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Fuck! This feels incredible! Seokjin thought as he continued to move his fingers gently over her heat. He could feel her writhing underneath him. He slowly inserted a finger inside her, and she moved her legs up, bent at the knees, allowing him to slip in a little deeper. He grazed his lips against hers, reveling in the anticipation. Finally.

He smiled again and kissed her neck. "Unbutton your top," he murmured against her skin. He had one hand on her shoulder and the other one pumping into her slowly. If she didn't hurry, he'd tear the clothing off her himself.

He pulled himself off her slightly when her hands moved between their bodies. Her fingers were working at her buttons, and the sides of her top fell away. He immediately dipped his head down and caught one of her nipples in his mouth.

"Jin." Her voice was shaky. "W-Wait."

He slipped another finger inside her, and her words melted into moans. He wanted her so badly that it hurt. His body was trembling with the thought that she would finally be his, that she would finally admit her feelings for him. She loved him. She had to love him.

His mouth continued teasing her breasts as his fingers eased in and out of her warmth. He wanted so badly to be inside her, but he also wanted to pleasure her. He began trailing his lips down her body, between her breast, over her taut belly, lower and lower until the waistband of her pajama shorts stopped him.

He pulled his fingers out of her and used both hands to yank her shorts and underwear down.

"Jin," she said again, her voice thick and raspy. "We-We have to stop."

"You don't want me to stop," he said, nipping at her belly. "Tell me you don't want me to stop."

"I think we should—"

He didn't let her finish. His lips fell upon her most sensitive area. His tongue teasing her, making her cry out. He lost all sense of time and place. The only thing that mattered was her and her pleasure. He picked up one of her legs and flung it over his shoulder to give him better access to what he wanted. Her moans and whimpers urged him to go faster. He could feel that she was close as he plunged his tongue into her. This was finally going to happen. He would show her how much he loved her, how good he could make her feel.

"So good...so good," he murmured, his lips vibrating against her warmth.

"Oh...my...God. J-Jin." Her voice was a strangled whisper. Her fingers twisted tighter in his hair. "Y-Yes..."

"Let go, Annie." He felt his heart beating erratically, his body buzzing. Somewhere along the edge of his consciousness, he heard another buzz. A phone was ringing.

Anna began to squirm before pushing him away from her. "M-My phone." She sat up and tucked her legs closed, still breathing heavily. She looked around the room and dove toward the floor on shaky legs.

She grabbed her phone and answered it. "Yes? Hello?" She turned her body away from Jin. "He is? No, it's not too late. I will be there as soon as I can. Thank you. Thank you." She ended the call and took several deep breaths. She put the phone down and fumbled with the buttons of her pajama top. 

Seokjin sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her kneeling on the floor. "Anna?"

She turned her face toward him, as if she'd forgotten he was there. Her guilt rose up when she saw his mouth glistening, thinking about where his lips and tongue had just been. "I...I have to go." She grabbed her pajama shorts from the floor and stood up shakily. She began to slip them on. "Namjoon woke up, and he's asking for me. The doctor asked me to go in." She buttoned her top. "I-I have to go."

"Okay. I'll take you," he said. He wiped his shiny lips with his thumb, her taste still on his tongue.

"No!" Her voice sounded panicked. "No. I'll go alone. And this," she paused, still breathing heavy, "this never happened. This never should've happened."

"But, Annie," he rushed to her side. "This was important. We can't pretend it didn't happen." He tried to hug her, but she moved back. "We have to admit that we belong together."

"No." She shook her head. "We have to pretend it didn't happen. If you care at all about me—"

"I love you," he blurted out, his eyes never leaving hers. "The only thing I know is that I love you. I can't let you go. I love you."

After a few tense seconds, she let out her breath. "No." Before he could say another word, she ran out of the room.