Seokjin's Touch

Chapter 13

He dropped his gaze to me.

I can't deny how fast my heart is racing right now as I look at Seokjin, even if his expression as he looked back at me showed nothing at all.

I wanted to yell at him. I wanted to shove him away from me. I wanted to tell him to go marry Rijin since she's always there. I wanted to slap him for possibly thinking that she's better match for him. But what did I do? 

I move towards him to make a run for it, so fast that I ended up tripping but then Seokjin's hand found the small of my back as he turned us around and pressed me against the table.

I grabbed hold of his shoulders to brace myself in the process, stiffening when I felt the side of Seokjin's face brushing against mine. My heart was thumping so loud that I was afraid he'd hear it, being so close to me.

"Seokjin?" I squeaked when he lifted me onto the table, pushing himself into between my legs.

"You know what, Shortcake?" he said, casually as he leaned against me. "I actually like the feel of you against me."

"Wha—ah!"

Seokjin brushed his knuckles against my lower abdomen, making my eyes widened when I realised that my shirt shifted up. I tried pushing it back down, feeling my cheeks burn at that.

"That was some voice you got there, little wifey."

I glanced up at that and he smirked at my reaction.

I tried to glare at him but failed. Instead, I cleared my throat, "Can you—maybe move? You're in my space and I don't like that."

"You were the one who tripped into me."

"You're the one who was in my space to begin with! The whole thing could have been avoided if you didn't sneak up on me like that," I shot back.

Seokjin bend his head down towards me, his eyes meeting mine. I pushed harder at his shoulders, inching back but he just pressed me against him even more.

"S-stop," I groaned, shaking my head.

Seokjin's eyes locked on mine as he leaned towards me. With one hand, he reached up and traced my jawline with a finger.

"Are you sure that's what you want?" he murmured, his other hand reaching for the end of my shirt, pulling it up slightly. Damn these raging hormones.

Then with his free hand, he reached out and pulled my hair tie away, making my hair tumbled down.

My hands shook as I clutched onto his shirt and when I thought it'd be impossible to do so, he pulled me against him even more, his steeled grip made it impossible to move. Being so close to him, I took in the sight of the mischievous glint in his eyes, that sly smile, his sweet scent and his good looks. Damn it. No one should be that handsome.

That's when I felt Seokjin's lips brushed against my jawline, making me shiver from the pleasant feeling I was getting from his gentle touch. Despite what my head was trying to tell me, I tilted my head back, invitingly.

I heard something like soft groan at the back of his throat just before I felt his lips leave my jawline and then moved towards my throat. I felt them move softly against my throat before I felt a sharp sting from his teeth, leaving behind a pleasant ache.

My pathetic self let out a quiet moan at that and I felt him smile against my throat before receiving another nip from him. His lips then moved down my throat, towards my chest before his hand reached out and tugged my t-shirt up and being in the state that I was, I let him take off my shirt as I reached towards his shirt, pulling it up too. Inching back, he took off his shirt before bringing his lips towards the curve of my breasts. My hands found their way into his soft hair as I held him against me. I heard a whimper escape my lips as I felt him trailing kisses all over my chest.