November 3, 2019

"Honey, you really shouldn't!" Namjoon growled low and swallowed loudly, slurping saliva as his eyes squinted and he forced himself to stay still.

"What shouldn't I do?" Ari asked confused, looking back between her legs, her ass rising even higher as she did the yoga dog pose, or at least that's what she thought the pose was called.

The leggings stretched dangerously over her ass and her breasts almost popped out of the neckline of her sports bra. Namjoon swallowed again, his eyes glinting lustfully as he stared at her ass and slightly parted legs.

"You're supposed to warm up, baby, and this....this is.." Namjoon was breathing heavily, his palms sweaty and he nervously wiped them on his gray sweatpants. "Am I not doing just that?" Ari blinked still looking at him, upside down.

"Something's definitely heating up..." Namjoon gritted out, watching as she first lay on her stomach, then rolled onto her back and with her shoulders pressed to the mat, she bent her knees, spread them for support, and lifted her bottom high, keeping her arms outstretched and pressed to the ground.

"Aren't you going to warm up?" Ari asked, moaning as she tried to hold the pose despite her numb thighs. "Oooh, I'm already hot, baby, I'm on fire..." Namjoon moaned and looked down at his pants, which were seriously stretching from his horny cock.

He looked around and his eyes angrily locked on the two guards who were staring at Ari without even blinking, licking themselves like hungry dogs. "Out!" Namjoon roared jealously and both men jumped out of the lounge in shock.

"Namjoon?" Ari relaxed and pushed himself up onto her elbows, blinking at him in surprise. "You..." he turned to her with twinkling eyes. His eyes settled on her still spread legs and Namjoon slowly walked towards her, removing his t-shirt.

"What are you doing Namjoon?" she swallowed her sudden drool, feeling a hot wave of arousal rise low in her stomach. His menacing approach, his angry flashing eyes, the quivering of his abs, his jangling jaw. God help her, Kim Namjoon was a sex God and he was hers!

"I told you not to!" the jealousy was still clear in his voice. "But no, you had to show them everything that belonged to me!" his deep thick voice rasped and Ari gasped, feeling the wetness between her legs soak into her underwear and leggings.

"I don't know what you mean!" Ari protested, fully aware that she was only adding to his anger, of course she knew what he was talking about even though she had no original intention of doing so. She just hadn't thought...

"So you don't know, do you, honey?" he towered over her, arms crossed, glaring at her, gritting his teeth, bare-chested, legs slightly apart, and oh my god, so turned on he couldn't do anything to hide it.

"No..." Ari gasped, looking at him with her big wet doe eyes that couldn't fool him at all. The woman at his feet was so aroused that the wet spot between her legs was visible from miles away.

Namjoon smirked. Only Hyun Ari was capable of being aroused by his anger and jealousy. How much more adorable and cute could she be?

And how much sexier? Namjoon growled and dropped to his knees between her legs, supporting himself on his hands. "You love teasing me, don't you, baby?" Namjoon asked and she nodded, licking her lips. "And then you think you're not brave?" he asked again and she shook her head, pouting slightly.

"You know I'm rather angry right now?" Ari looked down at his horny cock, then back to his eyes and nodded again. "And you know this is going to be painful?" Namjoon added and she nodded breathlessly.

Namjoon smirked. "Shout, baby, scream as loud as you want! There's no one here to hear us!" Namjoon growled and leaned down, kissing her wildly and roughly. Ari moaned and rose against him, responding wildly to his kisses. Namjoon wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted her to a sitting position, removing her sports bra.

She lay back on her back and Namjoon moved to her neck, biting and sucking until dozens of crimson marks were left on her tender skin, each one stamped and sealed by her moans.

Namjoon eagerly removed her leggings and underwear, then the rest of his clothes, tossing them aside. His teeth tugged at one of her nipples and Ari hissed at the slight pain, thrashing noisily on the carpet as she arched her back pleadingly.

His fingers wrapped around her neck and squeezed lightly, suffocating her without hurting her, Ari gripped his wrist, burying her fingers in his hair. Namjoon smirked against her nipple and then moved to the other, teasing it with his tongue and teeth before sucking hard on it.

His other hand slid up her thigh and wrapped it around her waist, slapping it loudly. His hand pressed against her hip, her body shaking with over-arousal, her moans mixed with growls.

Namjoon squeezed her neck a little more, making her gasp, Ari freaking out at the next slap on her side, her body rising high and her stomach pressed against his chest. "Fuck me, Namjoon!" Ari moaned breathlessly and tried to pull him up.

"Not so fast, baby..." he licked a sensitive spot just below her breast before moving to her throbbing stomach. His fingers slid sensually between her legs, teasing her high inner thigh before attacking the wet pulsing folds at the entrance of her pussy.

"Please!" Ari screamed and shuddered as he slid two fingers into her, teasing her unnervingly slowly. "You're so wet and ready for me, baby!" Namjoon whispered and sucked hard low on her stomach driving her even more crazy.

"Namjoon!" Ari moaned breathlessly, tearing at his back and shoulders. Namjoon gritted his teeth, feeling the sticky blood under her fingers, she let out a loud scream and he sucked her belly again, leaving another scar as he fingered her without stopping to choke her.

Ari became a screaming, moaning, thrashing mess. Her moans and cries were hoarse with each tightening of his fingers around her neck. Her insides were burning, craving more than just his fingers. Her body responded to each new bluish-red mark from his teeth and suction.

Namjoon had promised her pain and he was keeping his promise. Every touch was torture, every entry of his fingers absolute punishment, every movement of her entrance, sending her deeper and deeper into hell.

And suddenly it was over. Namjoon jerked back, looking at her panting, flushed with overexcitement, craving his body. He smirked, grabbing her by the waist and effortlessly lifting her up and turning her over, lifting her to all fours.

Ari glared at him angrily over her shoulder. Namjoon leaned over her running his tongue up her spine. She threw her head back and he wrapped her hair around his wrist, pulling hard until she started growling breathlessly.

His teeth dug into the crook of her shoulder, his hand sticking to her ass, making her jump with a moan. Second stroke, his cock rubbed against her thigh and Ari bucked her hips, rubbing her ass against his abs.

Another slapping, painfully passionate cry ripped from her chest, he tugged at her hair a little more and stood up with an arrogantly satisfied smile and sparkling eyes.

Namjoon gripped her hip hard, eliciting another painful moan. "Are you ready,baby?" Namjoon snarled and without waiting for a response, he penetrated mercilessly deep, stretching the wet velvet of her pussy. "Shit, Namjoon!" Ari screamed and her back arched, pressing her ass against his hips.

One push and she screamed again, squirting the carpet and their thighs. "Bad girl!" Namjoon hissed and slapped her hard again. Ari screamed and tensed, still riding the wave of her orgasm.

He thrust again, his fingers digging into her hips, his hand pulling hard on her neck, pulling her head back. "More!" Ari cried pleadingly. Namjoon gritted his teeth and pushed himself relentlessly again.

"More, more, more..." her body shook again and Namjoon leaned down, kissing her back, teasing her with his tongue, moving his hips, my cock coming in and out, the wet sounds of his thrusts getting louder.

His breathing became faster and faster, her pussy tightened more and more and sucked him hard. Blinded by desire, Ari began to meet his thrusts, moving back and forth in slight swirls each time his hips met hers.

His cock quivered expectantly as he felt another wave of shivers and Namjoon let out a loud moan, hitting her again and squeezing her ass hard. She reared up and her back bumped into his chest. Namjoon pressed against her stomach, penetrating faster and faster. His lips trailed along her jawline and she turned her head to meet his lips.

Their tongues tangling hungrily, Namjoon let go of her hair only to squeeze her throat again. Her ass pounding furiously against his hips, Namjoon growled into her lips and pressed even harder, driving his cock almost to the end of her core. She screamed and came again, Namjoon thrusting a few more times before coming painfully deep.

The two slumped heavily on the carpet. Namjoon pulled her close and pressed her back against his chest, wrapping an arm around her waist protectively. "I have to come up with a new punishment for you.." he murmured into her neck and Ari giggled breathlessly.

Her hand slid over his and she entwined their fingers. Namjoon rubbed his nose against her shoulder and propped himself up on his palm, looking down at her. "You really know how to drive me crazy, baby, too well" he leaned down and pecked her lips.

"Is it that bad?" she sighed and snuggled even closer, seeking his warmth. "Honestly, I'll never get tired of it" she looked at him and her eyebrows shot up. "Until you find someone else who will drive you more crazy than me" Ari teased and Namjoon pouted slightly.

"There'll never be another one, baby." he assured her and she rolled her eyes wryly. Namjoon tightened his grip around her waist. "Don't roll your eyes at me, baby, you won't take another punishment!" he growled and bit the corner of her lip. "You think so!" she huffed and Namjoon laughed.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you, my little one, but you're going to have to put up with me for the rest of your life. And not just me" he teased and she smirked. "Boys aren't that hard to put up with, Namjoon." Ari grinned.

"Who's talking about the boys. I hadn't thought of them at all." he turned her onto her back and lightly covered her, entwining their legs. "I'm talking about us, about Izeul, about our children" he gently tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and pecked her lips again. "You don't think I'll let you leave me, do you?" his voice was gentle and filled with so much warmth.

She blinked startled and blushed profusely. "You...thinking about...children with me?" Ari deadpanned and Namjoon tilted his head slightly. "Of course I do." he frowned slightly. "Don't you want..." she cut him off with a kiss. "I was just surprised you even thought about it." Ari reassured him and Namjoon relaxed, leaning in to kiss her shoulder.

"I may be a big bad mobster but I'm actually perfect husband and father material, baby" Namjoon smirked and Ari wrinkled her nose. "I don't know...maybe" she teased back and Namjoon growled, biting her neck. "You really like teasing me!" Ari laughed, kissing his pouty lips.