Taehyung tossed and turned on the couch, mind in a marathon, thinking of the woman that lied quietly asleep in the other room.

After deciding to continue his stay for the retreat, he and Sierra went down into one of the many gathering rooms the hotel held for a small social as part of the events on their itinerary. He maintained his professionalism and she did the same, networking with other individuals and keeping their distance from each other for the most part.

It wasn't something he enjoyed.

The vision of her smile that highlighted what he deemed as her very perfect frame was the kind of imagery that kept blood flowing to his heart. Once in the vicinity of her, new memories are created for him to dream on. With every glance at her, swallowed him in wonder of what is it about her that's captured him and fear of how she kept him prisoner from his urges.

Sierra wasn't like his prior conquests. Grant it, sex was always better for Taehyung, given how the only thing he was married to was his career. The only companionship that interest him was with who laid beneath him during a hot moment and he was content until he was ready to move onto the next. This was his life and how he planned to live it until he felt the revelation for a change.

Was making this bet the foundation for such change?

Taehyung couldn't lose face in front of his friends. He had to show them that six months without sex would be a breeze. Though it was one of his favorite pleasures of life, it wasn't a means of survival for him. He viewed it as a past time at best, a reward of a hard day's work.

Sex was a prize that he wouldn't never grow weary of the claim, though somehow, he began feeling that there could be something bigger and better.

Taehyung's thoughts took him back to his first meeting with Sierra. At first glance, she was nothing he would ever deem himself of assisting to his claim at the end of the day. Once learning she would have the pleasure of seeing him more than she most likely wanted, he saw her as an easy way to win the bet. She would be his million dollar date and he could have cared less about sleeping with her.

Something however changed.

Though privy to his advances, she shut him down on more occasion than one. Taehyung pride himself on being intuitive to the opposite sex and what they yearned for, most of the time it being him but not Sierra. No matter how much he made her breath hitch or how his heart fluttered from the sight of her, she wanted nothing more than just a working relationship.

What became easy prey for extra cash was now a challenge, a desire to explore what it was about Sierra Harper that made him doubt his whole demeanor and explore he did.

The first kiss.

Kissing meant little to Taehyung. He kissed his conquests just for the foreplay, a means to entice his arousal more knowing the wetter they became the better fuck they would be.

Kissing Sierra wouldn't be any different, or so he thought.

The moment his lips brushed her, sparks kindled within him, awakening his senses to something more that just a mere touch of another's lips to his. Sierra lips felt like pillows of plush satin, softer than feathers and sweeter than the best cotton candy served at the world's fair. Decadent and piquant were just a morsel of her, a tease that coveted him.

No way in hell someone would feel this good to him. He needed to debunk this.

Nothing could have prepared him for the kiss she laid on him. The sensations he felt then still crawled in his veins like a drug that never loses it's effect, turning him into a junkie for her and leaving his theory confirmed. She felt better than good, Sierra felt heavenly to him. He would die a million deaths if this is what was waiting for him after his last breath.

He needed more.

Inviting her over to his flat that day to apologize for the way he behaved which just a minimal detail in his reason for having her there. He genuinely wanted to see her and prayed the hardest for the opportunity of his lips magically connecting to her. His wish was granted, leaving him a fiend though it terrified him of what was happening to him.

A vision of what was her smile was now shadowed by the fantasy of a shared kiss. Taehyung closed his eyes, slipping his tongue between his lips and hissing softly before they parted. He groaned at the stiffness in his pajama pants, "Fuck..." he mumbled.

Taehyung glanced over at the double doors that separated them and grew annoyed. He huffed before getting off the couch, his erection grasped in his hand and with silent steps, he made his way to the bathroom. He figured a hot shower would assist in easing his tension and possibly help him sleep for the night.

"Ah!" His moans coiled with the steam rising from the warm of water as he lowered his head under the sultry stream. With both hands pressed against the wall while the water rained above him, Taehyung closed his eyes in effort to relax and clear his mind from the thoughts that drove him there in the first place. He didn't want to resort to the act his thoughts were leading him to but the urge was stronger than his will.

His eyes squeezed tight, teeth pressed firmly down on his lip, while his breath eludes heavily through his nostrils. His effort to focus on the water massaging him was losing its hope. Taehyung's thoughts steered away from the water and drifted to a realm that hadn't visited him since his early arrival to the states.

She visited him, his dream woman.

Taehyung released a breathy sigh as one hand slip down to his twitching length, moaning the moment his hands held it, stroking it slowly to soothe the ache.

Allow me... He imagined her voice that still harnessed a timidness that he found even sexier and sweet. Taehyung smirked knowing it was only for him. Envisioning her delicate hands taking the place of his as she began to caress the tension from him.

Taehyung's lips parted in labored breaths, squirming underneath her imagined touch but something was tugging at thoughts. In the midst of falling lost in ecstasy, there was an air of familiarity that he's never encountered before. Her touch and even the sound of her voice had placed him in a different arousal from before. He gulped as his lips parted for a heavy breath.

"Sierra..." He murmured.

Yes Taehyung. Allow me to please you.

Taehyung moaned as his thumb brushed the tip of his swollen shaft, the contact of his skin to his pleasure filtered a quiet whimper before his lips parted in a gasp. He spreads his legs slightly as muscles in his thighs grew rigid. His stroke paced a little quicker with the quiver that resonated all over his body.

You're close. Come for me Taehyung.

"Ah..." Taehyung gasped as he pressed his other hand against the shower wall harder. Legs now beginning to tremble as his climax nears.

That's it. Just like that.

"Fuck..." The throaty obscenity passed through his lips as he growled, releasing his buildup that he's been holding on for weeks and feeling defeated on the circumstances that brought on this act. He opened his eyes as his vision of her faded away into his thoughts but tiny specks of what is now a memory peaked through to remind him of his stimulated bliss.

Taehyung sighed he leaned back against the shower staring out into the blur of the shower door. A number of emotions began to rush him as the fragments of his memory continued to evade him. Thinking of her is one thing but a self pleasure session with her dominating him in the most vulnerable state was another level that he wasn't sure he knew how to handle.

New feelings settled within him and this would only further complicate the already delicate situation.

"I need to tell her."

Cupid 💘