then stood and extended his hand towards Lisa, guiding her gently towards a nearby room. "Come on, let's get you sorted out."

As they entered the room, Taehyung led her to the bathroom, his presence both reassuring and protective.

The bathroom was elegantly appointed, with soft lighting that further accentuated the romantic atmosphere of the evening.

Taehyung's thoughtful preparation and the careful planning of the night were evident in every detail, making the moment feel even more special.

Lisa pulled out a light-toned frock from her packed bag and prepared to wash up. She slipped into the shower, turning on the water and letting it cascade over her.

As she reached for the soap, she heard the unmistakable sound of the glass door sliding open. Her heart raced, and she turned to see Taehyung standing there, his eyes fixed on her with an intense gaze.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" She exclaimed, her voice a mix of surprise and embarrassment.

Taehyung's lips curled into a smirk as he tapped the glass door, his eyes never leaving her. "I wanted to see my bride-to-be," he said, his tone both playful and sincere.

Lisa's face flushed as she instinctively tried to cover herself, backing up against the shower wall. "S-still! It's embarrassing!" Her voice quivered as she tried to shield her wet body from his view.

Taehyung's gaze softened as he looked down at her. "You're so beautiful. Damn, I wanna love you," he said, his voice filled with a mix of admiration and desire.

Lisa shivered under the water, feeling self-conscious. "B-b-but I'm all wet," she protested, her voice barely audible over the sound of the running water.

"So?" Taehyung replied with a shrug. "I don't mind. Let me in."

With a confident stride, Taehyung pushed open the bathroom door and stepped inside, his presence dominating the space.

Lisa looked into his eyes, searching for any sign of hesitation, but all she saw was determination. After a brief moment of hesitation, she nodded, her heart pounding with anticipation.

The door swung open, and a gust of cool air swept through the room, causing Lisa to shiver. Taehyung entered the bathroom, his clothes clinging to his body as he approached her.

"With your clothes on?" Lisa asked, her voice tinged with wonder and curiosity.

"They won't be on long," Taehyung whispered, his breath warm against her ear. The intimacy of the moment was electric, charged with the raw emotion and desire between them.

Before Lisa could respond, Taehyung gently but firmly pressed her against the wall of the shower. His soaked clothes pressed against her, their bodies melding together under the cascading water.

Lisa let out a soft yelp, the sensation of his wet clothes against her bare skin sending a shiver down her spine.

The atmosphere was charged with a potent mix of passion and vulnerability, the boundaries between them blurring as they shared this intimate moment.

Taehyung's touch was both tender and urgent, his desire for her palpable in every gesture and glance.

As the water continued to flow around them, their connection deepened, creating a moment of profound intimacy and shared longing.

The water from the shower continued to drench the both of them as Taehyung's intense gaze bore into Lisa's. His voice was firm yet tender, his hands holding her face with a protective grip.

"You're only allowed to show your body to me. You are mine," Taehyung said, his voice low and commanding.

Lisa's breath hitched as she looked up at him, her voice barely a whisper. "Tae... We haven't wed yet."

She tried to navigate the tumultuous emotions swirling inside her. Despite their intimate moments, their first experience had been under the haze of alcohol during a family dinner.

Both of them had been intoxicated, and while she remembered their encounter vividly, Taehyung's memories of it were clouded by the excess of that night.

"Lily..." Taehyung's voice softened, filled with a mix of regret and longing.

Lisa's eyes filled with tears as she recalled the vulnerability of that night. "Tae. I'm sorry. That night."

Taehyung gently cupped her face, his thumb brushing away a stray tear. "You... Why do you love me so much?"

Lisa's heart fluttered, her emotions raw and exposed. The question pierced through her defenses, leaving her open and vulnerable.

"I thought you didn't love me. And I took advantage of you," she continued, her voice trembling with remorse. The depth of her regret was palpable, and Taehyung could see the sincerity in her eyes.

Tears streamed down her face as she stared into his eyes, her voice breaking. "I'm so sorry."

In that moment, Taehyung's eyes softened even further. "I love you, Lily."

Lisa's heart swelled with emotion as she reached up to gently touch his face, her fingers trembling. "I love you too, Taehyung. How could I not fall in love with you? I don't regret having sex with you. It was a moment between us that I cherish deeply."

The shared confession hung in the air between them, their emotions intertwining as the water continued to cascade around them.

Taehyung pulled her closer, their bodies pressed together in a comforting embrace. His kiss, gentle and filled with renewed promise, sealed their mutual declarations.

The past mistakes and regrets seemed to dissolve in the warmth of their closeness, replaced by a deep, unwavering connection.

Their bodies, wet and intertwined, conveyed more than words ever could. The shower's warm stream washed over them, a backdrop to their heartfelt revelations and the love they shared.

The warmth of the water enveloped them, but it was the heat between them that truly ignited the moment. Taehyung's touch on her waist was both tender and possessive, his fingers tracing the curve of her body as he spoke.

"You think you're the only one guilty of this? I love you too, which is why I didn't stop you. I've never had any girlfriends, so I tried to divert myself from you because of our misunderstanding," he admitted, his voice thick with emotion.

The confession lingered in the steamy air, heavy with the weight of their shared past.

His words melted into a kiss, soft yet fervent, pulling Lisa into a world where only they existed.

The outside world blurred into insignificance as their lips met, a sweet exchange of unspoken apologies and undying love.

Taehyung's kiss was the anchor that held her steady, dissolving her worries, and leaving nothing but the pure, raw connection they shared.

As the kiss deepened, Taehyung's hands moved with a sense of urgency, slipping out of his clothes, his movements fluid and deliberate.

His lips traveled down to her neck, and Lisa's breath hitched at the sensation. The gentle sucking of his mouth on her skin sent shivers down her spine, her body arching involuntarily into his touch.

A soft moan escaped her lips, the sound echoing in the shower as Taehyung continued his sensual exploration.

His mouth moved lower, tracing the outline of her breasts, each kiss setting her skin ablaze with desire. When his lips brushed against her stomach, she felt a jolt of pleasure that left her gasping.

"Ahh," she gasped, her fingers tangling in his wet hair as he ventured further down. The world outside ceased to exist; there were only the two of them, lost in the intoxicating dance of their bodies.

When Taehyung's mouth found her most sensitive spot, Lisa's breath caught in her throat, her body trembling with the intensity of the sensation.

"Taehyung!" she moaned, her voice filled with both surprise and pleasure. His tongue worked its magic, teasing and tasting her with a hunger that left her squirming.

The heat built inside her, a growing wave of pleasure that crashed over her as Taehyung continued his ministrations.

"Ahh... Taehyung..." she whimpered, her body surrendering to the overwhelming sensation as she released herself into his waiting mouth.

Taehyung, insatiable and determined, demanded more. "More," he growled, his voice rough with desire.

"Ah... no... Taehyung. It's embarrassing," Lisa murmured, her face flushed with a mix of embarrassment and arousal.

But the way he looked at her, with eyes full of adoration and want, made her resistance crumble. She couldn't deny him, not when he made her feel like this-like she was the only woman in the world.

The heat between them was palpable, the steam from the shower only adding to the intoxicating atmosphere.

Taehyung's voice was low and commanding. "Cum for me, Lily," he demanded, his tone leaving no room for hesitation.

His fingers thrust into her, relentless in their pursuit of her pleasure. The intensity of his actions had Lisa crying out as her body surrendered to the overwhelming sensations.

"Cum!" he urged, his voice rough with desire. As her juices flowed, he continued to pump his fingers, savoring every drop.

"Good. More," he growled, his mouth returning to her, sucking the liquid with a hunger that left her trembling.

"UHH! YES!" Lisa screamed, her body arching in response to the pleasure that coursed through her. "It feels... so good." Her words were breathless, barely able to articulate the ecstasy she was experiencing.

Taehyung's movements were relentless, his fingers driving her to the brink of madness. "You taste so good," he murmured, his voice thick with lust.

"Uhhh... faster!" Lisa's plea came out in a desperate moan, her body craving more of the intense pleasure he was giving her.

He responded by thrusting his fingers faster, his pace matching her growing need. "YES! JUST LIKE THAT! HARDER!" She panted, her body quaking with the force of her orgasm as he brought her to the edge and pushed her over.

For twenty mind-blowing minutes, Taehyung's fingers worked her into a frenzy, her cries filling the room as she rode wave after wave of pleasure.

When he finally paused, a dark chuckle escaped his lips. "Be patient," he teased, his voice a seductive whisper that sent shivers down her spine.

He stood, his body looming over hers, and Lisa's eyes widened as she took him in. "It's so big," she whispered, almost in awe, her heart racing at the sight of him.

She silently thanked the heavens for the spaciousness of the shower, knowing it would soon be put to good use.

"Put your back to the wall," Taehyung instructed his voice firm yet tender. Lisa obeyed, pressing her back against the cool tile, the contrast of temperatures sending a thrill through her.

Taehyung kneeled before her, spreading her legs and lifting one over his shoulder, positioning himself at her entrance.

"I'm putting it in," he whispered, his voice heavy with anticipation. Lisa nodded, her breath hitching as he slowly began to slide into her.

The sensation was overwhelming, her body tensing as he filled her. She flinched slightly, the pressure building until he finally broke through, making her gasp.

"Ready?" His voice was almost gentle, but before she could respond, he thrust his c*ck fully into her, the suddenness of it making her scream in both pain and pleasure.

Tears sprang to her eyes, the intensity of the moment leaving her breathless.

Taehyung hushed her softly, his hand coming up to caress her face, wiping away the tears. "It's okay. Just wait a minute," he whispered, his voice soothing as he gave her time to adjust to his size.

The throbbing in her tight vagina was intense, but as the seconds passed, her body slowly began to relax around him, the pain giving way to pleasure.

When she moved slightly, signaling her readiness, Taehyung began to pump in and out of her, his movements slow and deliberate at first.

But as the pleasure built between them, his pace quickened, driving deeper with each thrust. Lisa moaned, the intense feeling overwhelming her senses, leaving her lost in the moment with only him.

The intensity in the room was palpable as the two bodies moved in unison, driven by a raw and unspoken connection.

Each thrust grew faster and harder, matching the rhythm of their shared desire. He paused briefly, both of them catching their breath, the sound of their panting filling the space.

"Keep going..." Her voice was breathless but commanding. He didn't hesitate, turning her around as he panted, positioning her for what was to come next.

She braced herself against the wet wall, her body trembling with anticipation. He began to take her from behind, his movements precise and relentless.

Her moans echoed in the room, each one a testament to the overwhelming pleasure surging through her.

He thrust into her with a steady rhythm, each movement deep and deliberate. As his body pressed against hers, he slid his fingers inside her, adding another layer of intensity to the moment.

Her breasts were pressed against the wet wall, her body arching with each of his powerful thrusts. The sensations were almost too much to bear, her moans growing louder with every second.

The pure, unfiltered joy that coursed through her was unlike anything she had ever experienced.

He withdrew his fingers and c*ck, but before she could fully process the absence, he brought his mouth to her ass, his lips and tongue working in ways that sent shivers down her spine.

She could barely think, but she knew what she wanted. "I want to take you in my mouth. All of you," she told him, her voice laced with both urgency and anticipation.

He didn't need any further prompting. He nodded, understanding her desire. With a mutual understanding, he lay down on the floor, his back pressed against the cool surface.

The roles had shifted, and it was now her turn to take control, to give him the same intense pleasure she had just experienced. The room seemed to hold its breath, waiting for what would come next.

She lay on top of him, her vagina over his mouth and her face over his erection. She began to suck him, letting his fluids fill her mouth. She bit him, causing him to yell out.

She licked him, eliciting moans from him. Suddenly, he began to suck her vagina, trailing his tongue around her.

She rotated her body so that her vagina was positioned on top of his cock. She rubbed their bodies together, and he joined her.

"Let me in you," he moaned. She lifted herself slightly and guided his cock into her vagina, screaming and moaning in pure happiness.

She rocked her body back and forth as his fluids flowed into her. After an hour of lovemaking, they collapsed on the shower floor, panting.

He took her back to the room where Taehyung and she were in each other's arms.

"That... was... an amazing shower," she gasped. He smiled and kissed her, making love to her once more.

"Yes, the perfect bridal shower. I don't think it gets better than this," Taehyung murmured, pressing a gentle kiss to Lisa's lips.

She laughed softly, her eyes shining with affection. "I love you, my soon-to-be groom."

He smiled, his heart swelling with warmth. "And I love you, my beautiful bride."

Taehyung then scooped her up in his arms and carried her to their room. As he gently laid her down on the bed, she looked up at him with a playful grin. "So, your sister was in on this, huh?"

He chuckled, nodding as he settled beside her. "Yes, she knew... but she didn't know I'd be making love to you tonight."

Lisa giggled, resting her head against his chest. "Well, I guess we surprised her too."

Taehyung wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer. "We'll keep that part just between us," he whispered, brushing a tender kiss on her forehead as they both drifted into a peaceful sleep, wrapped in each other's embrace.

{THE END}