It's been almost a week since I've moved in with Taehyung and Uncle Kim. Still no word from my father but my mom still keeps in touch. I'm sure she knows where I'm at but she hasn't pressured me into saying anything to her. I just hope she's okay.

Things in the Kim household were going well. We had adopted a set dinner time since I moved in and instead of everyone grabbing their food and going their separate ways, we've been utilizing the dining room table.

Taehyung and I usually take turns with the cooking. He makes the traditional Korean dishes, which I have grown to absolutely love, and I make the standard American dinners which seem to be a hit with both of the men.

At dinner last night, Uncle Kim informed us that he would be leaving town in the afternoon for a week and that he's trusting us to be responsible adults. I'm not really sure what he thinks would be happening. He knows we have sex, which keeping that quiet isn't exactly the easiest thing to do, but it's not like we know a ton of people to throw some raging party or something. Nevertheless, we both agree to be responsible while he's away and to take care of the house.

It's my turn to cook dinner tonight so I choose to make a simple sirloin steak with a side salad since it'll just be us two this time.

As if the sound of the steak sizzling on the pan was some sort of dinner bell, Taehyung emerges from watching his movie in the living room to join me in the kitchen.

"Mm! What's for dinner tonight?" He asks walking over to me.

"Sirloin steak and a side salad." I reply as he stands behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist and placing his chin on my shoulder.

"Do you need help with anything?"

"No, I'm almost done here babe. Just grab us some water." I instruct as I plate the steaks and follow him to the table.

Taehyung digs in right away, instantly pleased with how the steak tastes. He cuts up a piece of his and feeds it to me even though I'm eating the same thing. I think I'll always find that endearing about him and his habit is starting to now rub off on me as I give him a bite of my salad.

After dinner and about an hour later from discussing random things that happened throughout our day, he gets up and places the dirty dishes in the sink while I wipe down the table and counters. I suddenly feel him grab my waist as I'm walking past him and he pulls me back into his warm embrace.

"You know, you don't have to try to be quiet tonight. Although, seeing you try your best not to say my name is pretty sexy." He whispers into my ear.

"I could say the same to you." I kiss on his neck while my hand slides over his growing bulge.

He snatches me up by the backs of my thighs and walks with me into our bedroom as he kisses and licks down my neck and I grip onto his hair.

We had sex frequently over the last few weeks of being officially together but something about tonight felt... different.

Darker.

He sets me down in the middle of the floor and pulls his T-shirt off of my body. I lower my tiny shorts and panties until I'm standing before him completely naked. Offering myself to him.

Wrapping my arms around his neck as he squeezes my ass with both hands, his lips crash onto mine as I lower my hands to pull down his sweatpants and boxer briefs to reveal his now aching erection. We were in no mood to slow things down tonight. It's as if we had been holding ourselves back from what we've been craving to do. 

Stepping back a bit to step out of his pants, I drop down on my knees to take him into my mouth before he can even fully get his tank top over his head.

Moaning out as he grips the back of my head, he thrusts into my mouth making me gag and small tears fall from the corners of my eyes, "Your mouth feels so good." 

My tongue rolls over his swollen tip before I take him again until he hits the back of my throat.

As he pulls me up, I wipe off the saliva from my chin with the back of my hand while I look at him with needy eyes. He lays back on to the bed and I quickly follow suit as I climb on top of him, positioning his hardened length between my slick folds.

Rocking onto him so he can feel how wet I am for him already, he bares his teeth as I slide back down his shaft. Sitting up so that we're face to face, he tilts his head to take the ultra sensitive skin of my neck into his mouth as he sucks on to it sharply. By the sting, I know he's leaving me a deep mark and I moan out loudly while I scratch his back at the sensation.

He smirks and licks his lips at the deep purple bruise, running his finger across it. "You mark up so pretty for me, Ava."

Running his hands slowly down my back until he grabs my ass, he pushes his hips upwards, forcing me to feel every dip and curve he has to offer.

Lifting his right hand, he slaps my ass so hard that it burns. He's never done anything like that before, but I need him to do it again.

"You like a little pain, don't you?" He says looking up at me through hooded eyes, burning with curiosity.

"I guess I do." I hum as he smacks my ass hard again in response causing me to throw my head back and moan even louder.

He pulls up my body so that his length aligns with my entrance and holds me steady as he pulls me down on top of him. The slow, strenuous pace makes my entire body prickle at the sensation of being filled and we both groan once I've fully taken him to the hilt.

Taking my nipple into his mouth, he rolls his tongue over it as he pinches and rolls the other one with a little more force than ever he's done. The mixture of pain and pleasure sends confusing signals to my brain that only aid to my desire.

"You like that?" He inquires as I whimper and buck my hips while I begin to ride him, his thick cock sliding in and out of me in the same tune as the roll of his tongue.

"Yes sir." I agree, making him huff out a chuckle as he thrusts his hips deeper into me.

I continue to bounce on him, fucking him as hard as my body would allow while his fingers dig into my pliant flesh, squeezing me as if he's holding on for dear life.

"Shit... Ava." He groans as I lift my knees to get more leverage, holding onto my ass with one hand while he uses his other to rub two of his fingers over my sensitive clit.

"Oh my god, Tae. Fuck! Don't stop please!" I beg as I feel the familiar sensation of my walls beginning to clench.

But he does stop.

He stops completely and forces me to stop moving as well. His rock hard cock pulsates inside of me telling me how good he's feeling, but he won't allow me to move. When I tighten myself around him just to feel something more, he spanks me - hard.

"What-what's happening?" I whine out as he grabs me even tighter when I try to buck my hips.

"You can't come yet. I'll tell you when." His eyes are dangerously stern as they pierce mine through the darkness of the room.

"Yes sir." I say just above a whisper I quit trying to fight him, my cheeks heating up with the blush threatening to spread across them as he continues to look at me.

"Good girl." He smirks and slides me off of him as he stands up, gently placing me on the floor beside him.

"Bend over." He instructs and I lean over onto the bed. "No...grab your ankles." I do as he says, feeling him run his swollen tip over my clit and back to my entrance.

Fuck, I want him so bad and even more I want to be whatever he wanted.

"I want to try new things with you tonight. Are you okay with trying new things with me? Things I haven't even ever done?" He asks.

"Yeah." I whimper, my body begging for his intrusion.

"Nuh uh. You can do better than that." He slightly flexes his hips to add some pressure to my entrance, but not enough to push inside causing me to start to go crazy with anticipation.

"Yes sir." I breathe out but it's quickly replaced with a shriek as he slams into me deep and hard.

He pounds into me over and over again as I become a moaning, shrieking mess in front of him. His fingers digging into my pliant flesh, surely leaving small red marks behind.

"Tell me if you decide you need me to stop." He groans as he pulls my ass into each pounding thrust.

Suddenly slowing his speed, he begins to roll his hips into me as he thrusts in deeper, angling just right to rub across that sensitive area inside of me.

"Taehyung! Fuck!" I cry out. I'm so loud I think the neighbors might hear us.

"Do you need me to stop?" He asks slowing his hips a even more, but still moving inside me. The change of pace only making me that much more needy.

"No sir." I declare.

I like this new feeling of  wanting him to just control me. To take me in whatever ways he needed to. 

"Fuck. Do you like that? Do you like me inside of you?" His voice was much deeper and raspier than I've ever heard it before, a carnal instinct taking over him and possessing him to unleash any hunger he had for me.

"Yes baby, fuck me...please! I'll be good for you. Whatever you want." I whine as I push back into him, rewarding me by thrusting into me harder.

"You better not come until I say so." Taehyung warns.

Fuck, just him telling me not to is making me need to. I don't know what's happening to me right now, but I'm utterly and completely his.

He pulls out and forces me to flip around, placing me onto the bed and throwing my legs onto his shoulders as he eases back into me.

How does he expect me not to come as I look at him? His toned muscles accentuated by his honey golden perspiring skin and gorgeous face gazing down at me with such intensity as he fucks me was almost too much for my mind to handle.

I feel my walls begin to clench beyond my control and I grab onto whatever I can find. But before I can get there, he yanks out, leaving me on the edge.

"I didn't say you could come yet, Ava." He scolds me with a stern voice.

My breathing is so heavy with need that I feel like I'm on the verge of passing out.

"Baby, please...I need to." I beg as I reach down to touch myself, but he gently grabs my wrists and pins them down next to my head.

"Only I can make you come when I say so. Do you understand me?" His face was just inches from my own with his breath tickling my plump lips, waiting for my response.

"Yes sir."

He kisses me slowly and deep, letting our tongues intertwine in a sinuous movement.

Slowly, he pushes back into me and a tear escapes from my eye. He feels so good and I can't take this torture, but at the same time I want more.

As he lifts up, he sees the tear rolling down my temple. I would have wiped it away, but he still has me deliciously pinned to the mattress.

"Do you need me to stop this?" He questions sweetly as he continues the slow rolls of his hips.

Shaking my head, he kisses my tear away from my face and continues to further advance down my body, slowly circling my nipple with his tongue in the same pace as his aching length slides in and out of me. I honestly don't know which one is more torturous; him slamming into me or going so slow and gentle that I think I may fall apart underneath him.

I'm a mewling mess underneath him and he knows he's in complete control of my body. He knows every little thing I like and what he doesn't know, he quickly learns.

His pace begins to quicken as he sucks my nipple into his warm, wet mouth and I'm shaking under him as I do my best to hold back my orgasm, wanting to please him so badly.

Grazing his teeth across my nipple as he starts to sit up, he spreads my legs even wider for him. He starts to fuck me deeper and faster with every roll of his hips and I know he's close by the sounds he's making.

"Now." He commands as he frantically begins to rub his thumb over my clit, forcing me to crash around him immediately as he spills his seed into my womb.

The strong orgasm forces me to lift off of the bed and grab on to him as he pushes deeper into me, only a whimper being left to escape from my mouth.

Slowly easing us back down to the mattress with my arms still wrapped around him as my body trembles, he slowly peppers kisses along the side of my face, helping me come down from the euphoric high.

I'm stunned.

I'm speechless.

And I'm spent.

Our breathing slows to a more even pace as he kisses my lips gently and runs his hands through my hair.

"Be honest with me. Are you okay?" He questions searching my eyes, knowing that he pushed me beyond my normal limits.

I force my eyes open to look at him, his eyes were obviously tired, but full of worry for my well-being.

"No, but yes." I whisper, unable to let go of the embrace I have around him.

He looks even more worried and confused at my reply, "What do you mean?"

"No, I'm not okay. That was a soul crushing orgasm. But yes, I'm okay. I loved it all. I don't know what got into you, but he should show up more often." I weakly smile over at him and he sighs out in relief as he begins to chuckle.

"You had me worried. I didn't want to hurt or scare you. Just...I can't think of the English word for it." His brow furrows as he searches for the term he's looking for, apparently too relaxed to translate as well as he normally would.

"Dominate me?"

"Yes." He happily state, proud that I understood what he was trying to say, "Dominate you. I liked it. It was different. In a good way."

I leave a sweet kiss upon his lips, "In a very good way."

He weakly stands to walk to the bathroom to grab a towel, the sight of his toned bare ass making me smile in appreciation.

When he comes back, he gently spreads my legs and wipes me clean from front to back. Laying down on his designated side of the bed, he pulls me into his chest with our naked bodies instinctively tangling with one another as we give into our exhaustion.