I could feel the heat building in the pit of my stomach, and I couldn't control the need to thrust my hips, the coil winding tighter, ready to release at any moment. She hummed, her head bobbing, keeping in rhythm with me, and I felt a jolt of intense pleasure as I suddenly came, shooting into her mouth, feeling her humming as she slowed her movements, her fingers digging into my hips as they jerked.

~♡~

I realized my fingers had curled into her hair, gripping tightly, and I loosened my hold, hoping I hadn't hurt her. I had every intention of pulling out, but she had held tight, not letting me. I wasn't complaining.

She backed up a bit, her tongue working around the end of my still hard member, and I just closed my eyes, and let her do what she wanted. My hands had dropped to her shoulders, and rested there.

After another minute or two, I eased myself back, hearing her small groan as she released me, and I lifted my hands to her face, cradling it as I urged her to stand. I pulled her to me, my lips meeting hers, and I kissed her intensely, our bodies meeting, skin against heated skin. My erection was pressed between us, and I could feel her hips tilt towards me.

I bent slightly, grabbing the backs of her thighs, lifting her up. Her legs wrapped around me, as her arms went around my neck, our lips never breaking apart. In one quick motion, I slid inside her, my hands sliding to her ass, squeezing the soft flesh.

At that point, her lips left mine, her head falling back, giving me access to her neck, which I greedily took. I kissed my way up to her ear, nibbling on her earlobe. I could feel her lifting herself, only to fall back against me, and I found it cute that she seemed to have a newfound interest in this activity that she had never gotten to learn about the way she should have.

I'd make up for what she had missed.

"You're driving me crazy..." I whispered in her ear, only receiving a moan in response.

I lifted her, my hands holding her by the hips, as I pulled away, then let her back down while thrusting into her, her moan getting louder. Her arms tightened around my neck, her left cheek resting against mine, and I could hear her breathing, getting quicker with each thrust of my hips that drove my cock deep into her.

I was close, but I needed her to reach that point first. I pumped my hips, loving the feeling of her bouncing against me, and how she looked, her eyes closed, mouth opened, head leaned back...she looked breathtakingly beautiful.

"Oh God...oh God, Tae, I...I'm, oh..."

She let out a cry, and I pumped into her hard a few times, my arms wrapping around her waist to hold her close to me, our bodies pulsing together in wave after wave of ecstasy.

Her face had buried into my neck, muffling the moans, and I felt her teeth biting at my flesh, her lips sucking hungrily. I felt a sense of belonging, almost like she was marking me as her own. I found myself hoping that she was doing it with the same thought in mind.

Our chests heaved against each other, her head finally resting on my shoulder, and I turned, sitting on the bed, keeping her on my lap, her legs still wrapped around me, my length still buried in her warm, wet folds. I held onto her, kissing her shoulder, then her neck, and finally kissing her cheek.

We sat like that long enough for me to feel myself go soft inside her, and realize how sticky we were, deciding that a shower was definitely in order, for both of us.

"I suppose we should probably get showered, and dressed, so we can take care of the horses and Gucci."

She took a breath, still shaky, and pulled back just a bit. She looked into my eyes, and hers flashed, a bolt of lightening striking to light up the darkness.

"I'm...not quiet sure how to say this," she looked like she might break into tears, and I reached up, cradling her cheek, my thumb brushing across her lips.

"How to say what?"

"Just..." she shook her head, "thank you."

A tear escaped, rolling down her cheek until I caught it with my thumb.

"I'm sorry, I don't mean to cry...I just never thought I would be able to smile after..." she shrugged lightly, "after sex. I never believed I would be able to say that I enjoyed it, or that I was looking forward to it happening again," she whispered. "Thank you, for giving me that, for showing me that it's supposed to be beautiful."

I smiled at her, happy that she got to experience the beauty of it, and happier still that I got to show her.

"I'm the one that should be thanking you." I winked at her, and she glanced away for a few seconds, her head tilting down, but her eyes met mine again without hesitation.

"I didn't do anything," she said softly.

"Yes, you did." I pushed a strand of hair that had fallen across her face behind her ear. "You stopped to get some rest in my barn."

She closed her eyes, and I saw her swallow before she opened them again.

"Y/n, whether you know it or not, you've helped me so much. Before you got here, my plan really was to just live here by myself, until I was able to put all the pain of the past couple years behind me, until I could honestly say that I was okay. I didn't want anyone else around, because I didn't think it was fair that I was causing people to worry about me."

I was admitting things that I never planned to admit, not to the guys, or my family, honestly, not to anyone.

"I was hurting so much. What happened to my friend made me feel awful, just knowing that if I had insisted on driving him, it would have never happened. It was hard enough trying to live with that, even though he told me he didn't blame me. My only happiness was Sunhae, but eventually, even that fell apart."

Of course, there was still Bangtan Sonyeondan at that point, but I wasn't sure I was ready to tell her about that yet.

"Ending my relationship with her, well, it felt like I had nothing left. I had foolishly believed that everything was perfect in my life, and that it always would be. Telling myself that I was okay was something I did on a daily basis, because if I didn't say it out loud, I felt like everything was going to close in on me and suffocate me. Talking with the therapist helped me learn that life goes on, and it's not always perfect, it doesn't have to be. But it's worth living."

She reached up, stroking my cheek with her fingertips. I wondered if she knew just how comforting it was.

"I just wanted to come to terms with everything, and I felt like I needed to be alone to do that, even if it took a year or two. But I also worried that I wouldn't handle being alone real well. I like people, and I really don't like being alone."

She gazed at me, her eyes full of understanding.

"I don't know why you're here, Y/n. I don't know why you showed up when you did, but I'm starting to believe that maybe there's a reason for it."

She shook her head, a small barely noticeable movement.

"I'm not sure I believe in stuff like that...fate and destiny and all that," she mumbled. "I feel like, if it's real, then we are fated to meet everyone who becomes a part of our lives."

She was not ready to accept that what she had gone thru was something that was meant to happen to her. Understandably so.

"I know you don't want to believe that all the unpleasant things you had to deal with were things that were supposed to happen, but life isn't always perfect, Y/n. We have to go thru both good and bad times. It's what shapes us into who we become. Everything can't always be good, and happy."

Her eyes glazed over, and when they met mine, she gave me a smile. "I suppose you're right. I guess I never really thought about it that way."

"It's hard to accept that the things we go thru that cause pain are necessary, but in a way, they really are. Everything really does happen for a reason. I didn't always believe that, either. But I'm starting to more and more as time goes by."

She nodded, averting her eyes, seeming deep in thought. I kept quiet, watching her, curious as to what she was thinking, but not wanting to ask.

After a minute passed, she glanced up at me, and her cheeks were pink. She moved to lift herself from my lap, and I realized she'd probably just remembered the position we were in.

Our skin was stuck together from sitting as we had for a few minutes, and she made a cute noise as she moved away, her face scrunching up as she peeled her thigh from mine. I chuckled, watching her straighten up awkwardly, trying not to be embarrassed.

"I'll let you go shower first, Y/n." I watched her as she picked up her nightgown from where I'd dropped it the night before, slipping it over her head, looking shyly at the floor. I grabbed my sweats, sticking my feet into them and standing to pull them up.

Belatedly, I remembered the pain in my foot, flinching and letting out a curse as I took a step.

Her eyes widened, and before I could blink she was at my side, her hand on my arm as she looked at me with worry in her eyes.

"You should sit back down, Tae."

I shook my head. "No, it'll be fine. I just forgot to step easily until I could see how it feels."

She shook her head, looking at me as if I were a misbehaving child. "Taehyung, if you don't listen, it's going to end up worse, and you won't have a choice but to stay off of it."

"Y/n, I'm not going to let you do everything around here. I can't just sit back and watch you do all the work." It came out a bit harsher than I'd intended, but I was frustrated.

Her eyes softened, and she smiled at me. "Tae, aren't you the one who just told me everything happens for a reason?"

Damn it.

"I'm here, let me help you."

My shoulders dropped, as I allowed her to help me back to the bed, where I sat as she knelt on the floor, taking my foot in her small warm hands. I heard her small gasp and looked at my foot, seeing an ugly purple bruise covering part of it just above my big toe.

"Tae, I really think you should go the emergency room. What if somethings broken?"

I sighed, and gingerly attempted to move my big toe. I was able to do so with minimal pain, just a small throbbing when I moved it up. I moved my foot, slowly rotating it in a circle, and felt the same type of throbbing pain. I was sure nothing was broken, just very badly bruised.

"Y/n, I know you're worried, and I appreciate that so much. It doesn't hurt as much as you think it does. The only reason I experienced so much pain before was because I didn't even think about the fact that I'd hurt it, my mind was...still thinking about other things." I smiled, trying to convince her that I was fine. "I took a step as if it was totally fine. I'm guessing I just stepped wrong and landed too hard, making it hurt even more than it actually does."

She glared at me, a doubtful expression on her adorable face.

"I promise...I'll take it easy for another day. I'll move slowly, but I can't just sit still all day long. I'll go crazy."