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  Her smile grew wider, a slight roll of her eyes as she acknowledged his statement, âYouâre right. I donât know how I forgot. But I wonât be forgetting, I promise.â In honesty she knew full well who he was, and she didnât expect him to act any differently. Besides, there was a part of her that enjoyed the fact that he was less of an ass to her, above other people. He only chose to have select few people really be in his life, and it made her feel special. Of course the way his voice sounded in her ear, and the way he held her in such a risque fashion also made her feel specialâ if not more special. And it wasnât like she was doing anything to deter his advancementsâ with the way her body pressed into his, she was clearly encouraging him.  There was a small laugh at his joke, though she wasnât entirely sure if it WAS a joke. âIf you want to be a real painâ youâre going to have to get rough. Iâve had a lot of practiceâ and your dick isnât that big in comparison to some,â she replied with a wink. It wasnât to say he wasnât big, because he was.  Enough so that if she werenât so skilled with her body she probably wouldnât have been able to fully give him head. It was all playful banter, enough to keep the mood rising. (( His ego was too large to be damaged by a slight comment anyway. ))
  She took note of the change in his breathing, finding that her teasing had come across just as clear as his had. Of course, hers was more innocent, less daring, but she couldnât just stick her hand down his pants as easily as he could slide a hand in her dressâ which was unfair. Which was why she was reacting much more strongly than he was. The blush was hard to disguise, and at this point heâd had to have noticed. Which meant he knew what he was doing was working, whether sheâd deny it or not. Giving his shoulder a squeeze, she narrowed her eyes at him, âYouâre not playing fair, Bokyung. Iâm drunk and Iâm not wearing pantiesâ Iâd like anything you did to me right now.â Her admittance hadnât meant to come out as such, rather to say that the physical reaction was natural. She was sensitive, her body buzzing with excitement from the numerous drinks sheâd thrown back. His touch was merely a catalyst that would throw her senses into overdrive.Â
  She hated the way he laughed at her, knowing how desperate she was coming across despite any attempts to stop it. He was too smug, and it did bring a slight genuine irritation to her, though she supposed that was part of his charm. He furthered his teasing, which brought a huff of frustration. Had he not leaned in to remind her they could leave now, she probably wouldâve said something about it. Her body shifted, almost as if urging him to move his fingers closer, the tips her fingers lightly digging into the back of his neck. Of course, like all the times before, he pulled his hand away, causing a barely audible groan to rumble in her throat. âBokyungââ she whined against his neck, looking up at him as he returned to his upright position. She could play his game, tell him she wanted a drink, make him wait longer to prove she wasnât as eager as she actually wasâ but at this point she didnât care. âTake me home.âÂ
Bokyung saw the roll of her eyes at his comment, but he didnât blame her it was probably most peopleâs. Matched with her smile though he knew it didnât mean much. â And if you do forget, Iâll end up doing something to make you remember.â It was the truth, he wasnât ever really going to stop doing things that others considered assholeish, so there was a fair chance of him doing one of those things to Chanmi. Whether itâd be on accident or on purpose was still unknown. Her reply made a deep chuckle come from Bokyung, the comment referring to how heâd have to have sex and the one calling his dick smaller being the source. Normally an ego might be hurt at the last comment, but he knew very well that his dick wasnât small. The only reason sheâd referred to it being smaller than she was used was the fact her ex had around of eleven inches on him. Though he had heard recently that heâd gotten a reduction, a really shame in Boâs opinion,but his cock his choices he supposed, leaving him much closer to Bokyungâs length. As for the other dicks Chanmi has experienced he couldnât really say anything to, only Chanmi and them ( probably the other escorts and people they fucked) knew her clientâs sizes and he was sure they varied leaving some smaller and some bigger. â Chanmi, rough is my favorite kind of sex, Iâm sure I could be a pain no matter the cock size youâre used to.â Bokyung smiled down at her, giving her a wink back. Bokyung was confident of his skills in bed. Heâd had sex with many people and he rarely would leave anyone unsatisfied. There were a few, of course, from his earlier days when he was learning what worked and what didnât work, but other than that his track record was great.
While he didnât like to be teased, well not too much, Bokyung wished the girl would have done more to him, but in a wedding and with her protest before about doing something it looked like heâd have to wait. With her reactions though he knew he wouldnât have to wait long, and how Chanmi was narrowing her eyes and squeezing him she knew that she he wasnât going to wait that long too. His eyebrow raised at the word anything, he bite his lip thinking about it. It was just a word really, but in the sexual context it was much more. It was more submissive, which he was always something he enjoyed, and the idea of doing anything to Chanmi was an enticing thought. â Â Fair? When have you ever known me to play fair?â He questioned, his voice laced with light offense at the idea he would play fair. Bokyung smirked, thinking of what he could do next his options were many. He could take it to the next level and really start something on the dance floor,or he could keep on teasing her until they made their way out. Bokyung scanned Chanmi, his eyes stopping on his favorite part of her. As he looked at her lips he decided what he would do, heâd kiss her. Â It was the more pg route he could take, but heâd never done it before and he wanted to try it. After all with his hand near her thigh sheâd probably think heâd go for the explicit action. A kiss was unexpected, and Bokyung loved to be unexpected. Â â Anything?â He whispered, leaning down closer, only inches away from her lips. â So I could do th-â His sentence was cut off by the meeting of their lips, he pushed his against hers harshly. It may have been a kiss, but he wasnât going to be soft, he wanted her to feel more passion, hunger- everything to keep her mind on what he wanted to do with her . Â As his lips pressed against hers, his hands began to move position the one thatâd been supporting her waist traveled up her back and rest behind her neck.The other moved on her waist, taking the job of supporting her and making the whole position a bit more comfortable. Bokyung pulled away from the kiss, eyes immediately trying to read Chanmiâs reaction. â would you like it?â Bokyung finished his original sentence.
A desperate Chanmi wasnât something that Bokyung had seen before, heâd imagined it sure, but it was a sight that was new to him. Part of him wanted to laugh once again at the eagerness and desperation, but instead he smirked. She was so needy for something to happen, for him to touch her, for him to do something and he had to admit it was a turn on. From her frustration at his teasing to the digging of her nails in his neck. They were all working in her favor, making him just as eager to leave with her, enough to let up his teasing and give in to her request. Â â Alright, baby letâs go home.â Bokyung said not even caring that the song wasnât over, he didnât need to wait any longer, they already had the drive home to deal with. His hands dropped from Chanmiâs body, something he was sure that she wouldnât like, but quickly moved to wrap an arm around her waist again. he knew sheâd need help walking or else her stumbling would take then awhile to get out of the venue. â I hope you donât have anything at the table because weâre not going back.â He informed her before leading her to the door, and out towards his car.












