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Seokjin wasn't sure what to do. He and Anna had shared a delightful bottle of wine while they talked about their plans for the future. He couldn't recall exactly what the specific plans were because he was too busy thinking about how happy he was to see her smile. Soon they began to kiss again, and things became quite heated.

He knew that the next step would be to go to bed, but he was skittish about taking that step. It seemed like forever since they'd been intimate, and so many things had been said by both of them. Yes, they'd apologized and made up and were all smiles right now, but he wondered what she expected in the bedroom. The hard knot in his throat matched the hardness in his pants, but he was unsure of how to make the next move.

He almost laughed out loud. He—Kim Seokjin of the legendary sexual exploits with a woman so obsessed with him that she almost committed murder—was suddenly frozen with insecurity. This was the woman he loved. Why couldn't he be more spontaneous with her? Why couldn't he let his passion flow freely with her?

Anna's lips tickled his neck, and he inhaled loudly. He loved her so much and wanted her so badly. But it was because she was the love of his life that he had to be careful with her. His brief time in the spotlight had left a dark hollow in his soul. He could never again be the laughing, carefree spirit he used to be when he was young. Deception and scandal had beaten him down.

While those thoughts were reverberating in Seokjin's mind, Anna wondered why he was not responding to her. She thought they'd just made up. Did he really not want to make love to her? She decided to take matters into her own hands, so to speak.

She sat back and, in one quick move, she unzipped his pants.

"Anna..." His voice was a strangled whisper.

She slid down on her knees next to the couch and tugged his pants down. She could see the bulge in his boxers and made up her mind. She pulled his pants down lower, sensing that he both wanted and didn't want her to do what she was doing.

"You don't have to do this," he said in a hoarse voice.

"I want to." She positioned her fingers inside the waistband of his underwear before she pulled them down and over his hardness. His erection sprang up in her face. She wrapped her right hand around him gently. A moan escaped his full lips. She moved her hand slowly up and down his length. She raised herself higher on her knees and took him into her mouth. She swirled her tongue around his dick and felt her own wetness pooling in her underwear.

Seokjin saw stars behind his closed eyelids. The sensation was indescribable. He could feel every bump on her tongue as it swept over him, first up then down. He'd imagined this so many times, but his fantasies were nothing compared to reality, the softness of her mouth around his hardness. He wanted to control himself, but he pushed up into her mouth, forcing himself deeper.

She made a soft gagging sound, and he opened his eyes. He had to slow down.

"I'm...sorry," he murmured.

Anna looked up at him, her tongue on his tip. "No. Don't be sorry. I want you to let go. Don't hold back and don't apologize for anything. What do you want? Just tell me."

"Take off your clothes," he said in a raspy, urgent whisper. "Now."

Her eyes widened at his tone, but she shimmied out of her clothing, her eyes never breaking contact with his.

Seokjin kicked off his pants and whipped his shirt off. They both stood naked in front of each other. He laid back down on the sofa, motioning her to turn her body around with his finger. "I want your mouth on my dick while my tongue is inside you," he whispered, his heart racing. He didn't want to scare her, but his desire was pushing him to the edge of his sanity.

She nodded and laid down on top of him. She took him into her mouth again, sucking a little harder. She let out a loud moan when his tongue touched her bud. Her body was shaking.

"Ah, Jin—"

"Keep doing what you're doing," he ordered.

She brought her mouth down over his length again, trying to focus. The heat from his tongue was so distracting, but she was determined to pleasure him as much as he was pleasuring her.

But she couldn't stop herself. Her muscles began to clench as his tongue moved rapidly over her folds then plunged inside. She began shaking even more. "Oooh..."

"Don't, baby. Hold it," he told her sternly.

Her shaking body dropped on top of his. Her face was next to his tall erection. "I-I can't..."

"You will," he said, placing his hand over hers and pumping his dick. "You will wait until I'm ready, so keep on with what you're doing."

"J-Jin, I—"

"No talking. Keep sucking me off, Anna." His voice brooked no argument, and she brought her mouth down on him again. But the minute his tongue rasped over her erect bud, she screamed as her body convulsed violently.

"I wasn't done, Anna," Seokjin said gruffly. He didn't even wait for her to come down from her high. He lifted her off of him as he sat up on the sofa. He pulled her toward him and pushed her head toward his bulging erection. "Finish me off."

She could barely breathe, but she put her mouth on him. His fingers tangled in her hair as he directed the pace. She was afraid she was going to pass out from lack of oxygen, but she'd insisted that he not hold back. His girth filled up her mouth and was almost hitting the back of her throat as he kept ramming himself into her mouth. She was finally able to come up for air.

"J-Jin..."

He grunted and slid off the couch to the floor, He turned her over on her hands and knees. He grasped her hips with his hands then buried himself into her with a roar. His strokes were fast and hard. Anna whimpered as she came off her own high while a new one was building up.

"This feels...so...fucking good, baby," he panted. "Just... move with me. Fuck me. I'm...so close." He reached one hand around to her sensitive bud and began to rub it. "Come with me...one more time," he urged her. "Do it."

In a few minutes, he let out a loud moan as he exploded inside her. His thrusts slowed down, but his fingers kept stroking her until she also cried out. Her body went limp, held up only by his hands holding her against his hips. He wrapped his arms around her, bringing her down on his lap, her back to his chest, and leaned on the sofa. He took a few minutes to catch his breath.

"Are you... okay? I'm sorry if I... hurt you," he murmured breathlessly into her hair. "I didn't mean to scare you. Was this... too much?" 

They were both breathing hard. Anna leaned her head back onto his shoulder. It took her a while to be able to form words.

"No. You didn't hurt me. I told you not to hold back although I'm sure you probably did. It was...different, that's for sure. I just wondered why you'd never been this way before."

He kissed her cheek. "I didn't think you'd like it. It's not...not the way I should treat you. I love you. You're not just any girl. I can't treat you like...well, you know. You are too special."

She swiveled her head and pulled his face down for a kiss. "Oh, Jin. I know you love me. I would never doubt that. I'm not saying you have to go savage every time. I just think it's great to let go every now and then. You can have fantasies, you know. I might have some, too."

Seokjin grinned. "You have fantasies? Care to tell me about them?"

She turned away and ducked her chin down. "I'm not sure. I don't think I know enough to say." She decided to be bold and took a deep breath. "Why don't you try a few things to see if we can find what I like?" Her heart was thumping loudly.

You mean," he began breathlessly, "that you will let me do whatever I want to see if I can find what excites you?"

She nodded shyly.

He scrambled to his feet and pulled her up, his body already responding to her words. "Rounds two and three coming up."