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You stood there looking at your closet. You hated these work functions, you found them pointless. Yes, you realizes that the CEO of the company is the guest of honor tonight but you had been thinking of excuses since lunch so you could stay home and watch Netflix instead. But when your mom is one of the project manager’s, you don’t exactly get that option. Your mother knew of all of your excuses. So here you stood, at your closet, hoping that something would jump out at you and you wouldn’t have to truly search in your packed closet for something to wear. You hated work functions with a passion, but you had been forced to go long before your employment at the company.

You combed your closet for what felt like hours, but looking at the clock told you that it had only been fifteen minutes. In the corner of your eye you saw something packed way in the back that looked completely new. You pushed your clothes aside and reached towards the back and pulled it free. A simple white dress with a deep neckline displayed before you. You figured this would do and it would work fine for a work function, even though you don’t remember ever buying it.

A half hour later you were in the white cocktail dress that you hoped was professional enough. It showed a little more skin than you liked but it was all you could come up with on such short notice. Since it was a little chilly you opted to go for thigh-highs and a garter belt to help keep them up. You decided to leave your hair down and just curl it and ended up doing the best makeup job you’d ever done in your life. You were shocked at the time and grabbed your clutch and your heels rushing out the door. You had requested an Uber as you descended the three flights of stairs it took to get to your apartment. You decided you would finish getting ready in the car because you were already going to be late.

It hadn’t taken long to get to the concert hall. In the car you had put on your heels and a little bit of lipstick. You thought you looked pretty good…well what you could see in your four inch pocket mirror. People were already mingling when you walked into the hall. Your mother spotted you instantly and excused yourself coming towards you. You absentmindedly tugged at the hem of your dress trying to make it a little longer.

“You.” your mother said in a clipped tone, “This is not the time to be late and to be wearing what seems to be a fancy washcloth. This is the CEO we’re meeting, not a Tinder date.”

“This is all I had. You didn’t even tell me about this until today!” You said exasperated.

Your mother’s eyes narrowed, “If you would have checked your email you would have seen the email sent out by the company. Honestly Y/N, start acting like an adult and take responsibility.”

The irritation you felt for your mother only grew. Your mother was always one to chastise you for anything and everything. Your eyes had wandered over the crowd as your mother talked, “Excuse me, I see someone calling me.“

You walked across the room over to the tallest and biggest guy there, "Tae Tae. Save me.” His eyes met yours and he laughed.

“Damn Y/N, you clean up nice.” His smile would make any girl swoon. You had your crush phase with him and you had slept together, but after that you realized they worked better as friends.

You did a mock curtsy and he laughed, “She met you at the door, huh?” He asked. You and Taehyung had known each other for quite awhile. You went to college together, only he was a analyst in another building. His incredible brain made him a solid candidate and he rose up the ranks quickly. While you went on to pile on more student debt to get a masters in accounting.

“Yup. If I end up calling you in the middle of the night to help me move a body you’ll know why.” You stepped closer giving him a hug.

Taehyung  laughed, “Let me introduce you to Su-Jin.” He motioned to a girl with long ebony hair that was drop dead gorgeous. You could tell by the way Taehyung looked at you that he was a goner.

You held out your hand and the girl took it shaking it lightly, “Are you new at the company? I don’t remember seeing you around, but in my defense it is a big company.” you laughed.

“No, I’m here with my brother.” She replied

You noticed that the two of them had eyes for each other and you knew when to walk away, “I’m going to go find me a drink. You two have fun.” you gave Taehyung a quick hug, “It was nice to meet you Su-Jin.”

“You too.” The girl smiled.

You walked away and headed straight to the open bar. Oh how you needed it. “Old Fashion please.” you watched the bartender start to pour the liquor, “Make it strong.” The bartender laughed and poured a little more of the whiskey for you.

“That’s quite a drink. I don’t think I’ve seen one woman who hasn’t ordered a martini or cosmos.” a voice said from beside you.

You looked over and you was mesmerized. His dark hair tousled and deep brown eyes. Your eyes raked over his body and god what you wouldn’t give to see what was under it. “Uh, yeah. Those aren’t going to do it for me tonight.” The bartender handed you, your drink. “Thank you.” You gave him a smile.

“So you don’t want to be here I’m assuming?” He asked, his eyes raking over your body like he was undressing you with his eyes. You watched the edge of his mouth twitch upward.

“Yeah, these aren’t really my thing. I’m a lowly accountant and my mom is a manager so I get roped into these things a lot. I would personally prefer to be at home binge watching something on Netflix.” You took a good look at him. His suit jacket was fitted just right and it showed off just how toned he was…well probably. Black suit and a black tie, simple and classy.

“What about you? You look like you’re at home in a place like this.” You motioned to his suit.

“Truthfully I hate these things, but this was one I was most definitely forced into and couldn’t get out of.” He smiled at you taking a drink from his glass. You smirked, two people who wanted to be anywhere but here and you both found yourselves at the bar. He interrupted your thoughts “You want to go explore anywhere other than this stuffy room?” He glanced at his watch before leaning in closer to you. “I think I’d like to talk to you in a place I can actually hear you. Something tells me this noise filled room doesn’t do it justice.”

You couldn’t find words so you nodded. Warmth pooled between your legs, his deep voice talking right beside your ear. That panty dropping voice. His hand went to your lower back and he downed the rest of his drink and set it on the bar top. He leaned into your ear again, “Lead the way beautiful.”

Your body flushed and you started talking before he could catch the reddening of your face and neck. His hand never left your back as you navigate the sea of people. The cooler air outside the concert hall the party was in felt nice. You hesitated for only a second to figure out where you wanted to go but the mystery man took over and he was ushering you down the long corridor. Once you had made it far enough where no one would stop them their pace decreased and his hand dropped from your back. You missed the warmth immediately.

“So, I know that you like Old Fashion’s. Also that you hate these types of functions, and that you’re an accountant. Anything else I should know.” The way he looked at you caused you to shiver.

He shrugged off his suit jacket and held it out for you to slip into. Instead of admitting the shiver wasn’t from being cold but the way he looked at you, you turned and slipped one arm in and then the other once you switched the hand you were holding your drink in. It was a little big, it hit just below mid thigh.

“Yeah you definitely look better in that than I do.” There was a hunger in his eyes that was hard to miss. You bent your head down hoping that the curtain of hair between you would hide the blush on your cheeks.

“Umm, to answer your question. I rock pretty hard at bowling.”

His laughter echoed down the hallway, it was a true genuine laugh. “Yeah well I’m pretty awesome at it and I destroy my friends every time.”

“I was the only girl on campus that could to a keg stand by myself for a full minute.”

“I can hold my breath underwater for three minutes.”

“I can manage to trip on absolutely nothing.”

This caused him to laugh out loud again and the sound made you smile, “I like you, you’re funny.”

You smiled into your glass when taking a sip, “I try. So what do you do for a living?”

His face sobered up, “Let’s not talk about that.”

You found it odd but brushed it off, “Okay, so what’s your story?”

“Next question.”

“Oh come on, really? You’re making it impossible to hold a conversation.”

He grabbed your hand and turned starting up a stairwell so you followed. It was silence between you until you reached the top. He stopped and leaned over the rail looking at the floor below. He took a deep breath before starting “To put it simply, I grew up with nothing. I learned what I was good at and made a lot of money, and now I’m something. I technically work two jobs and I definitely like one more than the other. So like most people seventy percent of the time I work at the job I tolerate and thirty percent of the time I work at the job I love.”

“And what is it exactly that you do at the job you love?”

He paused for a moment as if to truly think about what he was about to say. “I make people’s deepest desires come true.”

“So…you’re a genie?”

He laughed, “Well there are gold cuffs involved.” You were confused and your face must have shown that. He lifted the cuff of his sleeve and showed you the gold cuffs with a J engraved in them.

“J for Justice League? Oh my god the two jobs makes sense now.”

He leaned against the railing and turned to look at you, his gaze was piercing , “You’re not like most women.”

“Is that a good thing or a bad thing?” you asked slowly.

“Definitely a good thing, it’s a breath of fresh air. There is a natural sexiness to you but it’s like you don’t even know it. Did you even notice half the guys staring at you in there?” He tilted his head towards where the party was going on.

You looked down and shook your head, “No I’m pretty sure the dark lighting made you see things.”

You felt his warmth as he stepped over to you and tilted your chin up to look at him, “You are incredibly sexy and beautiful. Any man you give your attention to is very lucky.”

You felt your mouth go dry. His gaze was intense and you could see the hunger in his eyes. How he drank in the low cut of your dress. The want and the need he was conveying had your heart racing, “Are you calling yourself lucky?” you whispered huskily.

“Oh I’m very lucky.” He tucked some hair behind your ear his deep voice making your knees weak.. His hand dropped from your face and slowly ran down your throat, to your arm, and finally resting on your hip. He pulled you closer, his eyes never leaving yours other than to periodically glance down at your lips. You stood up on your toes and closed the distance between you. You grabbed the front of his shirt and he slid his hand to your neck pulling you closer. He took control of the kiss. He walked you back until you hit something cool, it was the metal railing of the balcony. You found your body conforming to his. He tugged your hair back to give more access to your neck and you moaned. You’d never been kissed like this, with such hunger. You could feel yourself starting to get wet. He left a trail of kisses that lit your whole body on fire and stopped to nip at your collar bone.

His hand left your hair and he slid his hands underneath the jacket and pulled your hips towards him. You felt his length through your dress. You gasped and he took that moment to crash his lips back onto yours. He kissed you hungrily. At some point you had dropped the glass from your hand and slid them up his chest fisting his shirt. He responded eagerly, his hands sliding from your waist to your ass and gave it a hard squeeze. The moan that escaped your mouth was loud.

You had always been reserved when it came to sex. You had a very vanilla sex life and you were okay with that. But you were losing yourself into the feeling of this mystery man’s dominance. Your body screamed for more. You broke away and looked at him. His eyes were so dark with lust and you could still feel his cock against you even though he had put a tiny bit of distance between you. God, he must be big.

“If you want to stop just say so.” He started breathlessly before you could even open your mouth.

You shook your head, “No. I was going to ask if you wanted to go somewhere a little more privacy.” Your chest rising and falling rapidly.

“Lead the way.” He gave your ass one more squeeze before dropping his hands.

You shifted a little your body craving the friction. Your panties were already soaked and all he had done was kiss you and touch you. He had stepped away and you took a minute to gather yourself. You grabbed his hand and led him down another hall. You hadn’t even made it to the next turn before he had your back against a wall his hips pressing into yours and kissing you. You had to catch your breath when he pulled back, his lips red from kissing. You were sure yours looked the same. His left hand was squeezing your hip tightly, “If you continue to sway your hips like that, next time I’ll be taking you against a wall.”

Your body shivered. You bit your lip looking up into his eyes. The look in his eyes darker than before. You were pretty sure he wasn’t joking about fucking you against a wall. You bit your lip and his hand came up to tug it from between your teeth, “Don’t do that.” He growled.

Your want for him was growing so you pushed him away and grabbed his hand and continued the maze of hallways within the huge building. You inwardly yelled in triumph when you came across the door you was looking for. ‘STAGE ACCESS" was written in huge block letters across the door. As soon as your hand was on the handle you heard his voice whisper right against your ear, “Are we giving a show beautiful.”

“Well one of us is.” You were shocked when the words left your mouth. This man was bringing out a whole different side of you that you didn’t know was there, a vixen waiting to be freed. His hand reached around you and opened the door ushering you in quickly. You only took a few steps in and then you felt him grab your arm and spin you around.

“You’re playing a dangerous game beautiful. If you continue, I’m going to end up fucking you until your legs won’t carry you.” He was walking you backwards and you felt something come into contact with your ass, but you didn’t have any time to think because he had already wrapped his hands around you sliding to your ass to your thighs and lifted you up. He set you down on a flat surface and ran his hands up your legs. He stopped abruptly his eyes burned into yours.

He slowly slid the bottom of your dress up to reveal your thigh-highs attached to the garter belt you had worn to keep them up. His moan was loud and he gripped your thighs hard and pulled you towards the edge right against his hips. His kisses harder and and passionate. You started grinding against him, his bulge pressing against your panties creating the friction you craved.

The only thing You could hear was the pounding of your own heart, your body felt like it was on fire. He was rough, yet gentle. He was dominant, yet respectful. He was everything every girl reads about in the trashy romance novels. Only he was real. You could touch him, and every time you did you would get a response. He continued to hold you in place as he started kissing down your neck. He bit rather harshly but you were surprised to find it didn’t hurt, it felt amazing. Your hands went to his hair, tugging it as he sucked over the spot.

“Do you know how incredibly sexy these are?” He ran his hand lower, running his thumb under one of the straps attached to the belt.

“Sexy and practical. Duly noted.” You breathed out.

“I’m resisting every urge to tear them from your body, but I like it. I think I’ll let them stay.” He was already to the low V neckline of your dress before he finished. His hands came up to palm your breasts over the fabric. He would kiss the exposed rounded flesh that peeked from behind. You felt his cock twitch in his pants against your panties and you moaned.

He took that as incentive to pull his jacket off of you so he could push the fabric of your dress aside exposing your right breast. You could feel his hot breath over your nipple before his lips covered it and sucked gently. Your back arched and you tugged his hair harder, “Holy shit.” You breathed out. He continued to suck on your right breast while exposing and massaging the other.

When he gently scraped his teeth across it your head fell back begging him not to stop. No one had ever sucked your nipples and frankly you were pissed you had missed out on something so pleasurable. He switched between each one never lingering on one for two long.

He ran his hand up your body and placed his hand on the back of your neck forcing you to look at him. He looked ravenous and you felt your panties significantly dampen. “If it sucking your tits gets that kind of reaction, I’m about to take you to another world.” He kissed your lips and tugged on your bottom lip with his teeth before pulling away fully and dropping below your line of site.

Your body was forcefully tugged to the edge and your legs pulled wide open. Your panties were pulled aside and you felt his finger run up and down your slit.

“You’re so wet.” The lust dripped from his voice, “I can’t wait to taste you.”

His tongue followed the path of his fingers and flattened when it came across your clit. You spewed profanities and your hand tangled itself back in his hair. You felt him blow against your slit and it caused a surge of pleasure. You didn’t know that was even possible. He replaced his tongue with his fingers and started running them back and forth over your slit. He never attempted to make contact with your clit again and it was driving you crazy.

“Please.” You found yourself begging.

“What do you want beautiful?” His rough voice sounded from out of your line of sight.

“Do it again.” You were pulling his hair hoping to bring his face back to your pussy.

“Tell me.” He sounded demanding and you felt yourself shiver.

“I want you to lick my pussy and suck my-” You weren’t able to finish because he slipped a finger inside of you and his mouth covered your clit and sucked hard. You fell apart at his fingers and your body shook with pleasure and you heard your voice echo around you as you came down from ecstasy. No one had ever made you come like that, truthfully no one had ever made you come at all. Your nameless man was causing you to come apart at the seams. Even after your orgasm he didn’t stop. Every part of you was extremely sensitive but he did it just right to where it was pleasurable.

After a few more moments he pulled his finger from inside you and you whimpered missing the feeling of his finger inside of you already. Your body was still  convulsing every now and then but you felt your need rise again as he stood and you saw him with pants unzipped and his dick in hand stroking himself and licking your juices off of his other hand. You didn’t know where the confidence came from but you sat up a little more and grabbed his free hand and pulled it slowly to your mouth and sucking on his finger. You tasted yourself. You tasted bitter but it wasn’t bad, He added a second finger to your mouth and you sucked and licked at it eagerly.

His eyes were closed and his strokes becoming faster, “I want to taste you.”

Your voice was low and barely heard but he stopped and his eyes opened and looked at you. The blaze he had set in you rose and you pushed yourself up fully before sliding yourself off the top of the object you had been laid across. He helped you make sure you wouldn’t fall and you dropped to your knees. It seemed even bigger now that you were so close. You knew you wouldn’t be able to fit all of it, but you were going to try. Your fingers wrapped around him and you ran your tongue along the head.

“Jesus!” He hissed in pleasure. His fingers threaded into your hair. He let you go at your own pace and you teased him by going dangerously slow. “You’re playing with fire Beautiful.” he struggled to get the words out.

You took the opportunity to take him as deep as you could go. You felt your gag reflex trigger but you pushed through and was only able to get him about three-fourths of the way in. He pulled your hair and you knew in any other setting it would hurt like hell, but all it did was make you want to keep going. It fueled your desire to please him and you felt yourself getting turned on again. You started bobbing your head up and down but would pull back to catch a full breath and stroke him as you did. You went back in to fill your mouth again and took him as deep into your throat as you could again. Both of his hands ended up in your hair and you felt him start to move his hips and took control of the rhythm. He gave you ample time to pull away or deny him but you never did. Soon he was fucking your mouth and you were enjoying every minute of it. He would moan and let out a string of curses. You tasted the precum and knew he was getting close. Your fingers had found their way between your legs rubbing your clit.

The man dropped his eyes down to watch his cock disappear into your mouth over and over, but this time was different. This time he saw your hand between your legs and you were looking up at him. You were wondering if he almost came because a surge of precum caused you to swallow. He growled primitively and grabbed your arms pulling you up. His lips crashed onto yours roughly, his need seeping into every kiss.

He pulled back “This is your last chance to stop this Beautiful.” You looked up at him and he searched your eyes for anything indicating you didn’t want this. When your fingers wrapped around his cock and started to stroke him he took that as a full blown invitation.

You were spun around and the zipper on the back of your dress was pulled down causing your dress to pool at your feet. He put his hands between your shoulder blades and pushed you over to where you were chest down against an equipment trunk. His hand ran down your back, over your garter belt, and grabbed your ass. “These need to go,” he tugged at your panties and you heard a ripping noise. He slid over to the garter belt straps, “But these can stay.” He palmed your ass and slapped it. It shocked you but a moan escaped you. You wanted more and it was as if he read your mind because his hand came down against your ass again. He pressed himself against you and you felt his cock right against your entrance and you grinded against him. He leaned over you, pressing his chest against you. “If at any point you want to stop you tell me. Got it?” You nodded at his request. His hand came down against your ass, “I said got it?”

“Got it.” it came out as a moan.

You heard rustling and you looked back over your shoulder to see him undoing his tie and lifting it over his head. “Hands.” He demanded. You put your hands behind your back and he placed his tie around them and closed it back around your wrists. He tested the tightness. You felt your body be pulled up by your hands from the tie. He pulled you against his chest, “Remember, if you want to stop you tell me.”

You nodded, “Yes.”

He grabbed his cock and ran the head of it against your folds, “Jesus, you’re fucking drenched. Do you like being tied up.”

You found yourself nodding, you could definitely get used to the idea. He grabbed your right leg and had you lay it on the trunk giving full access. He ran the head of his cock along your folds again. He grabbed your ass as he slid into you. You gasped at the feeling, your back arching.

“Goddamn you’re so tight.” He slowly slid himself until he was flesh against you. He grabbed your hip when you tried to start moving. He needed a minute to gather himself or he was going to come right then. “Do you like it rough?”

You weren’t completely sure. You knew that your previous partners had never been that way and you had always wanted them to be a bit more aggressive. So you took a chance, “Yes, but ease into it.”

He started moving slowly and you gasped. It still felt like your insides would rip, but you knew you would get used to his size in a few moments. His hands were at your breast rolling the bud of your nipple between his fingers. You could feel his breath against your neck. He started to pick up pace. He moved your hair from your shoulder and bit it before kissing it, “Enjoy the ride.” He placed his hand between your shoulder blades and slowly pushed you down where your chest was flat against the surface.

You heard the crack of hand against skin followed by immense pleasure. You could definitely get into ass slapping during sex. “More.” You moaned.

He gripped your ass hard before pulling back and giving your ass another smack. He started going harder and you could hear his ragged breath. His hand pushed you harder into the surface between your shoulder blades. You wanted to grip at the sides of the surface because the pleasure was so much but with your hands tied behind your back and with him holding the tie in one hand all you could do was start to lose control.

The sound of doors slamming shut caused them both to freeze even though your body screamed at you to keep moving against him.

“This is our new theater that was built just last year.” A voice echoed through the theater, but you could hear it was from the seating facing the theater. As long as they stayed in the middle of the rows they would never see you off into the wing with you being pounded against production equipment trunks.

You felt yourself get pulled up so you were against his chest. He never made a move to pull out of you. Instead his hand closed over your mouth, “Try not to get too loud.” He started fucking you slowly. You were terrified but the thrill was intoxicating. The people were still talking about the new theater when his other hand started roughly pinching your nipple and you moaned against his hand. “Shhhh, Beautiful.”

Your eyes almost rolled into the back of your head when he continued. The pleasure you felt before was magnified by ten it felt like. You could feel how rigid his cock was inside of you, meaning that he was enjoying this as much as you were. You wanted him to go harder, “Harder.” You quietly muffled against his hand. You thought you heard him growl when he stopped moving as fast but was taking each stroke to pound you even harder. You felt yourself bite his finger trying to keep quiet.

He hissed in pain, “You like that?” he growled outside your ear.

You nodded. You felt his hand slide between your legs and rub against your clit. Your legs almost gave way at the blinding pleasure it gave you. You heard him chuckle roughly before doing it again. You knew if he continued that you would end up coming while the other people were in here. The guy opted for fast instead of hard and started rubbing your clit. You heard the doors slam again and he dropped his hand from your mouth and pushed you down so you were flat against the surface. He started slamming into you hard and quick but never stopped rubbing your clit.

You were making noises you didn’t even know you could make. “Oh god. Yes. Harder.” When you didn’t think he could go any harder he pushed just a little more. He slapped your ass.

“You like that?.” His voice was loud and unreserved. “Take my cock. Take it all.”

It was almost as if you were crying, “Fuck. Yes! Oh god!” You fell apart and you started to shake. Your leg gave out but he scooped you up and held you against him as he continued to fuck you.

“I’m close. Fuck.” He buried his face in your neck, “Where do you want me to come?”

You hadn’t thought about that, but in your delirious post orgasm state you were able to form words, “Ass. Come on my ass.”

His animalistic noise almost made you come again as he laid you back on the trunk and started pounding hard and fast. When he pulled out you almost wanted to cry at the loss of him inside of you. He moaned and you could hear him furiously jacking off. You felt the warmth on your  lower back and part of your ass. You felt his body slump against you after gently pulling your leg from the top of the trunk. You knew you were going to be sore as fuck and you would be lucky if you could even walk after this.

After a few moments he pushed himself off of you and took a step back. He helped you stand up and he undid his tie from your hands. You rubbed your wrists when they were free and brought them around the front of you. You could see the pink lines around your wrists where they had rubbed against the fabric. You turned around to look at him and he look disheveled but what would probably be seen as a post orgasm high.

“Are you okay?” He seemed concerned that maybe he had gone too far.

You quickly squashed that, “That was the best sex of my entire life. I’m fine. I may not be able to walk tomorrow, or even tonight. But I’m definitely okay.”

He nodded with a grin, “It was pretty amazing.” He pulled his pants up that apparently he had dropped at some point during your sexcapade. You watched as he started getting dressed and putting his tie back on. Once he was done he bent down to retrieve your dress from the floor.

He helped zip it back up and he bent down grabbing your torn underwear, “Could I ask for a souvenir?” He had a devilish smile and you couldn’t help but smile back.

“Only if I can have one of my own.” He smirked but nodded. He pulled the tie from around his neck and put it over your head and let it hang around your neck. He pulled your hair from underneath it so it rested on top of it.

He glanced at his watch and his brows furrowed and his mouth went into a thin line. He looked up at you and he had regret on his face and it caused your stomach to sink. “I’m really sorry to do this, because I never actually do this. But I really have to go, it will make sense in time but…” he trailed off and pulled out his wallet. You were about to go off thinking he was about to give you money like you were some hooker. Instead you saw he pulled out a card and handed it to you, “If this is something you’re into I’d like to help.” You took the card and he gave you a lingering kiss before pulling away. “It was nice to meet you Beautiful.” He grabbed his jacket that was thrown to the side and walked out the door.

You stood dumbfounded at the quick departure. After a moment you looked at the card he had given you.

Jeon Jungkook The Mansion Sex Club Dominant/Owner

You now knew why he had departed so quickly, he was due to speak because he was the CEO of the company, “Fuck!” you whispered to yourself.