Breathing heavily,  shattered by yet another orgasm that they offered each other, they collapsed on top of each other. Jungkook snuggled himself in the crook of her neck and the warmth of her body, making sure to not put his entire weight on her.

Y/n shivered, running her hands through his hair and the contracting muscles of his back. Moaning in tiredness, he lied beside her, pulling the comforter on top of both of their bodies. When he looked at her, she was damp with sweat, hair tousled in different directions, making her look as if the most magnificent canvas he had ever laid his eyes on. 

His eyes followed the way her chest moved upward and downwards as she encased the euphoric teases he gave her.

His eyes wandered to her room, where he located an acoustic guitar. 

"You play guitar?" He questioned,  pointing towards the instrument. She followed his eyes, smiling after.

"Yeah." She agreed. "While I was getting treatment for depression, I opted for music therapy. Music helps me calm down when I get panic attacks. Let's just say something that I used as my treatment has become my hobby now." She looked over at him. "You like music?"

Her question froze him. His mind went back to the blurry image of his younger self playing piano, being guided by the only person he loved the most in his life. The one who loved him too. Those were probably the last moments of him playing music. After that night, he had lost his love for music.

"I hate music." He frowned, biting back the stinging burn of pain in his heart. Y/n looked at his hard face, his eyes lost in some thoughts.

"Jungkook. " She cupped his cheek, bringing him out of those traumatic memories. "Are you fine?" He looked at her, hearing her calm voice. Those eyes made him so vulnerable.

"I am. Sorry, I was just lost." 

"It's okay. We all have those weak moments." She grabbed his hand, gently pressing it. "I got you."

He looked at her with wandering eyes, her eyes observed a small scar on his cheek. She traced it gently, making him close his eyes.

"You have a scar."

"Hmm..it's ugly." His voice seemed heavy, like he was hiding hundreds of his pain. She stroked his cheek lightly, before leaning downwards to kiss him right above his scar. 

"It's beautiful." She said breathlessly kissing right there once again. 

Her touch held such pacidity and serenity that he wanted to sleep right there in the warmth of her words. But his cold heart wasn't used to someone's warmth in his life. 

"I would be lying if I said that I don't want you to spend the night with me. Here in my house. But it will be unfair to you if I force you to do so." 

They were vulnerable. Both were. Immensely at peril. He didn't know, what he was doing was something he would regret later or not, but he willingly agreed to break his very first rule.

Kissing her forehead, he brought her up in his arms. "I am not going anywhere. Not tonight."

"Are you sure?"

"More than anything."

Snuggling in his massive chest, she chased her dreams, while he inhaled her strong fragrance, allowing himself to enjoy the gleeful feeling for once in his life.

And just as the night went, he realized that for the first time in his life after ten years , he didn't require his medicines to put him to sleep.

Her warmth and care had put him into a more peaceful sleep than his sleeping pills ever could.

When the morning rised through the narrow slit of the curtains, Jungkook squinted his eyes hard trying to adjust to the sudden brightness. He tried to look around the unfamiliar surroundings before he felt a weight on his bicep and his other arm wrapped around someone. As he looked down the figure, he was lost into her angelic beauty. Last night's event came resurfacing to his brain. 

They were naked, sharing each other's body heats while being wrapped up in silk sheets. Her head rested on his bicep as if she used it as her own personal cushion and further snuggled into his bare chest. 

The vanilla scent of her body drew him insane. He realized how insatiable she was that he was already breaking his rules within a few weeks of meeting her. 

Her pink lips were into a soft pout and lashes curtaining her cheeks. There was a natural blush on her cheeks that had him on his knees. 

When her eyes squinted due to the intensity of the light, he held his hand up to shield her from the light and continue her peaceful sleep. However, it wasn't long before her sleep was broken and she opened her eyes.

"Good morning." He spoke in his husky morning voice, making her clench her thighs. 

"Morning."

"Did you sleep well?" He questioned , kissing her bare shoulder, which made her gasp a little.

"I did. What about you?"

"I did too." His answer was short and crisp. They stayed silent for a few moments before she cleared her throat, gaining his attention.

"I will use the guest room. You can use mine to have a shower." 

"Thanks." He appreciated it. "I will call my driver to get me some new clothes." 

She nodded, biting her lips and sat up covering her body with the comforter from his predatory gaze.

"Can you..umm-pass my robe?" She hesitated asking him for the garment that was hanging near the chair.

He smirked. "Go on. Move your ass and take it." She was so damn sure, he wanted to see her naked and she knew once he would touch her, they wouldn't leave the room for hours.

"You are so mean." She playfully swatted her hands on his shoulder.

His eyes narrowed at her.

"You do that one more time and I will fuck you right against the window for the entire world to see who you belong to." 

She gulped hard. He had shown her better not to play with him and take him too casual. When he was good, he was good and when he was bad, he could be very bad. And it tempted her to push his buttons.

He smirked when he found her mouth shut. He knew how bratty girls liked their daddies to be. He liked when she behaved submissive. He didn't take her as weak but he definitely liked it when she yearned for his touch.

Holding her robe, in front of her he motioned her to put her arms inside it.

"I can do that by myself."

"I know. But I like to take care of what's mine." His words made her smile as he tied the strings of her robe.

"Umm..thanks. I will go and take a shower real quick. There are some spare toothbrushes in the cabinet besides the mirror. You can use those."

Without waiting for him to say a word, she dashed towards her closet to take her clothes and out of the room, making him chuckle.

While she rested herself beneath the shower, she remembered last night's event. She was more than glad that he didn't judge the state of her anxiety and depression like others did. Instead he comforted her, understood her and touched her body in the most beautiful way.

Blushing at the thoughts of those images that played in her head, she forced herself out of the bathroom.

Her chefs were already done with preparing the breakfast since they had a spare key to her house. She thanked them for their delicious meals that they prepared on her request.

While she waited for Jungkook to come out of the room, her doorbell rang, which opened to his driver bringing his fresh clothes.

When she collected the clothes from his driver, she made her walk down the hallway to her room where she had left him a few minutes ago. And she got completely frozen by the view that invited her. 

Jungkook was leaning over her large dresser, bare chested with a white towel hanging low on his waist and another towel around his arm as he ran his fingers through his drenched and soaked hair. 

Y/n couldn't believe the rise in her cheeks and the rush in her veins while she had seen and tasted all a few hours ago. His massive chest and shoulders were carved by the sculptor himself with hot and taut tanned skin. His washboard abs were a perfect eight pack abs that dipped down to the adonis belt. The low hanging of the towel couldn't hide the dimples of his broad and firm body.

His back muscles rippled as he straightened his back and flexed his muscles. Y/n could swear she almost lost her breath there. Tribal tattoos ran down his bulky and muscled arms signifying the immense virility that ran down in the blood of his veins. The full sleeve of the ink thrilled Y/n to know the secrets behind those intricates that seemed darker than his soul.

As she watched him drying his hair with a towel, her knees grew weaker by every passing second. If this man wasn't the epitome of hotness and masculinity then she didn't know what was. 

As he turned right at the moment, lifting one sexy brow she licked her dry lips. She blinked, her stomach doing the somersaults of their own to have him in such a vicinity and falling prey to his raw masculinity.

"Your tattoos." She whispered in a slow way. "They're beautiful. "

He glanced down at his arm and then lifted his eyes to meet hers. He lazily walked towards the bed, like a sexy model. People could put a price of billions of dollars to have this magnificent view and yet the money couldn't be compared to his beauty.

"You can come closer and have a look at them, baby. I won't bite you." He said with a sexy smirk. "Unless you tempt me to."

She felt dazed as she walked closer to him, completely aware of his predatory gaze. Her hands clutched on the expensive wool of his clothes that were hanging on her arms. As she came closer to him, he took his fresh clothes from her hand, throwing the ironed clothes carelessly on the bed. 

Within a second she was in front of him, her breasts pushing against his bare chest. His biceps contracted as he held her, his naturally masculine scent bringing tranquil euphoria. 

He watched her under his lashes, he could see the hard gulp of her throat and the wetness of her lips as she traced her finger along the lines of his inked arm. The scrape of her nail evoked a rush in the cells of his body. The designs were a  beautiful mosaic of interlocking shapes and symbols with a few birds that seemed like an indication for freedom. Down to the inner side of his arm there was something written which she couldn't identify.

Her eyes flicked to his. "Conquérir."

"Conquer." He translated. "It's French."

With the depth of his voice, she shivered slightly, "You know French?"

"I do." He agreed, trailing his finger past her collarbone to slide her hair behind her shoulder, making her shiver. "I studied during my school."

"Oh wow. That's amaz-" her words trailed as she saw a drop of water gliding from his damp hair, landing on his broad shoulder,  slowly trickling down his chest to getting vanished in the hem of the white fluffy towel. She swallowed hard and licked her lips, suddenly finding it difficult to breathe.

Jungkook was watching her, his eyes glinting. He could clearly follow the path of her eyes. 

They both stared at each other for a while with unspoken words. She cleared her throat as he reached for his pants on the bed.

"Does your driver always deliver your clothes?" She teased.

"Yup. Always." He gestured to her chest and smirked. "Are you trying to challenge me, babygirl?" He motioned at her chest.

"Huh?" She glanced down at her T-shirt which was quoted with italic fonts Nobody can tempt me.

" I mean it's true though. It's hard to tempt me." 

"Yeah?" He stepped right up straight , invading her personal space.

She felt her pulse sprinting out of control.

"How about now?" His voice was soft as velvet and smirk wicked as hellfire. "You still believe nobody can tempt you? That wasn't something it felt like when you came all over my mouth and fingers last night."

Her cheeks heated listening to his words. "You really have a filthy mouth."

"I do. Much more for you when you squirm under its touch."

She was trapped between his arms and the wall, the spicy fragrance of pine and citrus and his fresh aroma invaded her senses. She was almost eye level with his rock hard pecs, that glistened with water droplets. She stared at the delicious slabs of raw muscles that anchored flat male nipples. She wanted to explore those rivulets of aqua gliding down his sculpted body with her lips and tongue, kissing them slowly and licking and sucking.

She looked up at Jungkook's face. His hooded eyes met hers, hot and glittering with unmistakable arousal.

Her own nipples tightened as the sexual energy flared between them. She wondered if he would suddenly pin her against the wall , with her legs wrapped around his waist and push up her black tight skirt. She wondered if he would shove down the towel, down his hips, spread her legs for him and let her sink her nails in his muscular back. She wondered if he would be hungry enough to take her raw and rough, holding her thighs wide apart as he pounded into her.

"Dangerous thoughts , babygirl." Jungkook's low murmur interrupted her elicit thoughts, bringing a rush of scalding heat to her cheeks.

When her eyes snapped up to his , she observed that their lips were only a breath apart. Any movement between their bodies would lead to their lips touching and diving them into an ecstatic world.

"How do you know what I am thinking about?" She whispered, her fists clenching due to nervousness. Jungkook flashed a devilish smile , as he neared her , wrapping one arm around her bare waist while the other gently stroked her cheek. Using his knee , he skillfully parted her legs, making any possible movements restricted. She shuddered when his knee slightly grazed her dampness. He didn't care about the fact that he had meetings lined up with the investors or that he had to wrap up his work earlier so that he could attend his best friend's birthday party. He didn't care about anything. What he cared about was the woman in his arms and the moment of intimacy that they were sharing in the dawn light.

" Because sweetheart, you have that fire in your eyes that ignites my soul and a man can only take so much eye fucking before he decides to do something about it-" he reached out for her lip, gently stroking the lower one with the pad of his finger. "- And believe me Y/n.. You are really giving me a hard time."

Her eyes widened and her knees wobbled under her.

He smirked, and untrapped her, giving her a moment to breathe.

She gulped hard and stepped aside from him. "I will , uh , leave you to get ready. I will wait for you out-"

"Don't." He commanded, holding her wrist in his hold. As he came towards her , his eyes glimmered when she retreated another step. "Stay here. With me." And just as those words left his mouth, she hesitantly nodded , looking elsewhere than his eyes. 

Giving her a satisfied grin, he brushed past her, the scent of his soap and fabric softener filling her nostrils. As he walked ahead of her , she had to curl her fingers into her palms to keep from reaching out and grabbing that squeezable ass of his.

Oh lord.. When did she become such an addict?

While she was busy admiring his figure , he untucked the knot of his towel letting it fall on the floor. Her eyes widened at his naked glory and she shut her eyes, deriving shyness which made him grin. 

"You are shying away as if you haven't already seen, touched and tasted all of me."

"But you shouldn't get naked in front of someone like this abruptly, you know? T-that's bad manners." He laughed at her stuttering as he slipped into his clean boxers and new ironed pants. 

"You can look now." His voice made her open her eyes only to see him flexing his shoulders to put on his crisp white shirt. She watched him as he buttoned every button of his shirt, and the cuffs around his wrist. She wanted to avert her gaze but she couldn't. Because damn..this man looked so good in suits, that she could feast on him every moment to provide relief to her hungry diet.

"You are quite a dirty girl, aren't you?" His voice was like melted chocolate, sinful and tempting. She quickly averted her gaze , squeezing her eyes shut, she quickly brought herself back to reality.

"Aren't you getting late?" She diverted the topic, making Jungkook smile devilishly. 

"Nope. We have plenty of time for ourselves." He said, taking hold of the lollipop that he brought with him, while unwrapping it. "Why? Am I so boring?" 

She quickly shook her head in response. "No.. it's not like that. I enjoy being with you. You know that. I thought maybe you had plenty of work since you are the CEO." 

"I will be good. Don't worry." Jungkook said, walking closer to her. "By the way, you're coming to Taehyung's party right?"

His question made her pout slightly. " I don't know, I haven't been to a lot of parties, you know. I feel awkward, between unknown people."

"That makes the two of us, darling. But believe me,  I am going to give you a night of your life." Hearing his words, her eyes widened thinking of other meanings behind his words which made him smirk.

His thumbs rubbed over her cheeks , making her close her eyes at the heaviness of tranquility.

"You're safe with me, Y/n." Her heart almost melted at his words.

"I know. You don't have to prove it." Jungkook smiled slightly at her words and then stuck the lollipop in his mouth and she watched his perfect and soft lips close around the red ball as if in slow motion. She had never envied a piece of candy as much as this one. The way Jungkook was sucking onto it made her feel warm and moist in the places she couldn't reveal.

She must have been staring intently because he smiled around the stick.

"My bad. You want one?"

She blinked dazedly, "Sorry. What?"

"I have got more lollipops with me. You want one?"

"Um..no thanks." She denied. The only thing she wanted right now was his mouth between her legs. She shoved the inappropriate thought away. "I can barely have a complete lollipop anyways." 

As she licked her lower lip and bit it down, he could feel the pressure through his pants due to the arousal by her mere small gesture. Skin in the colour of cinnamon. Healthy and tanned. Eyes so huge that he could possibly drown in. A cute button nose and the lush, pouty lips that could give him the most unforgettable blowjob. The cherry colour of her lips tempted him to do many bad things to her at the moment.

Fuck..he was smitten.

"Maybe we can share one then." He said , removing the candy in his mouth with a roll of his tongue and sucking it off with his lips while she looked at him confused.

He held the candy by its stick and tapped on her bottom lip. 

"Open , Y/n." He spoke huskily, and she immediately opened her mouth allowing him to push it inside her mouth gently. As she rolled her tongue over the strawberry flavoured red ball, the candy seemed to have tasted a bit more sweeter than it usually did and she wasn't sure if it was due the flavour of the candy or due to the flavour of Jungkook that he left.

She was still stuck between him and the wall giving her no space for breathing. As her red lips sucked the candy , Jungkook could only wonder how it would feel to have the warmth of her mouth and the red colour of her lips around him. It wasn't his fault that the blossomed gorgeous woman that caught his eye on the eve of the masquerade ball turned out to be his sister's best friend. 

But it wasn't just her angelic beauty and sexy little body that turned him on. Her intelligence was a serious aphrodisiac. It was also refreshing as hell. Spending most of his teenage and other years in London in random hookups and one night stands, he didn't ever get an opportunity to study confidence in women. 

Y/n was nothing like that. She had depth and substance. Her intelligence and metamorphism challenged him and made him think. She seemed to get him in a way no one else did , as if there was some tactile superpower she possessed. Unable to control himself, his finger removed the candy from between her lips while his other hand slipped inside her dress, making her moan.

A groan escaped his lips, when he found her carnal needs wet with arousal.

"Fuck..baby. If you plan on looking at me with those insanely fuckable eyes, then I can’t guarantee our exit from this room.”

"Not my fault.." She whispered breathlessly, "The hangover from last night is still in my eyes. Your intoxicating touch has not left my soul."

As much as his statement excited her , she knew it was the time to turn the tables around. She wanted to see if she had the similar effect on him as he had on her. Pulling her tongue out she sucked the candy provocatively still looking deep in his eyes. Stepping forward , she lightly brushed her hand over his hard and thick groin making him hiss. She could only find herself becoming more aroused when she found him growing beneath her touch. Tilting her face, she brushed her lips along his jaw.

"I am hungry , Mr Jeon. Join me downstairs."

And before he could react, she had already pushed him, running past him. Jungkook shook his head while smiling faintly. When he saw his reflection in the mirror, he wondered who this new man was. When did he start getting so weak for any woman? When did he lose his senses? When did he start breaking his own rules?

Fuck..it had barely been over a fortnight and he had already slept with her. Not sex,but with them sharing each other's body warmth while being coiled in cozy thick comforters. 

It made him think. When was the last time he smiled? A real smile.

Shaking his thoughts, he cleared his mind by saying that maybe this was all voluntary or just a phase.

When he headed downwards he was welcomed by the sweet aroma of caffeine and freshly baked bread. When he had a closer look at the breakfast table , he could see different types of breads, fruit juices, pastries and spaghetti spread out on the dining table. 

When he glanced at her , he could see her wiggling her ass doing some sort of a happy dance while taking a bit of delicacies on the table, making him chuckle. 

"Food makes you happy, huh?" He grinned looking at her doing her dance as she stuffed her mouth with a piece of chocolate bread. 

"Who doesn't? Food is life." Her voice came out unclear as she chewed onto her bread. 

"By the way, thank you so much for preparing so much but you really didn't have to do it." He spoke gratefully.

"Well, I haven't prepared this food. I have a chef actually, so he prepares food for me. I just requested him to make special delicacies today." She spoke as she took a full bite of chocolate donut in front of her.

"Well, give him my regards then."

She watched him walk towards the chair opposite to her, her eyes trailing down his exposed chest due to his little unbuttoned shirt as he set his coat neatly behind the chair. 

"You are too hot, you know that right?" She slammed her hand over her mouth as she realized what she blurted out.

Jungkook laughed, sitting on the chair while raising up a brow at her.

"I am glad you find me hot." He spoke unabashedly.

She scoffed. "Come on, who are you kidding? Who wouldn't find you hot obviously?"

"Can't blame me." He said long and proud with a smirk.

"Can you believe it..I never knew Sohee had a brother. Like when the news broke that you are coming back to Korea..that was the first time I knew about you."

"Really?" Jungkook asked seemingly not surprised. "But I have known you for a long time." 

His statement made her eyes grow big.

"What? When?" 

He sighed before continuing." Sohee once came to London where I was studying. That moment was somewhat like seven to eight years ago. I remember she couldn't stop talking about you." His eyes roamed over her face. "And I realise she wasn't wrong about you at all. I can't get over how beautiful you have turned into." 

She looked back at Jungkook,  looking over her. His heavy lidded gaze sent little rushes of excitement through her body that left her tingling in secret places.

"You both were what twelve or thirteen back then . Just a cute little thing. And now.." He shook his head while biting on his lower lip. "Wow."

She blushed. "I am surprised. You recognized me."

"I didn't at first glance actually. But then while we were dancing I could somewhat recognize you. Your eyes are beautiful.  They're very unforgettable."

Sweet pleasure spiked through her. "Yours are beautiful too."

His lips curved into a slow smile that she was sure had many girls fall for. "But that didn't stop me from wanting you."

"I have seen that. You have shown me already."

He smirked. "Smart-ass. You're getting used to my seduction. I see."

She laughed a little breathlessly. "Can't help. I have a very bad company nowadays. "

He gave her a sexy smile and drank off  his juice. The moment of his throat and jaw must have driven women absolutely wild. Her hormones weren't at peace definitely.

"Can I ask you a personal question? But feel free to say it's none of my business if I cross my line." He said.

A rueful smile touched her face.

"Go ahead." She said, approving him.

"Why aren't there a lot of pictures of you on the internet? Why have you kept yourself from the media? I had no idea you were the daughter of Kim Aurora."

She sighed." I don't really like too much attention, you know. Also my mother doesn't want me to get carried away by all these rumors. She doesn't want me in the public domain. It's just that I am really introverted and shy in front of others. I feel suffocated sometimes, maybe because of my past. I don't know."

His expressions softened. "Don't worry. Be the way you are. However you like. You have my utmost respect and admiration."

She could have leaned across and kissed him right there. But she wasn't sure if she could stop with just kissing.

"By the way." She cleared her throat. "How do you know my mother?"

"Who doesn't? But let's just say that your mother might not be really fond of me." He said looking at her.

She frowned."Why would you say that?".

"Let's just say that we fought for the same deal and your mother lost it to me by a point. She didn't have a backup and her laptop betrayed her that day." 

Y/n laughed, throwing her head back. Jungkook looked at her with an amusing grin on his face.

"You would be the first daughter who's happy that her mother lost a deal."

"I-I mean don't get me wrong." She said breathlessly between her laughs. "But I have never loved business and shit. And I know how overconfident my mom gets sometimes. So.."

"I agree. She was well prepared but she lost her deal because of minor issues." 

When her laugh subsided, she glanced at Jungkook with a subtle smile. 

"You always talk about what I want. But what are your desires, Jungkook?"

"Me?" He asked sceleptically. "I will let you know all one by one. Right now I want to see how hard you can go to impress me?"

"Impress you?" Blood rushed to her cheeks. "How can I do that?"

"Get your ass up here and feed Daddy." He smirked which looked annoyingly attractive on his face.

She provocatively walked, rounding the table, before straddling his muscular thighs. Before getting comfortable on his lap, she made sure to rub her drenched centre against his bulge.

She was playful today and he decided to let her be that way until he punished her. 

Slicing a piece of chocolate cake by the fork, she fed him purposely making sure that the chocolaty liquid landed on his neck.

"Oops." She said playfully. "Let me clean it for you." She lowered her tongue to taste the sweetness on the skin of his neck. She slid her tongue down the soft skin of his neck and sucked at the beautiful mole right there.

When she looked at him she could see the warning that flashed in his eyes, challenging her. It took everything in him to not shove himself right inside her playful mouth and fuck her mouth like nothing else mattered.

Tracing her lips up his jaw, she reached his ears, "Am I doing a good job, Daddy?"

"Fuck." He let out an animalistic growl pressing her hot center on his growing groin. "You decide to tease me one another moment and I swear I am bending you over this table and spanking your ass hard." 

Pain. She loved pain. Loved to be treated like a doll. Loved to be used. He could see all of it.

His words hung in the air between them like a sudden frost.

Her mouth was chalk dry. “Spank me?”

“Yes, spank you. Bare your bottom and bend you over the table. When you disobey me, I will punish you in the good, old-fashioned way. Do you understand?” His voice was level, calm. Most of all it was authoritative.

“What? You think I’m going to just submit to that?” Even as she asked the question her pussy clenched with desire and her fingers itched to touch him, to say yes with caresses. And her body was consenting to it. He could feel it.

“That is exactly what I think.” He didn’t wait for her to answer. “I’m going to spank you, gently at first because you’re new to the practice, but if you behave bratty then I don't guarantee anything."

She whimpered at the promise of his words as he buried his fingers in her locks causing her to moan. 

"Then why don't you do it. Maybe I will like it too much." 

That's it. That was the last button of his patience she knew she had pushed. She could see him clenching his jaw every passing second.

"That's enough." He growled animalistically, pushing her against the table.“Turn around and bend over the table,” he said, pointing at the table directly behind her. His voice was steel. While he wouldn’t have chosen to punish her in this manner, she’d asked for it. She’d made it clear that despite her shyness, she actually craved his dominance, and he wouldn’t hesitate to deliver.

Her eyes widened and cheeks flushed with what looked like fear, but the arousal in her gaze was unmistakable. Jungkook watched as she turned around, bending over the table, offering herself completely to him. Her skin was the colour of olive and unblemished from the nape of her neck to the heels of her feet.

"But-"

"I will double your spanks and not let you come if you argue. Choose what you want." He silenced her protests.

"Okay." She murmured,  making him smile back inwardly.

She was as good as she wrote.  He could get a solid indication from her that she was interested. He was ready to act on his needs and hers in more than discipline. His calculations said she was ready for this, and him. 

“Stretch your arms in front of you,” he said, as he removed his tie from his pocket. “That’s it.” Her hands rested behind her back as he tied her wrists tightly.

"Good girl. Now bend over for Daddy."

She bent over the table so slowly it seemed intentionally provocative, though Jungkook doubted that was the case. She was bold, but she was also innocent, a mix so intoxicating he could hardly believe his good fortune that such a lovely creature had chosen to give her trust to him.

She was raw and completely at his mercy.

He slid his hands over her hips and hooked his thumbs into the elastic of the skirt she wore. He marveled at the fact that she didn’t even wear a pair of jeans to add more protection. His fingers brushed past her aching core, before he slid down her panties, exposing her completely in front of him. She would be lying if her heart wasn't thumping with excitement and nervousness.

She released a soft sigh indicating her acceptance. Did she have any idea of her effect on him?

Her legs were parallel to each other, thighs touching. “Spread your legs apart, darlin’,” he instructed. He wanted her to adopt a sturdy stance, but he also wanted to glimpse the soft lips of her pussy that appeared when she obeyed. He was surprised to see that they already appeared slick. He touched her lower back, causing her to startle. “Easy,” he said, his voice so gravelly he barely recognized it. He slid his hand around the perfect mound of her bottom and brushed her petals with the tips of his fingers. 

“You have such a hot ass and pretty little pussy, babygirl,” Jungkook murmured, stroking her bare bottom gently. “Spread your legs for me a little.”

She moaned as her pussy responded to his words by contracting and likely gushing more of her juices. She felt so vulnerable bend over the table with her bare bottom in his view.

He shifted positions, and when she felt a hot breeze between her legs, she realized he was blowing on her wet center. She turned around and saw that his mouth was very close to her skin. Her entire body jerked, and she squeezed her eyes shut as every nerve in body seemed to spark to life.

“I’m going to touch that sweet pussy of yours,” he said, his voice rough and gravelly. “But first, I must finish punishing your bottom.” He shifted positions again, and the next thing she knew, he was threading his fingers through her hair at the nape of her neck and locking it in a gentle fist. He tugged her head up and tilted it slightly so he could look into her eyes. “What happens to naughty little girls who decide to be nosy?”

If it weren’t for the slight twinkle in his eyes, she would likely have fainted with fear. His voice was so stern, so serious.

“Well?” he prompted, tightening his grip on her hair and giving it a tug. “What happens to naughty little girls?”

“They get spanked?” she answered.

“That’s right,” he said, releasing her hair. He pushed her head down.“They get spanked long and hard by Daddy. You hold on to the table, young lady, while I paint your bare bottom four shades of red.”

Y/n nodded. He sounded truly terrifying in his daddy role, she decided.

His hand came down hard on her bare skin. Smack!

She would have jumped off the table if he weren’t pinning her in place. It hurt, it really hurt, and she knew it was only the beginning. A few seconds later, his hand struck again, this time on the opposite cheek. She was so stunned by the force of the spanks that she couldn’t even make a sound. Instead, she struggled to find her breath. She’d no sooner gasped her first desperate breath than the spanks continued, spaced less than a second apart, with every smack as hard as the previous one.

She hadn’t thought it possible to feel that much pain from a spanking, which had always seemed to her like a mild corrective action. But her bottom felt like it was on fire after less than a minute. Her hands turned into fists and gripped each other for dear life as his hand rained down swat after fiery swat. She felt her bottom cheeks flatten and bounce. The sharp sting merged with a deeper, bruising ache that brought tears of pain to her eyes. She cried out, helpless to control the wails of crescendoing agony, but she didn’t ask him to stop.

The pain of the spanking chased away any remnant of embarrassment. Her legs flailed wildly, no doubt giving Jungkook an eyeful of her intimate parts. She could think of nothing but the persistent, growing pain focused so totally on her exposed bottom.

And she loved it. She loved the pain he was giving her. He loved the way he decided to put her bratty mouth in place. She would be lying if she wasn't already loving each shade of him that was exposed to her. Be it a soft gentleman or a Daddy Dom. She liked all shades of him. She liked all the ways he wrecked her.

She didn’t notice the precise moment when the spanks slowed down, but eventually she realized that the swats, though just as hard, were being delivered several seconds apart. The timing caused her to switch gears. Not only was she anticipating each hard swat, but also the space in between, when the pain would sink in.

There was a moment right after each swat when her mound would be driven hard and a jolt of arousal would reach her clit. She began to squeeze her legs together, desperate to capture the pleasure and massage it to life. She was dimly aware that her back was arching, causing her bottom to stick out further, practically begging for more swats.

“Fucking gorgeous,” she heard Jungkook's murmur, while continuing to spank her at the slower pace. “I wish you could see how hot you look right now. Your body is taut and needy and wet. Your ass is cherry red and hot to the touch.”

She loved hearing that from him, and it only helped to put her more at ease in seeking her release. How a spanking so painful could lead to something so pleasurable, she didn’t understand, nor did she care to analyze it in the moment. All other thoughts in her head were gone, with her sole focus being on the heat concentrating between her legs, the arousal coiling in her lower belly, and proof of his aroused cock hard against her side. He wanted her, and that only served to arouse her more.

She wanted him to fuck her more than she’d ever wanted anything in her life. Her inhibitions gone, she said, “Please… fuck me, Jungkook.”  she spread her legs wide, inviting him to bury his manhood deep within her needy core.

“You want this?” He asked, pressing his cock into her fleshy backside, grazing up the wool of fabric to find her flesh while his other hand dove into her front, finding a breast and squeezing the fleshy mound.

“Yes,” she moaned, pressing her hot bottom against his. He couldn’t tear his trousers open fast enough, so he didn’t try. Instead, he rubbed himself against her, then placed a large hand on her tiny waist and flattened her against the table, in a semblance of the punishment position she’d been in only minutes before.

His swats were gradual, intense, and methodical, delivering a slow, intense, and penetrating burn.Spanking wasn't as deviant as others sometimes thought. If it was something both participants wanted, craved, it was sensual, intimate, and incredibly hot in so many ways.

The swats stopped. His fingers lightly traced over her burning skin until finally moving between her legs. She gasped when he touched her lower lips and fondled around her dripping entrance. He let out a growl that sounded feral. “You’re so fucking wet, you bad girl,” he said.

She whimpered, opening her legs wider.

She moaned and arched her back, practically begging him to explore her more deeply.

That would have to wait. For the time being, he was more than satisfied with what he’d discovered, which was that she was wet with need just by being prepared for punishment. He removed his hand from between her legs and wiped her juices on her own ass, then clapped her left cheek with a smart swat. “Naughty girl, getting wet for punishment. Your body is begging for chastisement, and that’s what it’s going to get.”

She moaned in what sounded like humiliation but offered no argument. There was no way she could deny it. He had felt the proof on his own fingers. If he’d had any reservations before about hitting her with his palm, they were eliminated completely after that.

“Let’s get these off you,” he said, reaching for her shirt and bra, tearing them entirely. She gasped when the cool air brushed her nipples, making them harden. He relieved her body of the material and tossed them aside. His hand stroked up and down her inner thigh, teasing her by changing directions before reaching her pussy.

“I can smell you,” he said, finally clamping his entire hand over her mound and giving it a squeeze that made her gasp. “Such a needy, horny little girl.”

“Oh, God, Jungkook,” she moaned.

“I’m not going to fuck you with my cock, by the way,” he said, and lazily slid a finger into her pussy.

“Why not?” she pleaded. “That’s… cruel!”

He chuckled darkly. “I just spanked you until you cried.” He pumped his finger inside of her. “But this… making you wait before you feel my cock inside of you. That’s cruel?"

She pleaded. How could he work her into such a frenzy and then not fuck her?

He slid another finger into her, stretching her by scissoring his fingers within her velvet folds.

She moaned. “You’re mean. I need…”

“I know what you need. And daddies have to be a little mean sometimes. Now, I want to see you take the punishment well and come hard for me, like the well-spanked, horny little girl you are, Y/n. You hear me?”

“Yes!”

“Say ‘yes, Daddy,’” he demanded.

“Y-yes, Daddy,” she replied, feeling like she was about to burst.

Her cheek hit the table; her fingers automatically curling. Whether she expected more discipline or pleasure, he didn’t know, but he took only a second to note her acquiescence before he licked her spine, knelt and fastened his mouth to her sweet center.

She whimpered beneath him, but he was lost in her depths, scraping the inner flesh with his rough and long fingers, adding whisker burn to the list of her hurts. 

Placing a hand by her head, he leaned over her, while the other kept a grip on her creamy thigh, drawing her closer.

“I’m going to ruin you for all men. You are only mine. You get that." He demanded , scissoring his fingers in her walls.

He was rubbing her tight, hot, aching bottom, and while it still hurt like hell, she could feel her liquid arousal. The tears in her eyes did not diminish the burn in her ass or the ache in her pussy. The tingling was morphing into desire. Without any indication he was going to change his activity again, his large fingers dove deep inside her , scooping up some of her wetness and spreading it to her clit, then gathered more to smooth over her back entrance.

Within a second, he flipped her over, as if she weighed nothing. 

"Jungkook." She whined as his fingers were still buried inside her. 

"Shh..Take all that I am giving you." He whispered against her lips. He nibbled and sucked on the honey skin of her neck until he reached her glorious curve.

He catched a glimpse of her exposed breast and swallowed hard and kept moving down her body until he hovered above her panty line. With his tongue, he ran the length of the hip bone. Her legs beneath him fall apart even farther, making room for his broad shoulders.

God, her scent. She was so wet.

His teeth grazed her skin, nipped her, teased her, just before his nose grazed her bare pussy. Not caring about anything, he grabbed her knees and spread her legs, pushing them up around her chest. Fuck, she was flexible.

Eyes wide, she gazed at him, wondering what he had in store for her.

“Spread more for me, babygirl, and keep them there. I have other plans for my hands that don’t involve holding your legs back.”

A sexy gasp popped out of her mouth before she did as she was told, giving him the perfect view of her sweet, aroused pussy.

Licking his lips, fucking excited about tasting her, he buried his head between her legs, forgetting about the whole going-slow process, and started lapping at her clit. The moment his tongue hit her arousal, his dick jolted in response. Fuck, she tasted so good, like goddamn honey.

The need for more overtook his senses. His mind was focused on one thing: making this beautiful woman come on his tongue. With his fingers, he spread her lips and sucked on her clit, pulling a long, appreciative moan from her. He did it again, harder, rotating from sucking and licking, adding in a few kisses here and there, but more than anything, flicking his tongue across her most sensitive area.

Beside him, her legs shook, her hands struggling for freedom and her moans released more rapidly. Her entire body started to quiver against his shoulders. She was close.

Glancing up, he took in her beauty. Her mouth was drawn in an erotic expression, her eyes shut, her neck muscles strained, the bottom of her breasts bouncing with the shaking of her body.

Wanting to take her orgasm one step further, he removed his mouth, causing a groan to pull from her lips. “Please..I need this.” She’s out of breath and the look of torture is eating her up.

“Lay that pretty head of yours back down and focus on me.” When she gave in, he started running his fingers around her hole, teasing her relentlessly, just barely skimming her skin, occasionally brushing across her clit.

“Oh God, please, Jungkook,” she begged, her legs shaking.

Bringing his fingers to her entrance, he asked,  “How much do you want this, Y/n?”

“So much,” she panted.

With the pace of a tiger , he pressed his fingers inside her, loving the way she tried to press her hips down, urging his entrance. She was so fucking wet, so fucking tight, it took everything in him not to snap his will and just devour her.

His fingers now slipping deeper inside her, curving in just the right place, he bent his head back down and pressed his tongue against her clit once more. The pressure of his fingers and tongue pushed her over the edge.

He focused on her clit and thrummed it without mercy until the pleasure that had been building finally exploded. As he had wanted, she came hard.

“Oh yes,” she screamed. Her moans filled the room while he let her ride his tongue until she was left to only tiny little trembles of pleasure.

When the heavy spams clashed her down, she collapsed as she found herself diving into ecstatic pleasure.

And all her face was honey to his mouth, all her body pasture to his eyes;the long lithe arms and hotter hands than fire, hair smelling of intimacy,and glittering eyelids of his soul’s desire.

Breathing heavily, Jungkook removed his mouth and fingers from within her, slipping his digits inside and devouring her sinful taste. 

Slowly, sitting her up, he took care of her tired body and untied his tie around her wrist. His thumb gently caressed the red marks on her wrist and his eyes flicked up to hers to see any remarks of hesitation in her eyes but what he saw was absolute pleasure and gratefulness.

Her hair looked a complete mess, eyes drenched with tears of pleasure and body limp against his chest. Without wasting a minute more, he wrapped his thick coat covering her naked body and picked her up ascending towards her room.

Y/n was exhausted. Beautifully exhausted. She had no idea about her surroundings as the billionaire carried her upstairs. Her fingers curled into the fabric of his shirt.

Upon reaching her bath, he lowered her inside the big tub.

"Ah." She gasped as the warm water made contact with her burning skin. He added a few herbal oils to soothe her burning pain that he found in her room.

"It's going to be fine, Y/n. I promise." Jungkook comforted her. She nodded as he once again tried to lower her down in the water, this time getting successful.

She immediately hissed as the balmy aqua stung her body. Her clit was swollen, womanhood aching, bottom stinging and wrists bruised. But as he said, all her tensed muscles relaxed giving her instant relief. 

Aftercare was something she always wondered  if her partner would treat her with and Y/n was more than grateful for Jungkook treating her that way. She couldn't believe this man infront of her treating her with fragility now was the same person who wrecked her hard with the mere use of his fingers and tongue. She admired how quickly he slipped off from his dominant head pace to a subtle gentleman who made sure she felt safe and comfortable.

He started rummaging through some of her stuff while she tied her hair into a bun, reeling herself from the thousands of body and mind shattering orgasms.

When he returned and poured in some more oils,  she could feel the fragrance of black orchids, juniper and freesia oils invading her senses. He also added some aloe vera gel to soothe her stings. His aftercare amazed her, making her wonder if he really hadn't been involved in such an intimate act with any other women.

"Are you fine?" He asked quietly, sitting by the edge of the tub as he played with her one loose strand of hair. He didn't mind his clothes getting dirty.

"Mhmm.." She hummed, making him smirk at her dazed state.

He wasn't a sadist, but if he would ever become one that would only be because of her insatiable masochism. But whatever their future had in store for them, he couldn't deny that he liked taking care of her. He liked protecting and pampering what was his.

And that feeling was only for her.

Her eyes roamed along the length of his body, taking in his expensive attire.

" Aren't you gonna go to work?"

Jungkook shook his head, pushing a wet strand of her hair behind her ear. 

"Meetings can wait."

"So you can fool around and ditch your work how much you want just because you are the CEO of the company?" She exhaled a short laugh.

"I utilize the power I have. The way I want." 

She scoffed. "Damn. You're such a devil."

Jungkook playfully flicked the water at Y/n, making her erupt in fits of giggles. He could swear that was the most peaceful and angelic sound he ever heard.

Y/n hesitated to ask a series of questions that channeled her mind, "Can I ask you a personal question?"

He frowned at her tentative tone, "Ofcourse angel. You don't need to ask for it." 

Angel. She would be lying if the nickname he gave her didn't bring warmth to her heart.

"Why don't you sleep with women whom you have sex with?"

Jungkook sighed. "That's too intimate. And I refrain myself from getting emotionally and mentally indulged with women."

"Then why me? Why did you sleep with me last night?"

"You're different. I don't know why. You just are." She could sense remorse in his eyes. "I have never dated nor have I ever found that perfect one. I don't believe in that. But either way the women who have had nights with me were either interested in my money or my body. The ones that weren't interested in my money couldn't keep up with my wants and desires. I have given up on the idea of relationship and love long before. And I don't think I can believe otherwise."

He had made it clear that he wasn't expecting any romance or a love relationship while being with her. She knew his words were serious and she did take it seriously. She knew her body ached for painful pleasure and not diamonds and roses. However, she didn’t know if these thoughts would change further in the future.

She could already feel herself being drawn towards this man. And it scared her to the spine.

"Did you enjoy it? Sleeping with me?"

Jungkook smiled back solemnly. "Let's just say that I slept peacefully without my sleeping tablets for the first time in ten years."

He realized that he should keep space most likely in their relationship..but he couldn't.

"Well it's almost lunch..do you want me to order you some food or you can handle yourself. That's if you can cook?"

Y/n rolled her eyes. "Please let's keep degradation and sexism in the bedroom. I already get taunted by my mom for not being a perfect lady just because I can't cook."

Jungkook's melodious laughter rang in the empty room. Her heart warmed at the feeling. As his laughter subsided, he looked at her with softness in his eyes.

"I am going to miss you, Jungkook." Her voice was gentle, bringing tranquility in the air. Jungkook let out a breath before cupping her nape. "I know , baby. I will miss you too."

His lips hovered on top of hers. All that she wanted was for him to kiss her senseless. He could see the desire in her eyes to feel his lips on hers. But he couldn't let himself go so easily.

Sighing he kissed the top of her head, making her close her eyes at the heaviness of the moment. 

"I need to go. I will pick you up at eight, okay? Look pretty for me."

She smiled while nodding. With one last kiss on her cheek, he exited the bathroom.

She took a nice one hour more, relishing the feeling of warm water on her body. Patting herself dry, she reached in for her fluffy robe. When she looked at her naked image in front of the mirror, she saw her whole different self...that she had kept from everyone. 

Growing up without parents, surviving anxiety and depression, stress of her academics, pressure of standing up to her mother's expectations , being a good daughter, a good friend, society expecting, everything..it burdened her all.

But this woman in front of the mirror was someone else. She was emotionally and physically whipped.

When she entered her bedroom, she wasted no time to snuggle herself into the thick comforters of the bed. She could inhale his fragrance, that he had left on her sheets. 

While she caressed the red marks on her wrists, she admired how beautifully they covered the stains of self harm that she practiced during the episodes of her depression.

She shook those dark days away from her memory and concentrated on the beautiful marks he had left on her body.

She was a masochist. But she was scared of getting accepted. Irony was what might have felt like an abusive kink to others, gave her pleasure. 

She loved pain. But she was scared if her affinity and fascination for masochism would be judged by the toxic and brutal mentality of the society. She was scared that she would be judged by society for having kinks being a woman. The society and their double standards sometimes reflected in the way they treated and misjudged the women. As if there were some ground rules that were already set for them in the world. And not following any of those would make a woman imperfect.

But indeed not all men are like that. Some treat women well too.

She was glad she met Jungkook. She had realized, that even though he was a dominant, he didn't treat women like doormats or sex slaves. He treated her with equality, gentleness and care. Maybe he needed his power and dominance just as much as she needed the need for someone to control her.

Maybe a relationship wasn't something they expected. But something was solid between them, they had a solid contact and they were sure of that.

Jungkook on the other hand, could hardly concentrate on his meetings. As if he had turned deaf ears to all that his employees were talking. His mind wandered to last night and today morning. He didn't sleep with anyone, but with her he couldn't resist giving away himself. He couldn’t deny that his body yearned to have her in his arms once again. He could feel the intense intimacy which existed beyond the bedroom between them and that shivered him to the core.

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