Chapter 1: Introduction
Izzy settled herself on Namjoon’s lap, placing both legs around his left thigh. He snaked his hand around her waist while sniffing that thong soaked champagne.
Izzy put her forefinger and middle finger of her right hand in between his turtleneck, and moved them slowly around his neck, “Did you like this special drink, Namjoon?”
He chuckled “I guess, I can sell this 1 min clipping in thousand dollars, even without showing your face”
Izzy lifted her body a little and moved forward as Namjoon could feel her bare pussy rubbing on his thigh, and stayed like that “And the whole tape? More than you earned this year”
He gulped the whole drink in one go, and shaked his head before looking at her eyes “You are playing with fire, butterfly”
She lifted her both hands to make a messy bun of her loose hair, which made the scenario very prominent in front of his eyes. The round shape of her heavy boobs was enough to seduce him, to invite him to grab that.
He put the glass beside and trailed his fingers on the very end of the silk on her chest, which was made a beautiful v neck while showcasing the valley between her breasts.
He grabbed the diamond chain in between and put a little effort to jerk her body in front and geo“Butterfly, can I taste you”
She tsked, “Woah, what you did with Mr. Kim”. He titled his head, “I am in front of you, butterfly” She leaned over him, “But I heard, you and consent totally opposite path”
He put his head back with a sudden deep laugh and again looked back at her lustful bright eyes “So is that okay, if I rip your dress.”
She put her lips to his jawline and whispered “Try that.” The smile from his lips vanished as soon as she bit her lips with a wink. He bitterly chuckled while tracing the left side v line of her dress and pushed a bit more left, as her covered nipple by body tape came into view. In one go he pulled the body tape to reveal the brown poking nipple.
He maintained eye contact with her when his lips wrapped around the nipple. The soft soothing moan hit his ear and his tongue rolled on it so swiftly, like his life now depending on it.
The monster between him started to grow up as he gradually started to slide down her dress and saw her just on the chain which is connecting her neck chain and waist chain.
He grabbed her soft roundie ass with his rough palm “Do you want to ride, butterfly”. She without any words, moved her body back and forth, if possible to rub her bare clit on his clothed thick thigh. Her red perfect lips are parted as the smooth rhythmic moans escape from it.
As she was busy creating the fiction, his eyes started to roam around her nipples to navel, the bouncy movement she was creating intentionally. He whispered “Yes, butterfly, just like that, ride me” and put some continuous hard spank on her ass cheeks.
He again dropped his head to suck her nipples when he could feel the wetness on his trouser. He bit the nipple in the sensation and the continuous vibrations were making him hard. He moved down, grabbed a nipple and inserted it into his mouth. She was shuddering now as the pulsating tip of tongue was grazing the bud, twisting around it and sucking out all the juice from it. She was arching back again and shouting in ecstasy.
She still continued to ride his thigh with a pace to create the fiction on her sensitive clit and he roughly slid his fingers in between his thigh and her wet pussy. collecting some wetness in three fingers, he took it out "Butterfly, how does it taste?". She wrapped her lip around his wet middle finger and sucked it calmly before replying "Perfect to satisfy your inner beast" . He chuckled and put those three fingers together in his mouth to clean them, "For being this tasty, you deserved some reward", after saying that he put his three fingers again under her pussy.
This time she didn't resist, she knew what she wanted, and what he was offering exactly. He rubbed her lower lips with his fingers to collect some juices over them. And then put one finger inside her warm, wet walls. He let out a low whistle while feeling that tight grip.
She couldn't stop gasping, "Mmm, don't tease me, Namjoon, do something". He smiled mischievously and added another finger quickly, causing her to squirm uncontrollably.
"You know, Izzy," he said huskily, "you might have thought you had the upper hand here, but trust me, the game is far from over."
He began pumping his fingers in and out of her, the pace quickening until she was panting loudly. Her hips bucked wildly against his hand, her nails digging into his shoulder blades in desperation. "Namjoon..." she whimpered, her voice barely audible amidst her ragged breaths.
He removed his fingers abruptly, leaving her empty and wanting.
"Not yet, Izzy," he whispered softly, running his fingers along her inner thighs. "You need to be ready for what's coming."
Her heart raced, and she shivered at the thought of his skilled touch on her most sensitive areas. She felt vulnerable, exposed, yet strangely excited at the prospect of exploring uncharted territories with him. "What do you mean?" she asked hesitantly.
"Just relax, my dear," he replied smoothly, pressing a kiss on her forehead.