With the weekend arriving seemingly quickly due to our busy schedules and Taehyung's flight taking off early tomorrow morning, I did something I don't normally do and actually asked the mother of Izzy's friend if she could watch my daughter for the night and drop her off at school in the morning. Luckily, her daughter had already brought the idea up to her yesterday after school and so everything was set in stone.

Not informing Taehyung of my secret plans with him wasn't exactly easy. He kept asking to spend the night tonight so that he can at least spend some time with me before he has to go on his business trip, and it was no cakewalk to be able to tell him no. Especially when he started pouting and using his puppy dog eyes on me. Something he's used against me since we first became friends.

Last night, I think he was angry with me, to be honest, or feeling a little hurt that I still wasn't allowing him to stay over. He didn't speak much when we had our Friday lunch together and when I tried to FaceTime him after Isabelle went to sleep, he claimed he was really tired and ended the call after only about fifteen minutes.

He's such a big baby sometimes when he doesn't get his way.

I tried telling him that I'd still drive him to the airport and see him off but obviously, that wasn't good enough and he wasn't taking my excuses for being so busy with work or my blatant lies about not wanting Izzy to get too used to him being around too much so soon.

However, I shook it off and went on with packing my overnight bag and heading over to his apartment. Previously, he had informed me that he would be headed out to do some shopping before his trip and would be back before six-thirty when he sassily asked me if I'd at least like to have dinner together. At that, I knew when my window of opportunity was to surprise him. A candlelit dinner for two, some sexy lingerie, and soft music playing would surely be a good way to send my man off on the trip I know he's not looking forward to taking in the first place.

Using his spare key that he left with me in case of an emergency back when he first moved in, I let myself in and get started on setting everything up and cooking the jjajangmyeon I know he loves so much. Thanks to his mother's help this morning, she gave me the recipe along with tips on how to make it exactly how he likes it. I'm so glad she and I are close enough for me to be comfortable enough with calling her for things like this.

Looking at the time, I let it boil for about three to four minutes while I hook up my phone to his Bluetooth speaker and rush off to his bathroom to change and freshen myself up before he got home.

Staring at myself in the mirror, I take in my perfectly styled hair that took me way too long to do for my liking this afternoon, my black sheer lace bra and panties with matching garter belts around each thigh, light and dewy makeup that really gives that almost freshly fucked appearance, and my skin glowing from the body butter I know he loves so much.

Slipping on a black silk dress that hugs all of my curves and stops just below my ass, I stride back into the kitchen on freshly pedicured feet to finish cooking just in time for me to hear his keys slipping into the lock.

"Um... hello?" Taehyung cautiously asks when he sees the lights on and surely smells the food.

Stepping around the corner, I smile and bite down on my lip before licking the spoon, "Dinner will be ready soon baby."

Dropping his two shopping bags by the front door, he keeps his eyes trained on me as they slowly follow the line of my bare legs and up to the thin fabric barely covering my body before landing on my tongue licking away the sauce from my lip. With a smirk, I turn and let my hair skim over my lower back as I disappear around the corner back into his kitchen.

"Jagi?" He croons, "What's all this for?"

Grinning when I can detect the obvious arousal in his voice with a hint of almost nervousness, I shut off the fire from the stove and walk over to the cabinet to grab us two bowls.

Reaching up as high as I can to reach them and standing on the tips of my toes, my dress glides up even higher, showing the bottom of my ass cheeks while I pretend I don't notice and the moment he rounds the corner, I hear him curse under his breath.

"Oh, I just didn't want you mad at me anymore before you left. Thought I'd make it up to you by cooking you dinner and spending some quality time with you." I nonchalantly say, avoiding looking at him in the eyes.

Out of my peripheral vision, I see him cautiously glance around the apartment, "Where's Izzy?"

"Staying the night with a friend," I state, scooping the noodles into a bowl, "I made your favorite."

"Jjajangmyeon?" He smiles when I hand it to him, "How'd you know how to make it?"

"I called your mom." Pushing myself up on the tips of my toes, I give him a quick kiss on the cheek before turning to grab my own bowl, "Come on, let's eat."

Turning around, he notices the candles on the table and the alcoholic beverages ready to go. Unable to keep the smile from curling at the edge of his lips, he sits down across from me and looks up, only for his eyes to land on the cleavage peeking out from the neckline of my dress.

"Am I in trouble or something?" He questions, "Did you poison this? I wasn't really mad at you."

Giggling, I shake my head and take a sip of wine, "No, baby. You're not in trouble."

"Then what's all of this for?" He looks back down to his bowl as he slurps up some noodles, humming and nodding his head at the flavor he loves so much.

"Because I love you, obviously," I answer truthfully as I slowly rub my bare ankle up his leg, pushing up his pants to feel his skin on mine.

His cheeks flush and he clears his throat before putting down his utensil and resting his elbows on the table with his hands clasped as he continued to chew. As we stare at each other, his eyebrow raises while a smirk ghosts my lips,

"If you keep messing me with, looking like that, I will fuck you right here on this table." He forewarns.

I let out an amused giggle as I tilt my head to the side, "Ah, can't have dessert before you finish your dinner."

Teasing him is fun and I'm curious as to just how far I can push him. What could his limits be and what will happen when he exceeds those limits? The hooded gaze across from me, sending me warnings sends heat through my body and my insides clench with desire but on the outside, I look cool, calm, and collected as I take another sip of wine to wash down my bite of food.

"So, what'd you buy for your trip?" I innocently ask as we continue to let our eyes pierce each other from across the table.

"Clothes." He flatly answers.

Looking down into my bowl, I swirl some noodles onto my fork, not being as well-versed in the art of chopsticks like he is, and slowly place it into my mouth with a nod, "That's good. All workwear or did you get some casualwear, too?"

"Both." He replies deeply and I can't help but giggle at his demeanor.

"What's wrong baby? Don't want to talk to me?" I bat my lashes as I finish my bowl and see him slurp up his last bite as well.

"Not in the mood to talk right now, to be honest." He smirks as he takes my bowl from in front of me and takes it to the kitchen sink.

I take the opportunity to push up my breasts a little more and raise the hem of my dress just a tad as I walk over to my phone on his coffee table and change the song to a smooth R&B number that I know is one of his favorites. The smooth sounds of Daniel Caesar's Get You start playing just loud enough to fill the room and before I know it, warm, strong arms wrap around me.

The feeling of his body firmly pressed against my ass and his nose slowly running up and down the side of my neck as he took in my scent made my eyes close and my lips part. I knew deep down that I wouldn't be able to hold back from him for too long but this little game I'm playing clearly is having an effect on him and that's all I could really ask for tonight.

His fingertips slowly graze my hips and down to the skin of my thighs as he hums appreciatively, his lips ghosting the sensitive flesh right below my ear, "What are you trying to do to me, Ria? Are you trying to drive me crazy?"

Smiling lazily as I turn my head to look at him, staring at his lips before slowly looking into his intensely chocolate eyes, I softly moan and notice his fingertips dig into thighs as a reflex, "Maybe I am."

Teasingly slow he lifts my dress just enough to let his fingers skim farther up my legs, "Mm, two can play that game gongju."

Without warning, he abruptly spins me around and places his hand on my lower back to steady me as I giggle into his chest. Smiling down at me he places my arms around his neck and my fingers snake into the thick of his hair as he smoothly starts to sway me to the music, dancing with me in the middle of his living room.

"Promise me you'll always look at me like this." He whispers as he leans down to my lips, tilting his head slightly as if he was going to kiss me, "Promise me you'll always look at me as if you love me for everything I have to offer."

"I promise," I say just above a whisper and raise my chin to try to kiss him but he pulls back slightly with a mischievous grin.

"Eager, are we?" He chuckles as he spins me out and back into his arms.

Looks like those ballroom classes we took together paid off for more than one thing. It was always easy dancing with him. They say to dance well, you have to trust your partner - let him lead - and that was one thing I never had an issue with, allowing Taehyung to lead me. Whether it be in dance, friendship, love, or sex, I knew he'd take care of me every step of the way.

It was quite easy to allow myself to get lost in his arms; in the steady rhythm of his heartbeat next to mine as my chest remains firmly pressed against his. His breath tickles the skin of my neck as he melts into my embrace and we rock back and forth together effortlessly.

The way his hand stays firmly planted on my lower back, dangerously close to my ass while his other hand lovingly holds my hip makes me wish that he'd do more, but at the same time, I want to stay like this with him forever; holding each other at the edge without blindly jumping over hand-in-hand.

"I love you, baby." He grins against my shoulder before placing a tender kiss and my entire body prickles at the small sentiment.

"I love you, too." I breathlessly respond and feel his heartbeat speed up at my words.

I feel his hand on my back snake around to also hold my hip for a brief moment before descending to grip onto the hem of my dress. Lifting it, he straightens his posture as he stares deeply into my eyes while I lift my arms, allowing him to remove it completely from my barely covered body.

A sweet smile takes over his features as he takes me in fully, appreciating the effort I put in just for him tonight and the lingerie I chose, "I must have done something amazing in a prior life to be able to call you mine."

Blushing at his words, I lower my head but immediately feel his index finger under my chin coaxing me to look back up at him. His lips hover centimeters from my own for a moment until he painfully slowly molds them to mine.

My eyes flutter shut immediately as he takes his time cherishing the intimate moment between us. There was no need to rush tonight; no schedules to worry about, no child to attend to, just the two of us entering a state of belonging and clouded lust. Love electrifies our senses as our tongues begin to caress one another delicately.

Pressing his forehead to mine, he looks down at me as he tucks some hair behind my ear, "Can I please take care of you now, or do you actually want to give me a heart attack?"

Chuckling, I look up at him through my lashes, "Please make love to me Taehyung."

Lifting me by the backs of my thighs and hooking my legs around his waist, our lips graze as we smile while looking into each other's eyes. My back slightly presses against his partially shut bedroom door, allowing it to swing open as he carries me to his bed.

His room was much larger than mine and it takes a bit longer to reach the bed than I had anticipated by the time he eases me down onto the mattress. Large hands remove my grip still around his neck as he continues to kiss me slowly and deliberately, placing them above my head. With his left hand holding both of my wrists together, warm fingertips of his right-hand dance down my arm and across my neck and my body shivers beyond my control, making him grin into our kiss.

"Do I affect you that much, Ria?" He asks as he watches his fingers skim over the tops of my heaving breasts until they trace the delicate black lace of my bra.

"You know you do." I flinch when he purposefully skims over my barely clothed nipple, the roughness of the lace aiding to the thrill.

Humming in a mixture of appreciation and curiosity, he licks his lips as his digits continue to gracefully roam over my body, "I want to see how much you want me."

"But I already want you." I almost whine as his finger glides over the top of my panties.

"You wanted to drive me crazy earlier and you definitely succeeded," He states before lifting his eyes up to meet my widened ones, "Now it's my turn."

"Taehyung," I whine softly.

"Shh," He lifts his index to my lips, gripping onto my wrists with his left hand a little tighter when I start to slightly squirm, "do you trust me?"

"Fully," I respond although it's barely audible as his thumb softly runs over my lips.

"Then you know I'll take care of you." He smirks, releasing his hold on my wrists, "Keep them up there." He sternly states with still a hint of gentleness in his tone and warmth behind his eyes as he scans my face appreciatively.

I realize my chest is rising and falling less evenly than before and I'm much more aware of how tingly my entire body feels. The effects of the wine I drank earlier tonight intensifies the feeling of the heat of his body hovering above mine.

Taehyung begins his descent, licking and kissing me as if my body was the sweetest flavor on his tongue. Watching him cherish me makes me smile and I struggle to keep my hands above my head as I was told. His fluffy hair tickling my stomach calls out for me to touch it but I continue to do as I was told just for him.

Lifting my hips, I grant him access as he pulls away my lace lingerie, and my breath hitches when he begins to press his lips along the inside of my thigh. My back slightly arches when he locks eyes with me and lightly bites the sensitive flesh.

A small chuckle that's both sexy and adorable rumbles in his chest while both of his large hands run over my thighs, squeezing them appreciatively, "Are you going to miss me jagiya?"

"So much," I say in a breath barely there.

"I want to make sure you miss me." He flits his eyes back to mine, before singing along to the lyrics playing in the background; every time I look into your eyes, I see it. You're all I need.

Grinning and scrunching my nose up at his adorable corniness, he bites down on his bottom lip while he readjusts his position. His head now in between my legs, he inches the flat of his tongue slowly in between my slick folds. A low groan resounds from him, competing with my whimper, and his palms grip tighter onto my humid skin.

Sucking onto my clit, he flicks his tongue across my bud simultaneously, and instinctively I reach down and grab two handfuls of his hair which seems to encourage him as he swirls and sweeps over the sensitive area. My back arches, pushing my mound closer to his face as my whimpers turn into desperate moans.

Lifting his head, he tilts it to the side when our eyes meet again, "Hands above your head baby." He raises his eyebrow and I feel a twist in my stomach as I put them back above me, holding onto my wrist.

Smirking, he adverts his eyes back to my glistening core and licks his lips. Taking my legs to wrap them around his shoulders, he wastes no more time to dive back in, devouring me with a yearning deep within him. Sometimes I'm not sure if I like him going down on me the most or if he likes doing it even more.

His hands dig into my hips to hold me down while he flicks my clit and dips his tongue into my entrance over and over and my nails dig into the skin of my forearm to try my best to keep them there. I can feel my arousal dripping as he groans, sucks, and licks me into submission, my knees shaking from holding them up while my body is draining itself of all energy.

Suddenly, he grips my hips even tighter and flips around, forcing me to squeal out in surprise as I'm now positioned to ride his face. His hums as my hips begin to roll and his hands grab onto mine to pull them behind my back, holding them in place and causing me to have to arch my spine.

My mind swirls as I'm both in control in this position and totally at his will. I've never felt sexier than when I'm with him. As if I know he'd never judge me for my body or my faded stretch marks on my hips from having Izzy. In fact, he's always seemed to appreciate them, even before he and I became a couple.

My entire body tenses as I shriek out from the orgasm that sent a shockwave through my body and his hands grip onto mine even tighter as if begging me to not move away. The sensitive nature of my body as he starts to slowly run his tongue over my bud causes me to giggle and I can feel him grin at the sound.

Once he's had enough of pushing me beyond my limit, he lets go of my hands and I ease my way down to straddle his hips instead, kissing him as soon as I'm face-to-face with him once again.

"Feel good, baby?" He smiles knowingly at my hooded eyes caused by the throbbing still happening in between my legs.

"Don't be so arrogant." I chuckle as I move down to his neck, electricity shooting through me at his painful moan.

Lifting my hips, I give him access to rid himself of his pants and underwear, freeing his aching erection as he teasingly runs his tip back and forth, coating himself in my arousal. The sounds he's making at that sensation alone while I leave a mark on a spot of his neck that I know the collar of his button-up shirts will hide get me ready to be filled completely by him. With every pass of his tip, I expect to be entered and even try to lower myself but he holds back from me.

"Tae," I whine as I try to ease him inside of me once again.

He chuckles and I know he's being a little bit of an asshole right now on purpose, "Tell me you want it." Looking at him with my brow raised, he quirks his as well, silently challenging me to not say it. After a second of me being stubborn, he shrugs his shoulder and slightly flexes into me before pulling back out, "A closed mouth doesn't get fed, Victoria."

Smiling, I bite down on his bottom lip while he stimulates my clit again, "I want it, Taehyung."

Thrusting quickly and deeply into me I collapse into his chest in sheer pleasure as he locks his arms around my waist to hold me onto him.

"Fuck!" I cry out as he doesn't go easy on me as if punishing me for taking too long to tell him what he wanted to hear.

"Next time," He groans as he slaps my ass making me involuntarily clench around him, "be a good girl."

I'm so wet that I don't think I could get any wetter and the way he pounds inside of me with ease tells me that he knows what he does to me. He knows his power and how to make me submit to him when he wants me to. He may play along to little games I tend to play from time to time when my feisty attitude comes out, but he knows how to put me in my place and when to do it.

He can dominate me sexually but he already knows, and appreciates, how independent I am in regard to the rest of my life. But I do have to admit, it's nice to have a moment to be able to lose control and let him handle things.

Pushing deep inside of me, he holds himself there as he begins to sit up and cross his legs under one another. His arms hold me steady as he stares into my eyes, eventually sliding them down to grab on tightly to my plump backside to coax me to grind down on him. The way his dick rubs against the rigid spot deep within me while my clit is also being stimulated sends a shiver down my spine as we stare into each other's eyes.

He doesn't look away for a moment as his teeth capture his bottom lip when I pull on his hair, noticing that he always seemed to like that little detail.

"You sound so fucking sexy." He whispers through gritted teeth and a deeply furrowed brow as he helps me grind deeper onto him, "What's my name?"

"Taehyung," I answer through a mewl.

Appreciating me letting go of my stubbornness, he begins to roll his hips in tune with mine, "And whose pussy is this?"

"Yours." I moan even louder as I feel my body tensing more and more.

"And tell me, baby, whose dick is this?" His eyes lower at the question.

"Mine." I groan with a devilish fire in my eyes and he smiles before capturing my lips desperately.

His tongue parts my lips as he continues to rake me faster and faster over him, sweeping my womb with his rock-hard length and rubbing his pelvis against my swollen bud. Our chests heave together as we chase what we know will be taking over us any moment now and I struggle with the desire to finish and with never wanting this to end.

But beyond my ability to hold back, my undoing strongly powers through me as I hold onto him tightly and he wraps his arms around my body protectively as he lets go himself, releasing into me with a growl of satisfaction.

His lips press onto my shoulder and up my neck, moving along my cheek and finding my lips as he passionately kisses me while still holding me to him as tightly as he can. Strong hands glide over my back in a soothing way in order to relax me as he feels me trembling on his lap.

"I miss you already. Can we plan a vacation together when I get back? Just the three of us? Wherever you want to go." He whispers with his sweaty forehead pressed against my own while looking at me with puppy-dog-like eyes.

"I don't think I can afford a vacation yet and then there's work." My bottom lip pokes out in a pout, making him kiss it away.

"I have a lot of frequent flyer miles from my credit card and we don't have to go right away. Maybe in the summer?" Taehyung asks again with a hopeful tone.

Smiling, I nod my head, "We'll figure it out together when you get back."

Grinning his wide boxy grin that makes his eyes disappear, he pecks my lips over and over until he's pleased with himself. I'd do anything to keep this look on his face. His flushed cheeks, slightly sweaty bangs, glistening honey skin, and an elated smile. He and Izzy were the only two people that could ever make me swoon over a simple, joyful smile.

"So..." He begins as I finally get enough strength to lazily roll off of him and crawl up to the nearest pillow, "I've been wanting to ask you something."

"Hm?" I mumble as I lay on my stomach and watch him slip on a pair of baggy basketball shorts that slide down to show the v-line disappearing into the waistband and a trail of dark hair below his belly button.

"We're spending a lot more time together and even before we started dating, I basically preferred to be at your place with you and Izzy anyway." He states and I nod my head to let him know I agree, "What would you think about getting a place together when our leases are up? We could get a nice apartment in the city or if you wanted to still stay out of city limits, we could get a cute little house. And don't you start about money!" He interjects when he sees me lift my head to begin to speak without knowing what I was going to say so I just lower my head back onto the pillow and smile at him while he continues to rant, "I make good money and plus with our incomes combined, it would be less stressful on you and you wouldn't have to worry about things with Izzy as much. I'd like to take care of you two more than I already do and-"

"Taehyung!" I shout at him through a laugh to get him to stop. He takes a deep breath as he tucks his lips into his mouth with raised eyebrows as he continues to stand with his hands now in his pockets, waiting for me to continue, "I was just going to say that I would prefer to still live out of the city limits."

His eyes widen and his lips pop back out of his mouth into a pout, "So... does this mean...?"

"I'd love to live with you, Tae." I giggle and snuggle my head into the pillow some more to hide my reddening cheeks.

"Fuck yes!" He jumps on the bed, making me bounce and laugh as he rolls me over and starts peppering my face with kisses, "We can paint Izzy's room pink and green because it's her favorite and we can enroll her into a better preschool. We'll need to go shopping for new furniture because I'm definitely not bringing my futon and-"

"Taehyung!" I laugh while squishing his cheeks, "We have time to discuss everything."

Nodding his head, he bashfully looks down, "Okay, jagiya. I love you."

"I love you, too," I kiss his pouty lips through a giggle.