'We're leaving.'
I hit a nerve.
The way his eyes darkened in a millisecond and his jaw clenched, I knew I stepped over the line.
He took my hand, holding it so tightly that my fingers were going numb, and he dragged me along a bit too fast, so I had to skip a few steps to catch up with him.
We got more than a few weird looks from people as he dragged me out of the mall. It looked like he was kidnapping me.
We got to the car, and he dropped all the bags in the boot, slamming the door shut with force.
'Get in.' He was fully pissed off. Fuming.
I got in, not wanting to fight with him. I didn't wanna ruin the first time we went out, especially not with a joke, but I didn't think he'd get so mad over it.
It was complete silence in the car as he stepped on that gas pedal, driving god knows where.
I kept glancing at him, noticing his fingers gripping the steering wheel tighter and tighter. His jaw was clenched to the point that you could cut a finger passing over it. His eyes were hooded down as he stared at the road ahead under his eyebrows.
I know I should think it, but I kind of wanna piss him off more often. He should not be this attractive when he's mad.
'Where are you taking me?'
I had to ask, seeing how we are in some random forest or something of sorts. Nowhere near the road or the city. But I suppose I won't get a single answer out of him.
He turned into a little spot under some trees, bringing the car to a hault abruptly. He undid his belt roughly, letting the metal clutch slam against the door.
'Jimin, what-'
'Get in the back. Now.'
He got out of the car and got into the back.
'I'm waiting.' He tapped his lap, giving me a sign to get on
OH. SHIT. He's not angry. He's horny.
I giggled and squeezed myself between the seats, getting in the back seat. I barely even got through when he pulled me on his lap, roughly spreading my legs to straddle him.
Wasting no time, he grabbed my throat, squeezing it as he pulled me to himself, slamming his lips against mine in a heated kiss.
Almost instantly, I felt his bulge between my legs and decided to move my hips to grind on him.
My jacket got ripped off and thrown in the front seat, and his fingers were working on my dress straps, pulling them down.
'You find it fun driving me insane?' He pulled away from my lips, looking into my eyes now
I nod at him, smirking lightly. If this is what it gets me, I'll piss him off any day.
He pulled me back, clashing his lips on mine once again, his hands working on lifting up my dress.
I worked equally fast, fiddling with the button and the zipper of his black jeans, trying to free him up, but his kisses are making my mind fuzzy.
He must have had the same thoughts, and his lips left mine, connecting to my neck instead.
I tried to stiffle my moan at his teeth sinking roughly into my neck and leaving a mark, but he only went harder.
His tongue swept over the bruise he left before pulling away and rubbing his thumb over my lips.
'You can be loud as you want. No one is here but us.'
With those words, his fingers slid between my legs, pushing them lightly in between of my wet folds, making me whimper in pleasure.
As on instinct, my hand went to his crotch, squeezing him over the boxers.
'Jimin-' I breathed out his name, and he knew what I wanted. He pulled himself up just enough to pull down his jeans and underwear, letting his hard member spring into freedom.
'Oh, fuck, baby.' He moaned loudly, his head falling back on the seat cushion as I placed myself on him and sat down, making him enter me all at once.
'Ride me, baby.' He gripped my hips, moving them how he wants to, both of us moaning in pleasure.
The car steamed up in no time, and sweat began to coat our foreheads from all the moving and panting.
He pulled my dress down, revealing my breasts.
I want him naked. I need him naked.
Clutching and pulling on his shirt was more than enough of a sign for him to lose it and let his godly body free.
Putting his hand on my breast, he guided me to lean back, moving my hips a bit differently, too.
He bucked his hips, ramming deeper into me as he kept pulling me and pushing me how he wanted me.
Everything he did, the way he touched me, it was all pure lust and desire. We were both a sweaty, moany mess, holding onto each other for dear life.
'Jimin- I'm gonna- cum!' I moan loudly, throwing my head back, feeling my stomach heating up
'Not yet, baby.' He suddenly pulled me up, pulling out completely
'Jimin-' I was about to finish. He's a dick.
'Shut up.' He kissed me deeply, letting his tongue into my mouth. That was possibly the sloppiest, hottest kiss ever.
'Bend over for me.'
No questions asked, I got on the seat on all 4. I didn't get a chance to even take a breath before he took it away by pushing in completely and quite roughly.
My hair was twisted around his fist as his fingers connected to my scalp, and he pulled on my hair.
'This....' he pushes in hard
'Is your...' again
'Fault...' and again
With every thrust, the sounds coming from my mouth got louder. And with every thrust, he slammed right into every sweet spot my body has.
'Jimin- faster!' I almost screamed, feeling my orgasm edging closer
Just like I asked, he went wild. He picked up his pace like nothing, going so hard that I had to do whatever I could not to smack my head into the car door.
And then the orgasm hit me.
The pleasure, the swirl of extasy took over, leaving me a screaming, shaking mess under his arms.
Instead of slowing down, he wrapped his arm around me, and stared rubbing me out to make my orgasm that much more intense, still pounding into me.
'Keep... cumming.. for me... baby.'
As if I have a choice.
There was no end to the pleasure. Orgasm is not stopping. It must have been 20 seconds before I felt him getting harder and moaning loudly himself, gripping and pulling on me.
Only when he stopped, did my body decide to let me breathe.
I was wheezing, panting for air. My hair stuck to my face from the sweat. My dress a mess and a half.
I was just keeping my head hung low, catching my breath. And he was slowly pulling out, breathing heavily himself.
Helping me to sit back down, he collapsed next to me closing his eyes and leaning his head back to calm himself down.
'I think... you like.... my dress... after all.' I tease between the breaths, and a smile pops up on his face
'A bit too much.' He admits
'I think I'll buy a few more.'
'I'll buy you all of them, under a condition that you never leave the house in one of them.'
'But, where is the fun in that?' I tease
'You test me too much these days.' He scolds me, dragging my arms tiredly to get me on his lap
I obliged, slowly getting on him, placing my hands around his neck as I face him. 'You say that, but you love when I do.'
'Do you have to know me so well?' He smiles
'I'm afraid I do. That's one of my roles as your wife.'
'What do you wanna do now? Anything you want.' He held my face gently
I was thinking of what to do when the dumbest idea fell in my mind. 'There's something really stupid and childish that I've always wanted to try.'
'Name it.'
'Ice skating.'
'Ice... skating?' He repeated slowly, raising his eyebrow, but then he smiled. 'If that's what you want.'
'Really?' I got a bit too excited. I honestly expected a hard no.
'There's nothing that I wouldn't do for you.' He caressed my face. 'Falling on my ass for you a few times is nothing.'
'We've had worse.' I agree
'We've had worse.'