A/N- DISCLAIMER: Hi everyone ♥️ I know this chapter may seem like just a smut chapter but it's actually filled with lots of clues, Easter eggs and key information for future chapters! This book still has 19 chapters to go! So don't miss out! I also understand that some of the content might make you guys feel uneasy and I apologize for that but it is key to this storyline and to help clearly convey the character's positions in the story. Lots of love!✨ please enjoy x 

Taehyung wanted to go somewhere more private.

Taking her hand, he led Des upstairs to the room, which looked like any other plain motel room — a bed, a dresser, slightly chipped paint on the walls. 

The only redeeming quality of the space was the view of twinkling blue sea through one plain glass window.

"Are you sure you're ok with this? I just didn't want to have our first time since you're back, be a cramped fucking session in the back of my car..." 

Taehyung rubbed the back of his neck feeling a little embarrassed. 

"Don't be silly, its fine....as long as I'm with you." She sauntered into his arms and nibbled at his chin, his ear, touching his face with her fingertips.

Unable to bear waiting any longer, Des pushed him back on the creaky, soft bed. Taehyung propped himself onto his elbows smirking up at her as her fingers busied themselves with the strings of his surfing shorts.

"How long has it been?" Des asked with a flicker of a grin.

"Too damn long.." His smirk widened as his skin grew hot under her delicate touch.

Taehyung knew what she was asking, and it wasn't how long it had been since he'd last seen her. 

He thought back to his last dalliance with Nathalie, if you could even call it that.

Ten minutes of undignified humping in a dark bedroom while Mr. Suleman waited behind a curtain to make sure that he came inside her when he finished. 

"It's been a little while," he said as calmly as he could. Blinking the sting away as his eyes watered a little in disgust. 

Before this awkward situation was forced between him and Nathalie, Taehyung had never had any serious girlfriends. 

Hookups were more common, a night or maybe a weekend. Only with girls who wanted to be with him purely for his looks and understood the deal.

Not Desiree. It was never like that with her and that's why he couldn't give her up.

He realised, now as he had Desiree in his arms again, her lush curves and her soft skin, her beautiful hair.

"I really want to be with you." he said, stroking her hair softly.

"I want to be with you too, Tae."

Taehyung's sad heart smiled and his dark spirits lifted. 

How could he ever live without her?

"I love you...." Desiree smiled, feeling happier than ever.

Taehyung felt her slip down the bed to unfasten his shorts, easing his briefs over his hips, and brushing teasingly against the length of his cock with her palm before taking him in her mouth. 

He sighed, eyes shut, thinking about how unbelievably good it felt. 

Grunting softly, he whispered, "You feel so good, baby."

Desiree gave a throaty moan in response, then rolled her mouth from his girthy base, up to his sumptuous tip. Then she whispered to him, 

"Look at me..."

He looked down and saw that she had her eyes open, her dazzling hazel orbs hypnotically locked on his. 

As she opened her mouth and hollowed her cheeks, Taehyung mewled loudly, feeling her surround him with her warmth again, this time sliding all the way down until he bottomed out, legs tensing as he felt himself touch the back of her throat. 

Without warning, a strange thought crossed his mind for a split second.

What if some other guy had asked for that? — had he said "I want you to look at me when you do it "— 

Taehyung shook his head in denial. 

No. 

Maybe she'd just seen it in a movie, or read it in some magazine or something...

Perhaps during all this time away, she'd been a good girl.... done some research on more ways to turn him on? 

Right?

 Desiree's expression turned from passionate and enthusiastic to confused as she felt Taehyung start to soften.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"Shh," Taehyung said, pulling her up so they were face-to-face again, "It's nothing..."

Instead, his hands slid between her legs, positioning fingers and thumb the way he remembered that she'd always liked. 

Yes. 

He.

Knew what she liked. 

They'd figured it out together, all her favourite spots and how to make her cum...

Taehyung nuzzled against Desiree, feeling needy. His lips on her neck, nibbling and kissing his way up to her earlobe, where she'd always been ticklish. 

"Ooh!" she purred in a helpless, whisper. 

He smiled and kept going.

"Ooh! Oh, oh my God, Tae!" She sighed, as he worked his fingers against her slick seam. 

Desiree lost herself inside her own pleasure. And Taehyung watched her with delight as she squeezed her eyes shut and clamped her trembling thighs against his wrist.

She snapped her hips up, once, twice, three times before she froze with overwhelming pleasure. All the muscles in her thighs, belly and butt were tense and quivering as he enjoyed the tight wetness of her contracting against his fingers.

Before she could recover, Taehyung rolled Des onto her back and his mind swam in anticipation of slipping inside her.  She opened her legs wider, pulling him down to welcome him.

"Oh, wait. I just need to grab a condom.." He whispered. 

Taehyung reached for the back pocket of his discarded shorts and ripped open a Trojan. 

Desiree watched, frowning. 

"Tell me you didn't start just walking around with those in your back pocket all the time just in case you happen to get lucky? Is that what you've been doing while I was gone?" she said.

"No!" Taehyung whined.

"Then why? You never needed those with me before.." He could see the hurt in her eyes. He knew what she was thinking.

"Have you been with someone else, Tae?" Her full lips trembled in trepidation as her warm, naked body pulsed beneath him.

"No, Des. I....I just want us to be careful. Now that you're in school and all, I don't want anything to happen that might jeopardise your future. You've got a great thing going.."

He kissed her, pleased that she was jealous and thinking, that he would tell her anything she wanted to hear, just as long as it wasn't the truth. Anything was better than that.

"I'm so proud of you." He kissed her gently and feeling her relax a little at this, he finally, sunk himself slowly inside her. 

The sharp pain Des had once endured at the start of their relationship, was now a distant memory. And nothing, absolutely nothing in this world, felt as good as the sensation of Taehyung slowly sliding into her. Every delicious inch of him, filling her up to the brim with pleasure.

After the first thrust Taehyung had to hold still, knowing that if he kept moving, if he gave himself up to the exquisite tightness of her sweet heat, he would explode. 

He wanted her to come at least once more, with him. They hadn't seen each other in such a long while and he didn't want to finish before she'd had a chance to really get started.

Des gasped and shut her eyes, then neither of them spoke as their bodies found a sensuous rhythm. She had one hand on his shoulder, the other slowly stroking his back, from the nape of his neck to the base of his spine.

"You feel so good," she whimpered...

He reached down and lovingly stroked her cheek, then her hair. 

"Oh, God," she whispered, "I missed this so much!" Des swivelling her hips in a way she knew would send him right over the edge.

Until Taehyung couldn't hold back any longer!

He drove himself, deeper and harder into the maddening clutch of her sex. 

Desiree moaned, her hands locked onto his shoulders, her breath against his face, her voice in his ear, urging him on.

"Ohhh! Right there, Tae!" 

He gasped as she put her lips against his ear, "Don't fucking stop!" she chanted his name over and over, chasing her breaking point.

 When Taehyung looked down, sweat pouring into his eyes and saw that she still had her panties hooked around one ankle and the crumpled condom wrapper on the bed. It hurt him a little to know that Des deserved more than this. 

She deserved more than getting fucked like a whore in the shadow of an austere and empty, cheap hotel room.

The young girl, so caught up in her own ecstasy and oblivious to all else, failed to notice the lonely tears that fell silently from Taehyung's eyes as he came. 

As soon as they were done, Desiree rolled happily into his arms, curling herself against his chest.

A lovely, after-sex glow spread from her rosy, freckled cheeks and lit up her eyes. Taehyung's body tingled, feeling as though every inch of his skin could be touching hers and still, it wouldn't be close enough!

"I know I said this a million times already but I really missed you!" Des giggled, lightly. 

With her tiny hands balled into fists, she playfully punched at his chest, as if to say that it was his fault they'd been apart.

"Don't ever make me miss you like that again."

"I won't, babygirl...I promise."

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