It's okay, you can stop feeling like your taking something from him. He wants this. Just let it happen.

~🌺~

I wish I could say I wasn't nervous, but I'd be lying. 

I looked at this man standing in front of me, and it hit me like a ton of bricks. 

This was "V", Kim Taehyung, and I had spent countless hours in front of the tv... watching him dance and sing and be sexy to the point that I had to pause the video for a minute just to resume normal breathing. 

I have wished for this moment more times then I can even count. 

But I never, in a million years, believed it could happen.

He slid his hands down my arms, taking my hands, pulling me to the edge of the bed, where I sat. He kneeled on one knee, and untied my sneakers, pulling them off, followed by my socks. 

Suddenly, he sat cross legged in front of me, and took my foot in his hands. 

"You have pretty feet" he said, as he rubbed a circle on the bottom of my foot with his thumb. 

I almost moaned.

It's just your foot shae...if he has that effect on your foot, you're in hella trouble

"Thank you" I whispered.

He pulled his socks off, then looked at me, looking worried. 

"I don't have any...protection..." he said.

"It's okay, we're safe."

I'd had a hysterectomy a few years ago due to a very heavy monthly cycle that wasn't getting better. I was done having kids, so my doctor had suggested it, and I'd gladly agreed. There was no chance of me getting pregnant.

He stood in one fluid motion, and took his phone out of his pocket. He turned it off, and put it on the dresser behind him. 

He motioned for me to stand, and when I did, he grabbed my hand, pulling me up against him. He looked into my eyes, and I felt my heartbeat increase. My hands found his waist, and my fingers curled into the fabric of his t-shirt. I slid my hands up, his shirt lifting to expose his beautiful body, as he reached behind him grabbing the collar, pulling it over his head.

He was perfect, and I looked at him, wondering how he could be so damn beautiful. My gaze traveled from his wide shoulders to his smooth chest, on down to his trim waist. I looked at the button on his jeans, and with shaky hands, I undid it. 

He reached for my hands, and brought them to his lips, then rested one on each shoulder as he put his hands at my waist, and slowly pulled my t-shirt up, as I raised my arms so he could pull it over my head. 

My stomach was in knots.

I lowered my hands back to his shoulders, then lightly trailed my fingers down his chest, moving lower, to his stomach. I heard his breathing become ragged, as he sucked in a breath, clenching his stomach muscles. I didn't stop until I reached his waistband.

His one hand was on my shoulder, the other on my waist, both felt like they were hot enough to brand me. 

I felt him slide my bra strap down, only to slide his hand back up, then around the back of my neck, his fingers moving up to tangle in my hair. He pulled my head back, forcing me to look at him, and I saw fire in his eyes as he crushed his lips to mine in a hungry kiss. 

I could kiss this man endlessly, and never get tired of it.

My arms slid around his waist, as his tongue invaded my mouth, and I moaned, my knees buckling as I held onto him tightly so I didn't fall. 

I felt his mouth on my chin as he kissed his way along my jaw, down my neck, his tongue licking a trail along my shoulder, before I felt him gently bite. 

I shuddered. 

I didn't notice his hands undoing the clasp on my bra, until I felt the straps sliding down my arms. I let go of him just enough to move away and let it fall to the floor between us. 

I wanted to stay close to him, but he held me away. 

He backed up, sitting on the bed, pulling me closer, and hooking his fingers in the waistband of my pants. He swallowed hard, and I sucked in a breath and held it, as he slid my pants down, past my hips, all the way down, so I could pull my feet free. I stood there in just my panties, as he stared at me. 

His expression was unreadable, blank. 

I bit my lip.

"We can stop if you want..." I whispered, thinking maybe he was changing his mind.

His eyes met mine, and in that moment, I saw desire, and something else, but I didn't know what. 

He reached for me, his hands on my hips, pulling me in. I felt his lips on my stomach, his fingers just above my panties...as he slowly slid them down, his fingertips grazing my hips on the way, making fiery trails. He sat back and looked at me, then he stood, and I noticed the bulge at the front of his jeans.

I swallowed, mostly in anticipation. I watched as he unzipped his jeans, thinking that I had wanted to undress him, but at this point I wanted him too much to care. I watched as the rest of his beautiful body was exposed to my hungry eyes, and I was not disappointed.

God has blessed this man in every way possible.

He sat on the bed, pulling me close, and I could feel the fire building inside. I didn't want to wait anymore. 

Part of me still believed this couldn't possibly be happening. But another part of me believed that even if it was a dream, I needed to make it the best dream it could be.

"Slide back" I said, "and lie down." 

He did as I told him. 

I climbed on the bed, straddling his legs, feeling my heart beating so fast I was out of breath.  I took his cock in my hand, stroking him, and I heard his breathing get deeper, quicker.

His eyes had closed, his chest visibly rising and falling as he drew in each breath in anticipation. I hesitated, still worried he might regret this later... but I moved forward some, not really in any rush, in case he did change his mind.

I didn't know what I would do if he did, because I wanted him so much. But I didn't have to worry about that. 

He grabbed my hips, and as I let my hand slide from the warmth of his erection, he moved me into position, sliding me down onto his hard length. 

I gasped as he filled me up, and I heard him moan. 

I wanted to move, but he held me still, looking into my eyes, his teeth clenched. Finally, I felt him loosen his hold, and start moving his hips, and I moved with him, feeling the impending explosion building. 

I knew it was going to be quick, for both of us. Not much time passed at all, and maybe that was a good thing, because I could barely see straight.

Suddenly, he stiffened for a second, then he let out a growl. His hips jerked, and I could feel his hard length pulsing as he came.

As the reality of what was happening hit me, I spiraled into another dimension, sharing the moment of ecstasy with him. 

"Taehyung" I whispered, my hands searching for something, feeling him grab them, holding me steady as my world spun out of control, until finally, I collapsed on top of him, a feeling of euphoria coming over me.

This was something I had only dreamed about...

I was crying, and he slid his arms around me and held me, his lips near my ear, his nose nuzzling my hair.

My life was never going to be the same.

If only I knew how true that statement was.

"I'm not letting go" he whispered in my ear.

He turned to his side, holding me as he did, so that we were now facing each other. I snuggled into his embrace...so many emotions flashing thru me. I felt joy, elation, wonder...trust, serenity, and love...but I also felt fear, sadness, and apprehension...and I closed my eyes, hoping he didn't regret that his innocence was gone. 

I prayed it didn't change him.