Jake ditched the blazer hours ago. His white uniform shirt had the top three buttons undone, the collar loose, his necktie hanging like an afterthought. The sleeves were rolled to his forearms, and every time he reached for a piece, the muscles shifted beneath his honey skin. Veins traced along the backs of his hands, prominent against pink knuckles. His fingers were long, bony, nails trimmed neatly as always. When Jake moved a knight forward, his jaw clenched—a sharp angle that flexed as he realized he'd walked into your trap.

He ran his fingers through his hair again, the dark strands falling messy and soft across his forehead. A bead of sweat gathered at his temple despite the cool air from the air conditioner.

"Your move," he said, voice low and distracted.

Winning wasn't your goal anymore. The ache between your legs had been building since he'd unbuttoned that shirt. Your panties were soaked through—you could feel the wet fabric clinging to you with every small shift of your hips. You wanted to ruin him.

You wanted him to ruin you. Now.

You stood. Jake's eyes followed you, confused, his hand still resting on his rook. Without breaking eye contact, you slipped your hands beneath your skirt, hooked your fingers into the waistband of your black panties, and tugged them down. The fabric peeled away from your wet center with a soft, obscene sound. You balled them up and tossed them directly at his face.

Jake caught them on reflex, one hand snapping up. The soaked fabric dangled from his fingers. His eyes went wide, cheeks flushing pink.

"W-what are you doing?" His voice cracked. Another bead of sweat rolled down his temple.

"Isn't it obvious?" You planted your foot on the edge of the chessboard and kicked. Pieces scattered, clattering against each other, the carpet muffling the sound. "I'm going to fuck you. So unzip your pants now before I ruin them."

"But my brother could come anytime soon—"

You dropped to your knees and crawled across the cushion toward him. Jake's words died in his throat as you pressed your lips to his. Soft. Plump. Tasting strawberry ice cream you ate earlier. You bit his lower lip—thick and warm between your teeth—and he whimpered.

The sound went straight through you. High, breathy, desperate. You wanted to hear it again and again.

"Then let's be quick," you murmured against his mouth.

You reached for his belt, yanking the buckle open, pulling the leather free. His khaki jeans came next—tugging the button, dragging the zipper down, shoving the fabric past his hips. He lifted himself enough for you to pull them off, and they landed somewhere on the soft carpet behind you. Your patience is gone. Your wet cunt throbbed with the need for your boyfriend inside you.

Jake shifted backward, leaning against the edge of his bed, and pulled you onto his lap. You straddled him, your bare pussy pressing against the cotton of his boxers. You ground down, feeling the hard length of him beneath the thin fabric, your slick wetness soaking through immediately.

"Horny, are we?" Jake's smirk was breathless. He pressed wet, open-mouthed kisses along your neck, and you tilted your head to give him more access.

"How can I not? I have a sexy boyfriend with a big dick." You palmed him through his boxers, feeling him twitch against your hand. You tugged the waistband down, freeing his cock—hard, flushed, the tip swollen and leaking pre-cum from the slit.

You grabbed him, positioning the thick head at your entrance. You teased yourself first, just fucking the fat tip of him in and out, stretching yourself around the widest part.

"Hnghh—" you gasped.

"F-fuck, you're so tight," Jake groaned, his hands gripping your hips.

You sank down slowly, taking him inch by inch. He filled you completely—thick, long, his cock pulsing inside you as if it had been built for your cunt. You could feel every vein, every ridge of him. You started to bounce, your wet pussy sliding up and down his length, his balls slapping against you with each movement. The lewd, wet squelching sound echoed off the walls.

"You're so big—ahh!"

"Go fuck yourself more," Jake urged. His eyes were fixed on you—your closed eyes, your furrowed brow, your parted lips fighting to stay quiet. He lifted your skirt, watching his dick disappear inside you, his balls glistening with your juices. White cream formed where your bodies met. His naughty fingers found your clit, rubbing slow, tight circles. Jake wants to engrave this to his mind forever.

"You're so hot like this. Fuck—" He watched your fucked-out face, your pussy stretched wide around him.

You unbuttoned your blouse, freeing your breasts from your bra, just enough for Jake to devour it. You leaned forward, brushing one nipple against his plump lips while you groped the other shamelessly. Jake latched on immediately, sucking like a starving man, his tongue swirling, his eyes locked on yours.He looked at you as he kept on sucking it, maintaining his eye contact with you. 

If you are the freak, then he is the nasty one.

He twitched inside you as you keep bucking your hips. You tightened around him—he felt it too. Jake pushed you down gently onto the carpet, your head landing on the soft cushion where you sat earlier. He grabbed both your legs, pressed them toward your chest, spreading them wider. Without warning, he thrust hard and deep—so deep making your eyes roll back.

"J-Jake—fuck! Fuck!" You were crying now, tears of pleasure as he slammed into you faster.

"Does it feel good? Is this what you wanted?" He fucked you deeper, harder.

"Yes—hnghh! Right there..."

You grabbed his necktie, pulling it toward you, and bit down on the fabric to muffle your moans. Jake couldn't stop staring—your spread legs, your swollen cunt dripping onto the soft carpet, boobs bouncing sinfully trying to escape from your bra, your mouth biting his tie, your glossy eyes staring at him. You're so freaked out right now. Jake swore he could cum anytime by just looking at you.

“Hmmp–” Then you came hard. Your cunt clenched around him, pulsing, sucking him deep. Making him moan from your tightness. Your whole body shook from your intense orgasm.

"Fuck, baby... you're so good around me." He kissed your forehead, pulled the tie from your mouth, and kept pounding.

"B-babe, cum in my mouth? Please?" You opened your mouth, tongue out with your pleading eyes.

What a nasty offer.

"You're such a freak—ahh!" He kept snapping his hips.

Jake pulled out suddenly. You hissed at the sudden loss. He hovered above you, in between your head, stroking his cock fast. You could see his slit oozing with pre-cum. You lifted your head a little bit, licking his flushed swollen tip, swirling your tongue, sucking just the head as he stroked the base. Staring at him playfully. Jake cannot think straight right now by how hot you look.

"My baby wants my cum?" He ran his fingers through his sweat-damp hair.

You nodded, releasing him with a wet pop. Jake was breathtakingly handsome above yours—biting his lower lip, staring down at you intensely, stroking himself fast as he could. You're a lucky bitch you thought to yourself. 

"I'm gonna cum—ahh—fuck—hnghh!"

Jake came hard. Hot spurts of his seed hit your tongue, some of it landed on your flushed cheeks, your closed eyes. He kept milking himself until nothing remained. You lifted your head again, sucking his swollen tip clean. Earning a loud groan from Jake.

You appear messy, yet in a beautiful way. Jake captured this moment to his mind.

He gets off you quickly above you, lifts his boxers from his ankle, and reaches into the drawer beside you for the wipes. He took some wet sheets and gently cleaned your face, wiping away the sticky semen. Jake also helps you button up your blouse, before moving down to your legs to wipe away any juices.

"Open your legs for me, baby," he commanded, and you complied quickly. 

Now, he is once again beneath you. You felt the cool wipe against your entrance as he cleaned it gently, causing you to clench from the sudden friction. Jake swallowed, his gaze fixed on your swollen pussy.

"So beautiful. Only for me," he leaned forward to press a quick kiss on your pussy. Your eyes widened, and you quickly grabbed his hair, forcing him to look at you. 

"Jake, we just finished!" you scolded him. 

Jake chuckled softly and pressed a gentle kiss on your lips. He inserted his tongue, savoring the taste within your mouth as he explored your warm mouth. Both of you pulled out with a smile. 

"Thank you, babe."Jake warmly embraced me with a gentle smile, saying, "I love you so much."

 "I love you too, Jaeyun. Next time?" You hugged him back, teasing him again.

"I don't mind doing it again right now."Jake laughed. 

Knock! Knock! Knock! 

Both of you froze, staring at each other before disconnecting when someone began to knock. 

"Jake! Bro! I left my wallet inside. Could you please give it to me?" His older brother was outside. 

Your blood ran cold upon hearing his brother. Jake panicked and quickly put on his pants, then stumbled to his feet. 

"Wait a minute, hyung!" Jake shouted. 

"Come on, man! Let me in!" His brother was knocking harshly on the door.

Jake finally zipped up his pants and went to his brother's study table to pick up the wallet he had been requesting. He opened the door, revealing his furious brother. 

"Peace, hyung." Jake shyly handed him the wallet. 

His brother's eyes landed on you as you sat on the floor, hugging a cushion and bowing at him with a shy smile. You were honestly embarrassed. His gaze then shifted to his younger brother. Both of you were flushed from the intense session you just had, your clothes wrinkled and your hair messy. Jake's older brother quickly understood the assignment.

"Alright. Thanks for this!" A naughty smile crept across his face as he said his goodbyes.

As soon as Jake closed the door, his brother shouted from the hallway.

"Safe sex, kiddos!" his voice playfully teased, followed by loud laughter fading down the corridor.

You and Jake stared at each other, your faces burning with embarrassment. You threw a cushion in Jake's direction, but he caught it instantly, thanks to his quick reflexes.

"What?!" Jake laughed, trying his best not to smirk at how flustered you were.

"N-nothing!" you replied, burying your reddened face in his pillows as you collapsed onto his bed.

"Where's my freaky girl now?" he teased, joining you on the mattress and pulling you close.

Freak like me.

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“What are you doing?” you asked, noticing he was still busy typing on his phone.

“Uh—just posting some pictures. Don't worry, it's for Engenes,” he reassured you.

“Alright, take your time!”

After a few more minutes, Jake tossed his phone somewhere on the bed. He wrapped his arms tightly around your waist, planting soft kisses on your clothed stomach and making you giggle.

“Gosh, Jake! Stop, it tickles!” you laughed, trying to push his head away.

“Nopeee. I'm staying right here.” He looked up at you, playfully furrowing his eyebrows before returning to his antics.

“Let's cuddle now, hm?” You leaned down toward his face, cupping his soft cheeks and placing a quick kiss on his plump lips.

Jake blushed at your sudden action. He quickly grabbed you, pulling you fully onto the bed. You gasped as you tumbled over, but he carefully guided you until your back was pressed against the headboard. He lay right beside you, hugging your waist tightly and snuggling his face into your chest.

He was so calm and peaceful now, his breathing slowing down.

“Are you comfortable down there, Mr. Sim?” you whispered.

“Perfectly comfortable, ‘cause I'm finally with you.” he murmured, tightening his grip on your waist just a bit.

“Don't move, please?” he pleaded.

“I won't,” you smiled sweetly, running your fingers through his soft hair and playing with the side of his blonde highlights.

“I love you, Jake.”

Jake quickly sat up, looking into your eyes with total affection. Oh.

“And I love you more, Y/N.”

He leaned in and kissed you deeply, a slow, lingering kiss that left you completely breathless before he pulled away with a soft smile.

“Now, sleep tight,” he whispered.

You mean the world to me.

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It was criminal to look at but he is your boyfriend anyways. Those damn sweatpants were insanely bad to your sanity, swaying loosely with every shift of his weight, threatening to slide right off his frame.

You weren't even pretending to read anymore. The book lay forgotten, your gaze fixed on the reflection in the mirror, tracking the path of his hand as it drifted lower, fingers toying with the waistband of his pants.

"Done checking me out?" Riki’s teasing voice cut through the silence.

He met your eyes in the mirror, a smirk playing on his lips. You blinked, caught red-handed, and quickly snapped your gaze back down to the page you hadn't turned in ten minutes. Oh.

"In your dreams," you shot back, rolling your eyes, though the heat rising in your cheeks betrayed you.

Riki just chuckled, turning his back from you as he walked toward the kitchen. "Whatever you say, babe."

You tried to focus on the text, forcing your brain to process the sentences, but it was useless. The image of his hand on his skin engraved in your mind. A moment later, the fridge door opened and closed, and he walked back into the living room.

If you thought the pants were low before, it was nothing compared to now. The gray fabric had slipped another inch, the waistband sitting dangerously low, exposing the sharp definition of his hip bones. He stopped in front of you, holding a glass of water in his right hand.

"Babe, do you have other pants? Do you want me to buy one for you?" you asked, pointing out his loose sweatpants. You were genuinely concerned he didn't own clothes that actually fit him anymore.

He lowered the glass, wiping a droplet of water from his lower lip with his thumb. "Nah, I'm good babe. Besides, this is a trend nowadays." He smiled, that infuriatingly handsome, knowing smile, before tilting his head back to finish the water.

Your eyes traced the column of his throat as he swallowed, watching the bob of his Adam's apple. The sharp line of his jaw tensed and relaxed. He looked so manly, so effortlessly gorgeous by just standing there.

Riki stepped closer, coming to a stop just on the other side of the coffee table. You stared at the waistband of his sweatpants, the way they clung to nothing but air, the elastic band of his boxers clearly visible.

"Riki, pull it up. I swear. You're about to show your ass you know?" you said, your voice tinged with irritation, though it was mostly frustration at how badly you wanted to touch him.

"No. I'm not. Why are you bothered?" He teased, wiggling his eyebrows up and down flirting at you.

"Stop. There's nothing funny. I just don't want you to expose what's mine," you blurted out. The words hung in the air, with a hint of possessiveness. You felt your face flush hot by your sudden confession.

"Possessive are we?" he chuckled, stepping closer to the edge of the table, enjoying your flustered state.

Instead of fixing his pants, he hooked his thumbs into the waistband and tugged them lower, deliberately slow. The gray fabric slid down his thighs, and the outline of his bulge became unmistakably visible, pressing against the front of his boxers.

"What about this?" He laughed, wiggling his eyebrows again, tugging the pants up and down in a rhythmic, mocking motion.

That was it.

You slammed your book shut, the loud thud echoing through the living room. Riki jumped slightly, his eyes widening in surprise at the sudden noise. You didn't say a word. You stood up, the book abandoned on the cushion, and walked around the coffee table until you were standing right in front of him.

Without breaking eye contact, you dropped to your knees. The carpet cushioned your descent as you settled between his legs. He spun around to face you, the movement bringing his crotch level with your face, the heavy outline of his cock inches from your nose.

"W-what is this?" he stammered, as he looked down at you.

"I don't play games, Riki. I'll pull it down for you," you smirked, craning your neck back to look up at him.

He inhaled sharply, his chest heaving as you reached out. You palmed his clothed member, feeling the heat radiating through the cotton, the weight of him filling your hand. You ran your hands up to the waistband of his sweatpants, fingers curling around the elastic, and slowly tugged them down.

He helped you, kicking the gray fabric away impatiently. You immediately reached for the black Calvin Klein boxers, dragging them down his thighs. His cock sprang free, slapping lightly against your cheek as it escaped the fabric. It stood up hard and thick, the tip already glistening with pre-cum, ready for your touch.

You wrapped your hand around the base, feeling the pulse of blood beneath the velvety skin. You stroked him gently, squeezing slightly as you moved your hand up and down. A breathy groan tore from Riki’s throat, his head falling back.

"Fuck," he hissed.

You leaned in, spitting directly onto the head of his cock, letting your saliva mix with the pre-cum. You showed him your tongue, swirling it teasingly before you took him inside your warm, wet mouth. You kept your eyes locked on his face, watching his expression contort with pleasure as you bobbed your head, taking him deeper with every pass.

"F-fuck baby. Your mouth feels good around my dick," he moaned, his hands tangling in your hair, fingers gripping the strands to guide you.

You tightened your palm around the base of his shaft, stroking him in time with the movements of your mouth. You sucked hard, your cheeks hollowing out, focusing on the sensitive ridge just below the head. You could feel every vein on your tongue, the texture of him dragging against the soft wetness of your mouth as he slid deeper.

"Keep going please—" Riki pleaded, his hips buckling forward, pushing your head down, wanting more.

He looked down at you, unable to look away. The sight of his big cock stuffed in your mouth, your pink lips stretched tight around him, was intoxicating. Your mouth glistened with the mixture of your saliva and his dripping pre-cum, strands of it connecting your lips to his shaft as you pulled back. The warmth of your mouth and the wetness of your tongue were sending him to cloud nine, and he knew he was the luckiest man alive to have you on your knees like this.

"You're so pretty around me. Ahh—" he moaned, as he began to fuck your mouth faster.

You gagged around him, the tip of his cock hitting the back of your throat, but you didn't pull away. You gripped his hips harder, your nails digging into his skin to steady yourself as he thrust into your mouth, losing control.

"Please! Please! Please! D-don't stop…" he begged, his voice wrecked.

Riki’s eyes drifted to the side, catching the reflection in the full-body mirror. The visual was filthy and perfect—he could see the way his cock disappeared fast in and out of your pretty mouth, the way your head bobbed furiously as he held your hair in a makeshift ponytail. He groaned again, the reflection in front of him pushing him closer to the edge.

"I'm gonna cum—ngh," he breathed out, his rhythm turning erratic as he continued to fuck your mouth, chasing his release.

You felt him swell in your mouth, getting heavier and fuller. You knew he was close. You released one hand from his hip and reached down to cup his balls, massaging them gently, rolling them in your palm to help him get there faster.

"Shit—F-fuck baby…" he cried out.

He came hard, his hips jerking forward as he buried himself deep in your throat. You felt the warm, salty flood of his seeds dripping inside your throat, coating your tongue. You swallowed around him, desperate to take it all, but there was too much. Some of it escaped the seal of your lips, dripping out of the corner of your mouth and running down your chin, landing straight onto your cleavage, staining the white lace camisole you wore.

Riki stood there for a moment, chest heaving, before he slowly pulled his softening cock from your mouth. He looked down at you, his face flushed with post-orgasmic bliss. He reached out, bringing his thumb to your chin to wipe the semen dripping from your lip. Without hesitation, he brought his thumb to your mouth, pushing it past your lips. You sucked it obediently, swirling your tongue around the digit, making wet, lewd noises as you cleaned him off.

He pulled his thumb free, the wet sound echoing in the quiet room. Then, he dropped to his knees in front of you, ignoring the hardness of the floor. He grabbed the nape of your neck and kissed you harshly, his tongue explores into your mouth tasting himself. It was a messy and possessive kiss.

Riki pulled back, a soft, genuine smile gracing his lips. He reached down, taking your hands from your thighs and placing them back on his semi-hard cock, which twitched at the friction of your touch.

"I will definitely wear more loose pants from now on," he said, his voice husky and sincere.

He wasn't fooling around.

You smiled back at him, your fingers tracing the length of him. Good thing you loved it.

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Jake thrust slowly, savoring the tightness of your pussy, he stares how both of your body connects, his huge dick stretching your hole deliciously, creaming his length with your arousal. 

“This is only for me. Poor them.” He chuckled still watching his dick swallowed by your puffy cunt. Spanking your ass cheek, as possessiveness takes him over.

Just hours ago, while you and Jake were on the beach earlier to watch the breathtaking sunset together, Jake left you for a moment to buy a coconut juice for both of you. While waiting for him, you're standing near the seashore with your mouthwatering bikini when two random guys approach you. Complimenting you about how good looking you are, asking multiple questions, and when you're about to leave, the two guys are still creeping you out. Jake walks into your direction, fuming with anger, with a red face, his eyes looking as if they're about to murder the two guys talking to you. He didn't make a scene. Jake simply walked up, placed a hand on your lower back, and stared them down with a silence that was far more terrifying than yelling. The guys had mumbled apologies and scattered immediately. Jake was quiet the whole evening, not until he fucks you dumb right now.

Remembering how those two guys looked at you made him move even faster. It felt like he was claiming you all over again, wiping away their memory with his intense focus on you. He picked up the pace, his hips slammed on your ass harshly.

"Look at you, taking this big dick of mine," he grunted, sweat dripping from his hair onto your shoulder. "You love being fuck by this huge thing.” he added.

You loved the feeling of him completely filling you. The excitement of getting caught, combined with his deep, powerful movements, made the tension in your stomach tighten. You were getting so close to the edge. The pressure kept building, and you could feel every single stroke of his length, dragging out your juices.

Opening your eyes, you looked down at the dark beach, your head spinning from the intense rhythm. Then, you froze. Two figures stood outside with beers, looking straight up. It was them—the two guys from earlier. Panic flared in your chest, mixed with a strange rush of arousal. They were staring right at the balcony, watching Jake behind you and your bodies pressing wildly against the glass. You tried to pull away to hide, but Jake held you firm.

"J-jake, stop…" you whimpered, your voice breaking. "The guys—"

Jake saw them. He looked over your shoulder, his eyes locking onto the two figures below. He didn't stop. He didn't cover you up. A dark, victorious smirk spread across his face. He shifted his angle, grinding his pelvis against your ass, ensuring they saw exactly who was inside you.

"Let them watch," he growled.

“I wanna show you off.”

He reached around your hip, his fingers finding the sensitive bundle of nerves between your legs. He yanked the fabric of your bikini bottom aside completely, exposing your swollen clit to the cool air and his rough fingers. He began to rub tight, fast circles on the bud, matching the relentless pounding of his cock inside you.

"Jake, p-please!" you cried out, the stimulation too much to bear.

"Cum for me," he commanded, his voice loud, carrying clearly into the night air. "Look at them when you cum on my cock, and show them you’re mine.”

His deep movements and sharp touch pushed you right over the edge. The climax crashed your whole system. Your wet pussy clamped down tight around him, sending waves of heat that made your vision go completely white. You screamed, letting your head fall back against his shoulder, your whole body trembling as the pleasure overwhelmed you

Above you, Jake groaned, his hips stuttering as he chased his own high, watching the two guys below scramble in embarrassment. They turned and ran, disappearing into the darkness, having seen more than they bargained for.

"I just got jealous," he whispered against your skin, his voice tender now, the anger completely drained away. You felt him pouted. “I hate when other guys look at you like that. I just wanted to remind them where you belong."

Jake held you up as your knees gave out, wrapping his arms around your waist to keep you from falling. He pressed soft kisses against your neck, which felt completely different from his rough movements just moments ago. He stayed close and held you tight, but the aggressive urgency was replaced by a protective warmth.

You leaned back against him, your heart racing. The cool glass against your palms was the only thing keeping you grounded.

Your breathing finally slowed down, and a sly smile crept back onto your face. You looked out at the empty beach, then spun around to see Jake's intense gaze.

"Jealousy looks good on you, babe." you teased softly, tracing a finger down his toned chest.

"But if you think that's enough to satisfy your freaky girlfriend, you're mistaken." you said, seducing him with your playful stares.

Jake let out a low laugh, his grip tightening around your waist as he pulled you back inside your room. 

"Game on," he murmured.

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When you stepped out of the shower, your hair was still slightly damp. The warm orange glow from the lampshade highlighted your soft, plump skin. A towel was wrapped tightly around your body like a short, fitted dress that hugged your curves, your hardened nipples poking through from the cool air, and the fabric barely covering your thick thighs.

Jake’s eyes lit up at the sight. He shamelessly checked you out, undressing you with his gaze, clearly wanting to rip the towel away.

I push a little farther on the edge

I crawl a little further on the bed, babe

I'm burning up, yeah, all I see is red~

“She said, ‘Fuck me like I’m famous,’” Jake sang seductively. He stuck his tongue out, then bit his lower lip, nodding playfully. His eyes burned with lust as he stared at you intensely.

“I said, ‘Okay,’” you replied, matching his energy. Just thinking about what was coming next made you drip with anticipation.

You walked slowly toward him and began unwrapping the towel for him.

Jake's gaze locked onto you the second the towel slipped from your fingers. The fabric pooled at your feet, leaving you bare under the warm orange glow of the lamp. Your skin still glistened from the shower, nipples hardened from the cool air, the curve of your hips and the soft swell of your thighs fully exposed.

Jake definitely loves what he is seeing right now.

He dropped his phone onto the mattress without looking, distracted by the scene in front of him, the song still playing low from the speaker. His cock strained visibly against the gray fabric of his sweatpants, a thick ridge pressing upward, waiting to be unraveled. He stayed seated on the edge of the bed, legs spread, watching every step you took closer.

"Fuck," he breathed, voice rough. His hands gripped the edge of the mattress as you stopped right between his knees. He leaned forward, mouth level with your stomach, and dragged his tongue slowly up the center of your torso, tasting the water still clinging to your skin. Smelling the milky floral scent body wash you use, his favorite. The wet heat of his tongue left a shining trail.

His hands came up to your waist, fingers digging in as he pulled you even closer. He pressed his face between your breasts, inhaling deeply, feeling the tingling sensation straight to your pulsating core. Jake turned his head and sucked one stiff nipple into his mouth. His tongue flicked over your sensitive bud, slowly teasing you, teeth grazing just enough to make you gasp. Biting it,making you grab his soft messy hair. He switched to the other, giving them attention, sucking harder, leaving both glistening when he finally pulled back.

"Turn around," he said, voice low and thick. You did, and he immediately grabbed your ass with both hands, spreading you open for a moment before letting go. One palm slid between your thighs from behind, fingers brushing through your slick folds. He groaned when he felt how wet you already were.

"So wet, dripping for me already, mhm?" he muttered, his two long fingers sliding inside you without warning. “Do you like this right? He pumped them slowly, curling them against your inner walls while his thumb circled your clit, making you moan. His other hand stayed on your ass, squeezing and spreading your ass cheek as he fingered you deeper just how you always liked it.

“You're trembling. Is it too much? Tell me? he asked teasingly, as he continued to torture your wet cunt.

“Y-yeah T-too much! Ohh–!” you replied breathlessly, clenching hard around his thick bony finger.

The song swelled in the background. You're about to reach your orgasm when Jake pulls his fingers out, brings them to his mouth to taste your juices, and sucks them clean while staring up at you. That fucking eyes of him. He's playing dirty. Then he hooked his thumbs into his waistband and shoved his sweatpants down just far enough for his dick to spring free. It stood thick and flushed, the pink head already shiny with precum.

He wrapped a hand around the base and gave it one slow stroke. "Come here,babe" he said, guiding you forward by the hips until you straddled his lap. The head of his cock nudged against your entrance as he held you there, his tip circling around your sensitive clit, not pushing in yet. Jake's one hand spreads your thighs wider, as his free hand slid up your back, fingers tangling in your damp hair, tugging your head back so he could place his mouth at your throat.

"Ride me," he whispered against your skin, teeth scraping your pulse. Sending shivers down to your spine. 

“Fuck me like I'm famous, Okay?”

Oh.

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By this time, you were taking note of the things you would write in their shop reviews after receiving your package. You would definitely give them a one star which they deserve anyways.

Their company sucks, honestly speaking. Belift

Finally, someone answered their phone after making you wait for a whole 10 minutes.

“Good day! This is Kim Sunoo, a Regional Coordinator from Route Online Shop, how may I help you?” He greeted you with a loud and cheerful voice, an unusual energy you were not expecting when handling a customer complaint. 

This guy must be earning thousands of dollars from this terrible company to sound this happy to deal with pissed-off people, you thought bitterly.

“Hi, I would like to ask for an update for my order that I purchased three weeks ago. I’ve been waiting for almost a month, so is it possible to ask for a refund?” You were now pissed, trying your best to stay as calm as possible and not lose your temper with this cheerful person.

“Oh my god! I am sincerely apologizing for the inconvenience on behalf of the Route Team. May I know your full name and order number, miss?” He apologized, sympathizing with your situation.

You inhaled sharply, rubbing your temples as you rattled off your information. You just didn't have the energy to argue. Not now.

“Thank you for this, Miss Y/N. Please wait a moment.” He thanked you before putting you on mute for a moment.

You face-palmed as you waited for him to come back. You just wanted your package, is it too much to ask for?

A voice came on again—that Kim Sunoo annoyingly high pitched voice.

“Hi, Miss Y/N! Are you still there?”

“Yes, speaking.”

“Thank you for answering, Miss! Good news! Upon checking your order record, your order has been shipped out already. Uhm…Unfortunately, there’s a minor problem in our delivery couriers. But don’t worry, I am now coordinating with our Operations Leader Yang Jungwon to process your order quickly.” Kim Sunoo’s voice was still cheerful, full of hope and determination to convince you.

“Oh gosh—how long will it take?” You asked annoyingly.

“Please give us three to five working days to resolve the issue. We promise it will arrive at your front door within that period!” His voice was still hopeful, too devoted to his job.

“Fine. Make sure I receive my order within this week, or I am literally suing your company,”  You threatened him this time.

A dramatic, sharp gasp from Kim Sunoo echoed from the other side of the line.

“Yes, Miss Y/N. I promised I will assign the fastest and responsible person in our company to deliver your order and help you to assemble it.” You could imagine him smiling as he promised you.

“This is noted. Thanks for your service, Mr. Kim Sunoo.” You still thanked him, feeling a little bad for being mean when he was just helping you to solve your problem.

“It is absolutely no problem, Miss Y/N! Thank you so much for your patience. Again, I am so sorry for the trouble our company caused you. Have a wonderful day ahead! Once again, this is Kim Sunoo from Route Online Shop. Goodbye!”

He finally hung up after he bid his farewell.

…

Three days after you called in your complaint to one of the Route employees, Kim Sunoo, you finally received a call from him again, informing you that your order would arrive very soon. Being a grateful customer, you thanked him for his hard work and effort. You also apologized for your behavior toward him, which he quickly dismissed, understanding exactly where it was coming from.

You spent the rest of your day cleaning your room, specifically the area where you would put your newly bought vanity table. It's already 7:45 in the evening but you are still changing the curtains on your window. 

Peeking through your glass window, a white van with a huge name printed on it “Route” with a flash symbol in the end has finally arrived in front of your gate. You quickly climbed down from your chair, not wanting to waste a single second. You were so excited about your package.

But something else surprised you.

You heard the doorbell ring three times while you were on your way to the gate. Unlocking it and slowly opened the door, revealing a hot, handsome delivery guy who looked to be around your age.

“Good evening. I'm Sim Jaeyun, but you can call me Jake, a Field Operator from Route Company specializes in last-mile delivery under any condition. Are you Miss Y/N?” He asked. His voice was incredibly friendly and sweet, showing off his perfectly aligned teeth and those plump, pink lips.

So kissable. Gosh.

He was wearing a black tuxedo that fit his proportions perfectly. His clothes were well-ironed, his hair was neatly styled, and he smelled so good. This was not the usual delivery rider you encountered. He was too formal. You mistakenly thought he was the CEO of the company.

You were not informed that Route Company have a sexy employee. Thanks to Kim Sunoo for sending him. Is this how he apologizes? Well apologies accepted. :)

“Y-yes, I am. I am Y/N,” You stammered, trying to look cool so you wouldn't be distracted by this handsome delivery man.

“Nice to meet you, Miss Y/N. I apologize for delivering your package at this hour.” He sincerely apologized, and you saw a tiny pout at the end of his sentence.

“N-no, it's okay! It's worth the wait,” You said, staring at him and smiling genuinely.

Worth the wait. You meant the unexpected package, of course. The vanity you ordered. 

“Awesome! Regional Coordinator Kim and our Operations Leader Yang specifically asked me to handle your order personally to make sure it gets to you safely and quickly,” He explained.

Jake accidentally wanders his eyes over your body. You were wearing a short, satin, baby-pink lingerie dress, and you looked so fucking sexy right now. Hard nipples poked against the satin fabric, and your short dress barely covered your plump thighs. You unconsciously bit your lip as you stared at him intensely. Jake felt his pants tighten at the sight of you. He quickly came back to his senses, not wanting to come off as a pervert, and finally asked, 

“Uh… can I come inside?”

“Yes, come inside please.”

The both of you quickly looked away from each other, feeling the hot tension. Jake let out a fake cough.

He carefully brought the heavy boxes inside your house, following your directions until you both stopped in your living room.

Jake could not help but stare at your ass. It bounced against the satin fabric every time you stepped forward. He swallowed dryly, trying to clear the lump in his throat. She's your customer, Jake mentally reminded himself.

"Sunoo also mentioned that I should help you assemble it," Jake said, rubbing the back of his neck with a cute, slightly shy smile. "Do you have a spot in mind where you want to put this vanity table? I brought my own tools, so I can get to work right away!”

“Yeah. My room is upstairs. Is that okay with you? Isn't it heavy?” You asked worriedly.

“No, I'm fine, Miss Y/N. This is our way of apologizing for the inconvenience,” Jake reassured you.

Your company was already forgiven the moment you arrived at my front door. Oops.

You nodded and took the lead toward your room. Jake followed you like a lost puppy. He could not help but look in your direction again, his sinful eyes landing on your white, lacy panties. He could practically swear to himself that he saw a wet patch. Your tiny sleepwear dress rode up every time you climbed the stairs, giving Jake a perfect view of your plump ass cheeks.

But honestly, you were intentionally doing this, wanting to seduce this sexy delivery guy. You had noticed how Jake's ears turned red when he saw you at your gate, and now you could feel his burning gaze every time you climbed higher.

You were embarrassingly wet at this moment. Dripping for him.

The both of you finally arrived inside your room, and Jake immediately unpacked the boxes. He looked very focused as he took out his tools and started assembling the vanity table on your floor. Since you felt a bit awkward just standing there, you decided to go to the kitchen to get him a glass of water.

While you were pouring the water, you suddenly heard a loud thud from your bedroom, followed by a sharp gasp.

"Ah! Ouch..." Jake groaned from upstairs.

You quickly ran back into your room, accidentally spilling a bit of the water on your way. You saw Jake sitting on the floor, holding his thumb close to his chest. 

His face was twisted in pain. Beside him, a heavy wooden piece of the vanity table was lying flat on the floor.

“Oh my god Jake, what happened? Are you okay?" You asked worriedly, quickly setting the glass down on your nightstand.

"I'm so sorry, Miss Y/N," Jake said, looking up at you with his apologetic eyes. 

"The table leg slipped while I was screwing it in, and it fell right on my thumb. I'm usually much more careful than this, I promise!"

His thumb was already turning a bit red. You felt bad because he only got hurt because he was trying so hard to fix your order.

You knelt down right next to him on the floor, your knees brushing against his. The sudden closeness made the small bedroom feel much warmer.

"Stop worrying about the table. Let me see your hand," You said, your voice softening.

Jake hesitated for a second, his eyes locking onto yours before he slowly extended his hand. You took his wrist, surprised by how warm his skin felt and how large his hand was compared to yours. His heart seemed to be beating a little fast.

You gently held his hand, using your thumb to lightly stroke the skin around his bruised knuckle. He let out a low, soft sigh at your touch, his gaze dropping down to your lips before shifting back up to your eyes.

"Does it hurt badly?" You murmured, looking up at him. Because you were kneeling so close, you could smell his clean, subtle cologne.

He also smells good. 

"It... still hurts but not too much," Jake replied, his tone was deeper compared to earlier.

He didn't pull his hand away. Instead, his fingers lightly curled around yours, giving it a gentle squeeze.

"Are you always this sweet to your delivery riders, Miss Y/N?" He asked softly, teasing you as a playful smirk formed on his lips. 

“I'm not! Just helping you, Mr. Sim. I don't want to pay if something happens to you,” you scoffed, quickly pulling your hands away from him.

“Alright, ma’am! Just sit there and be pretty. Give me 15 more minutes, and I will assure you that your vanity table is built.”

You nodded and retreated to your sofa, grabbing your phone from the nearby table. But your attention kept drifting back to the man working in your bedroom. Jake casually removed his black coat, placing it on the chair beside him. His back was facing you, giving you a perfect view of his broad shoulders and the way his muscles shifted beneath his thin long sleeves. He rolled up his sleeves, revealing veiny forearms that made your mouth water.

You were sitting across from your vanity table, and the mirror was already built-in, you could see Jake’s face from the reflection. His eyebrows furrowed, concentrating on whatever he was doing, biting his lower lip occasionally as he read the manual instructions from the brochure included in the package.

He was just assembling your vanity table like any ordinary man could do, but why was he so hot?

Your eyes were no longer on your phone, busy staring at the man in front of you. 

Jake suddenly glanced up at the mirror and caught you staring. Instead of looking away embarrassed, he held your gaze for a moment before giving you a sweet, knowing smile. Your cheeks burned with heat. Being caught watching him like some kind of creep made you want to sink into the sofa cushions.

After five more minutes, Jake finally finished building your vanity table. He called you out. 

"All done, Miss Y/N!”

“Oh my god, Jake! You’re so good at this. If it wasn’t for you, I’d probably finish building this thing tomorrow. Thank you so much!” You thanked him and gave him a quick hug, taking him by surprise.

Just a friendly hug, with no hidden intentions.

You felt him stiffen, making you smirk. Jake felt your hard nipples through your thin lingerie rubbing against his chest, causing his member to twitch inside his pants. He silently prayed you wouldn't notice the large length pressing against your lower stomach.

Of course you felt it. You freaking felt how hard he was. It made your pussy throb with need. Jake was huge, and you couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like inside you. You just didn’t point it out, not wanting him to feel embarrassed.

Not yet.

“U-uh, you’re welcome. I should get going now, Miss Y/N. It’s already late,” He said softly. Jake stepped back slightly—not because he wanted to stop, but because he was trying to control himself before he lost his mind and fucked you right there against your vanity table.

Before you could reply, a loud thunderstorm was heard, making you both startle. It was followed by a heavy pouring rain outside, Jake and you could practically see the heavy droplets from your window.

“Guess you should stay a little longer until the rain stops Mr. Sim,” You said, one eye brow raising, as you leaned against the newly built vanity table. You watched him closely, trying to convince to stay the night.

“I don't mind staying, Miss Y/N. Besides, I don't have a partner or a family waiting for me. Thank you for the offer to let me stay,” Jake said, casually revealing his single status. 

So, he’s single… 

“Is that so? Do you want to eat or at least rest in the meantime?” you asked him, trying your best to hide your smile from the information you just heard.

“Nahh. I'm good, Miss Y/N.” Jake declined your offer, smiling back at you.

“Just call me Y/N. Feel free to drop the honorifics.” You said, reassuring him with a warm smile.

Jake nodded.

"M-miss... I mean Y/N, may I use your bathroom for a moment?" he stammered, his voice thick with tension.

“Yeahh, sure. Go on.” 

While waiting for Jake to come back, you peek through your glass window again to watch the rain. The rain was pouring heavily non-stop, the thunderstorm was louder this time and then a sudden lightning roared outside making the power outage shut down. Making you jump out from the sudden darkness.

Jake rushed out of the bathroom, his eyes immediately finding you in the dark. You grabbed your phone to use as a flashlight, but the battery was at 2%. Frustrated, you threw it on the bed.

"Is everything alright? Do you have candles or a flashlight?" Jake asked, drying his hands on his pants.

"No. I don't have one. I just moved in last week, haven't shopped for my house necessities," you breathed heavily, resting your hands at the side of your hips.

"I forgot my phone in the van. Would you like me to get it?" he asked, rubbing his neck nervously.

Why did he even leave it in the first place? Jake mentally scolded himself.

“Thanks for your kindness, but you don't have to go outside. The rain is pouring heavily, I don't want you to get wet…”

The two of you talk about your lives while sitting on the edge of the bed, distracting yourselves from the heavy rain and the darkness of the room. Jake is a humorous guy. He flirts with you from time to time, making you want him even more. Between the smooth conversation, the thick tension in the room, and the lack of electricity, the air begins to feel incredibly hot.

"Uh, Y/N, is it okay with you if I take my long sleeves off? It's really hot. I'm so sorry," Jake asked politely.

"I don't mind it. I really agree with you, it's really hot," You replied, fanning yourself with your hand.

Jake’s fingers moved to the buttons of his white uniform shirt. He undid them slowly, one by one. You found yourself watching him. Realizing you were staring too long, you quickly looked away, not wanting to show how desperate you were feeling.

When you faced him again, your breath hitched. Even in the darkness, you could see how sexy he is. His chest was chiseled, the lines of his abs prominent and glistening with sweat. His pinkish nipples stood out against his honey skin, and his biceps, it's on the leaner side but defined. 

He could be a statue in a museum.

Jake caught you looking. You let out a fake cough, trying to play it cool, and glanced away at the wall.

"May I kiss you?" he asked softly, his impulsive thoughts won.

You didn't reply back, instead, you turned to him, grabbed his cheeks, and crashed your lips against his. You kissed him harshly. Jake returned the rhythm instantly, his lips warm and demanding. His hands gripped your waist, pulling you forward until you were straddling his lap.

You grind yourself against him, feeling the hard his cock underneath your soaked panties. 

"Ohh—" you gasped into his mouth.

Jake smirked against your lips, taking the opportunity to slide his tongue inside, exploring the wet heat of your mouth. His right hand traveled up your torso, cupping one of your breasts through the thin satin of your lingerie. He massaged it gently, his thumb circling your sensitive nipple.

You wanted more. You needed more.

"J-jake, fuck me please," You whimpered, breaking the kiss to breathe.

"My pleasure, ma'am," He murmured.

In one smooth motion, he lifted you off his lap and laid you back against the mattress. You looked up at him, standing at the edge of the bed, his eyes dark with hunger. He unbuckled his belt followed by unzipping his pants, and let them drop to the floor. He stood there in just his boxers, the outline of his erection straining against the cotton. He was big, bigger than you had expected, and he wasn't even fully naked yet.

"Do you want this inside you?" He teased, his hand rubbing his hard length through the fabric.

"Yes, please, please—" You whimpered, your legs falling open wide.Your hand slipped down into your panties, your fingers finding your clit and rubbing it desperately as Jake watched.

"No touching, baby, unless I say so," He warned you. He crawled onto the bed, stopping right between your thighs.

You yanked your hand away instantly. Bringing your fingers into your mouth to taste your own juices.

“Nasty, are we?” He said as he hooked his fingers into the waistband of your panties and tugged them down, tossing them carelessly onto the floor. You could feel his hot breath over your exposed entrance.

"I've been wanting to do this since the moment I saw you," He smirked. "You're doing that on purpose, don't you? Showing your ass for me?"

You didn't even bother to reply. Jake dove in, his tongue flattening against your soaking pussy. He licked a long, slow stripe before dipping inside, fucking you with his tongue in slow and teasing thrusts.

It wasn't enough. It was nowhere near enough.

"Jake—no teasing," You moaned, your hands tangling in his hair to shove him closer.

He chuckled, just as you were about to scream, he knelt up, moving until his clothed cock was an inch from your face. Hovering your torso. You saw his cock twitch beneath the fabric.

"Go, unwrap your package now, baby," He chuckled at your desperation.

Your hands cupped his bulge, massaging the heavy weight of him. You tugged the boxers down slowly, and his hard dick sprang free, slapping against your cheek. Your pussy clenched hard at the sight. He had a pretty cock—long, girthy, with a fat, pink head that was already leaking pre-cum.

You're so lucky.

"Fuck, Jake, you're so big," You whispered, staring at him.

"Yeah? Like it?" Jake raised an eyebrow, a smug smile playing on his lips. He grabbed his shaft and tapped the head gently against your soft lips. "Then take it."

You didn't need to be told twice. You wrapped a hand around the base, stroking him tightly, and leaned forward to suck the head into your mouth. Your tongue swirled around the sensitive slit, tasting the salty pre-cum.

"Shit… baby, you're so good," Jake hissed, biting his lip. He bucked his hips slightly, trying to shove himself deeper into your throat.

The angle was so hot, you were lying underneath him, gagging slightly as he filled your mouth, glossy eyes staring at him. You could tell he was close to losing control.

"S-stop," He groaned, pulling away and climbing off you to settle back between your legs.

"I don't have a condom with me, baby," he said, hovering over you and pressing kisses to your neck.

"I want it raw, Jake. Inside me," you cupped his cheeks, kissing the tip of his nose. "I need to feel your big cock” you shamelessly added.

"Fuck," he cursed.

He didn't wait. He lined his fat tip up with your dripping cunt and pushed in, stretching you open inch by inch.

"Ahh—J-jake!" You cried out as he finally entered you. You were so full. He was the biggest dick you'd ever had, the sensation a mix of pleasure and a burning stretch that felt incredible.

"Is it too much? You gotta tell me. Use your words, baby," He whispered, his hands massaging your breasts through the lingerie.

"I love it so much—Nghh," You moaned.

He smiled, hips snapping forward to fuck you harder. The bed creaked, the sound mixing with the slap of skin on skin and the storm raging outside. Both of you were slick with sweat.

"Ahh—Hmpp!" You clenched hard around him, feeling the vein of his cock dragging against your sensitive nerves.

"J-jake—Nghh! I'm gonna cum…" You moaned, the pressure building low in your belly.

"Not yet, baby."

He pulled out abruptly, leaving you empty and aching. You shot him with a middle finger.

“What the fuck, Jake?”

He just laughed sexily, running his finger through his soft hair. 

Jake lifted you up. You wrapped your legs around his waist, your arms around his neck as he kissed you deeply.

He carried you across the room to your newly bought vanity table. He set you down gently on the cool wooden surface.

"Ready?" he asked.

You were tired of his games. Instead of answering, you hooked your legs around his waist and pulled him forward, inserting his cock on yourself. The stretch was delicious, filling you completely. Jake groaned, his forehead resting against yours as he let you adjust.

"Fuck, you're tight," He breathed.

He started to move, his thrusts slow and deliberate at first, letting you feel every inch of him. But his control snapped quickly. Soon, he was pounding into you, circling his hips just enough to tease your clit with every stroke. The vanity table creaked with his fast movements.

"Jake, yes, just like that…" You cried out, your nails digging into his shoulders.

He shifted angles, hitting that perfect spot inside you that made your vision blur. "Cum for me, Y/N," He commanded, his voice rough. "Let me feel you, mhm?”

Your orgasm crashed into you violently. Your pussy clenched around him, milking his cock as you screamed his name. You felt yourself creaming around him, your arousal coating his dick. Jake followed you over the edge with a loud groan, his hot cum flooding your insides. He filled you up until it dripped out of your swollen hole and onto the vanity table beneath you. You love it so much.

Jake collapsed against you, both of you breathing heavily, you could hear your heartbeat together.

After a moment, he pulled out, helping you down from the table. You thought it was over, but the dark look in his eyes told you otherwise.

"Turn around for me, pretty," he said, slapping your ass.

"But—"

"No more talking."

You obeyed, bending over the vanity table and showing your plump ass to him. Jake ran his hands over your curves, squeezing your cheeks before spreading them apart. He ground his semi-hard cock against your ass cheek, making you clench from the feeling.

"So perfect for me," he whispered against your nape before lining up and entering you from behind.

This position allowed him to go deeper than ever. His balls slapped against your clit with every thrust. You looked into the mirror, watching the sight of Sim Jaeyun taking you from behind. His face was contorted in pleasure, his mouth parted as he watched his dick disappearing inside your puffy pussy. His abs glistened with sweat in the dim light. 

He looked like a goddess.

Jake's hands moved from your hips to your breasts, squeezing and pinching your nipples. It helps you to reach your second orgasm. He reached around to rub your clit, making sure his fingers matching the rhythm of his thrusts.

"Cum with me," He growled, his pace becoming erratic. "Please, baby?"

Your second orgasm hit you, your legs trembling from the overstimulation. Your walls clamped down on him, triggering his release. Jake moaned, burying himself deep as he filled you again with his hot seed.

"Ohhh, shit—Nghh!" Jake whimpered, resting his head against your back, his chin on your shoulder, wrapping his arms around your waist.

You both stared at your fucked-out reflections in the mirror. He finally slipped his softening cock out of you, a trickle of cum following, dripping on the carpet.

"You good?" Jake asked, planting small kisses on your shoulder blade, his teeth grazing the skin gently. Which you didn't mind.

"Yeah, it was amazing," You replied, smiling at him through the mirror.

"Let's shower now?" You suggested. You spun around to face him, still caged in his arms. You traced your fingers down his toned abs, teasing him. "I'll go in first, just follow me if you want."

"Sure. We're gross now," Jake said, making both of you laugh.

Before you could move, the lights flickered. The power was back.

"Look who's back?!" Jake cheered, booping your nose and making you giggle.

You slipped out of his embrace and headed for the bathroom.

Jake stared at your retreating figure, his eyes darkening. He was hungry for something else now.

He glanced toward the window. The rain had finally stopped. Suddenly, a dead bat thudded against the glass, leaving a sickening trail of dark blood oozing down the pane.

He wasn't startled. Instead, a slow smirk spread across his face. As the sound of the rushing shower filled the room, he quietly followed you inside the bathroom.

Down on the street, inside the Route delivery van, a notification flashed onto Jake's phone screen:

From: Park Jongseong

Where the hell are you, Sim Jaeyun? You weren't the one assigned to deliver that package. You’re insane. Just make sure you bring a good one back tonight—keep it warm. Don’t forget to clean up the mess you made.

and leave some for us…

taglist: @hoonguin @jakeycakeys @simjaeyunlvrclub @ni-kiluvzxo @livonianmaia @kristynaaah

“Miss you so much, wonnie.” 

You stood up a little bit to kiss him, shoving your tongue inside his warm mouth just to taste the espresso he drank earlier.

The espresso tasted bitter, but Jungwon made it sweeter.

“I need your mouth around my cock, please?” he pleaded nicely, his eyes mixed with lust and fondness for you.

How could you say no to this hardworking leader? He deserved to be worshipped, to be taken care of.

In a pleasurable way.

Instead of answering, you dropped on your knees again. You parted your lips, leaning forward to gently kiss the mushroom head of his dick before opening wide and taking him completely inside.

“Mhmm so warm…” he murmured, his tongue darting out to wet his dry lips as he stared down at you. Mesmerized by your pretty mouth stretched around his thick member, disappearing sinfully every time you bobbed your head down.

Jungwon loved it when you took control like this, initiating oral sex without him having to ask. No complaints, just surrending his body to you.

You felt the weight of his gaze heavy on the top of your head.

You took him deeper, relaxing your throat to swallow him whole tightly. Jungwon is pretty big but you don't mind gagging this hung man above yours.You could feel every vein of him and how he pulses every time you bobbed your head up and down.

“I'm close–nghh!” 

He was a moaning mess now, his composure is devastatingly hot right now. The sound of his whimpers and groans was soaking your panties. You couldn't help yourself, the ache between your thighs was too demanding to ignore. You slipped one hand between your own legs, sliding it beneath the damp fabric of your underwear. Your fingers found your swollen clit, rubbing tight, fast circles. You ground your hips down against your hand, desperate for friction, seeking your own release while you pleasured him.

He watched your arm moving, knowing exactly what you were doing under the cover of your night dress. The sight of you so desperate, so turned on by sucking him off, seemed to push him closer to the edge.

“Fingering yourself while giving me a blowjob? Am I making you horny?” Jungwon said cockily, seeing you desperate to get off.

You just hummed in response. Bobbing your head faster, slightly grazing your teeth on his sensitive head playfully taking your revenge. 

He released a loud groan, his hands flying to your hair to hold you in place, wanting more from your mouth.

"Let's come together b-baby…Fuck fuck fuck!

His hips lifted off the bed, thrusting deeply as he spilled his warm seed deep inside your mouth. The salty, thick fluid coated your tongue, triggering your own climax. 

Your orgasm crashed into you, your walls clenching around your fingers as your body shakes. Your legs trembled hard non-stop, toes curling against the carpet.

It was good. Addictingly good.

You slowly pulled your mouth off him, your lips swollen and wet from sucking him. A string of his semen escaped the corner of your mouth, dripping down your chin.

Messy but sexy, just how he likes it. 

You collapsed back onto your ass, sitting on the carpet with your legs spread wide. Your nipples poking through the fabric of your night dress, white panties visibly damp and clinging to your pussy lips, which was still clenching hard after your intense orgasm.

The obscene view in front of Jungwon made his softening cock resting on his inner thigh twitch again

You looked invitingly hot, your clenching hole waiting to be fuck.Ready to swallow his dick.

Jungwon didn't hesitate. He climbed down from the bed, joining you on the floor. He settled himself between your parted legs, his eyes roaming over your disheveled form as he stroke himself.

"What's now?" you smirked, breathless. 

You brought your fingers to your panties, the ones that had just been buried inside your soaking cunt, up to your mouth. But instead of tasting yourself, you shoved them into Jungwon's mouth.

He didn't flinch. He leaned forward, nastily sucking your fingers, his daring eyes locked onto yours, while he grabbed his dick and teasingly poked your swollen pussy lips. He cleaned your fingers with his tongue, tasting the arousal you had gathered while getting off on pleasuring him.

He pulled your fingers from his mouth with a loud, lewd pop. 

"Sweet." You watched him lick his lips, savoring the taste. 

Is it that sweet? I guess so…

taglist: @hoonguin @jakeycakeys @simjaeyunlvrclub @ni-kiluvzxo @livonianmaia @kristynaaah @heesunghoo @enhtt

The two of you entered the house, and Jake dropped down the remaining bags you brought. Looking at the living room, it still feels empty.  The two of you had already decorated the rest of the house, leaving this spacious area as a temporary dumping ground for your unwanted boxes and trash. A forgotten broom and dustpan sat in the corner, only highlighting how empty the room truly was. It completely lacked comfort—no couch, no TV, and zero aesthetic touches to fill the massive space. It was like a blank canvas waiting for your touch.

Jake back-hugged you, startling you a little bit. But you managed to lean into his touch, accepting his embrace.

“Babe, what do you think about our house? Do you like it?” Jake asked.

“I love it so much, Jake! It seems like you stole my imagination just to build my actual dream home,” you jokingly said, receiving a laugh from him.

“But the living room feels empty. What about going to IKEA right now? You know, to buy some stuff to fill up the space,” you added as you spun around, facing Jake with your pleading eyes.

“Alright! Let's go then,” Jake said as he smiled, grabbing your hand to leave the house again.

This is what you love about Jake—he's so laid-back and chill at the same time. He doesn't pressure you at all, going with the flow anytime you want.

Once inside the massive IKEA store, you immediately began grabbing everything that caught your eye. Since your favorite color was blue, your cart quickly filled up with different shades of blue kitchen towels, curtains, pillowcases, bedsheets, a light bulb and more.

On the other hand, Jake was busy finding the right, comfortable sofa for your living room. He gently rubbed his hand onto the showroom models, trying to find the right texture and softness. He sat down and slightly bounced on the cushions to feel how relaxing it could be when the two of you spent some time together on that specific couch…

Your eyes wandered to him, looking so innocent as he tried out every sofa and chair he found. But your mind couldn't help but think about the dirty things you could do on that sofa. A deep blush crept up your neck as you realized where your thoughts were heading. You're imagining how good Jake would look sitting on it while you're giving him a head—

Oh shoot! Not right now.

While being distracted by your dirty thoughts about your husband, he called out, making you stop fantasizing about him.

“Babe! I need your opinion on this one,” he called out, pointing to a stunning white-and-blue sofa.

“Oh my gosh, it's perfect! It matches the color of the house and all the stuff I just picked out,” you said, appreciating the piece that Jake chose for your living room.

“Nice one! We should get this. Let's go to the counter to ask if it's still available,” Jake happily said, reaching for the handle of your cart.

What a gentleman. You can give whatever he wants.

“Let me push this for you, it's getting really heavy,” he said as he took the cart from your hands.

As you walked side-by-side toward the cashier, your playful eyes locked onto his forearms. Pushing the heavy cart made the muscles in his arms stand out, catching your attention immediately.

The veins on his forearms were very prominent, just like his…

Damn it! Stop stop stop it, Y/N.

Jake looked breathtaking every single hour of the day, but today felt different. He was radiating a magnetic, sun-kissed kind of heat that made your chest tighten. You couldn't help but view him as a total treat you wanted to devour right on the IKEA floor.

Maybe you're just hungry? 

You desperately tried to convince yourself that an IKEA hot dog would solve the problem.. That food would definitely satisfy the actual hunger you were feeling for your hot husband right now. 

Yeah, sure. Whatever.

“Is there something wrong? You look flushed right now,” Jake noted, turning his gaze to your bright red cheeks.

“M-me? Y-yeah! I forgot my hand fan in the car, that's why I am feeling hot,”  you stammered, desperately trying to cover your lies. 

"Alright..." Jake muttered, looking completely unconvinced by your excuse. Still, he rubbed your shoulder gently. "Just make sure to always bring it. I don't want you feeling uncomfortable.”

His touch did nothing to calm you down. It only made you feel more feral, leaving you completely desperate for more.

…

When the two of you got back home, Jake immediately started his duty as a responsible husband. He began hanging the blue curtains you had picked out earlier, and your gaze didn't leave him for a second. As he reached up to change the living room lightbulb, his shirt rode up, revealing his sexy v-line and the waistband of his Calvin Klein boxers. Next up was the heavy-ass sofa. You watched his veiny forearms flex as he effortlessly assembled the pieces he had chosen at the store.

You practically tried to chug cold water to ease the intense thirst you were feeling for him. You paced back and forth across the living room, trying hard to focus on your own decorating, but it was impossible. You were completely distracted by your hot husband, who was looking like a total DILF just by building a fucking couch.

Honestly, tears were practically running down your thighs at this point. 

When Jake finally finished assembling the sofa, he proudly called you over to show off his hard work.

“Babe, come here! Look at this,” he called out excitedly.

“Wow! You did a great job on this. Thank you, babe!” you said being a grateful horny wife, giving him an appreciative smile as you joined him in the living room.

“Let's sit down here together, it's so soft and comforting–”

But before he could finish his sentence, you pushed Jake onto the sofa, catching him completely by surprise as he fell back against the cushions. Standing directly in front of him, you parted his legs and positioned yourself right between his spread knees. Afternoon light cut through the window behind you, catching the sharp line of his jaw, the bob of his Adam's apple as he swallowed.

"You've been a responsible husband, as always, Jake. You deserve some reward…" you said flirtatiously, watching him flustered by your sudden words.

The need of your husband being inside yours had coiled tighter with every hour, and now, finally, you could have him. All yours.

You sank to your knees. The soft furry carpet pressed on your knees, as you reached for his shorts,and gently palmed his semi-hard length. You felt him twitched against your hand the moment your fingers curled around him. A moan escaped from his throat, and you felt him growing bigger under your touch as you rubbed, slow, deliberate circles.

"B-babe—"

"Shh, let me take care of you."

You leaned forward and pressed your lips to his clothed dick, holding his gaze the entire time. The heat of him bled through the fabric onto your mouth. A heavy whine broke from him. Whiny Jake was like music to your ears—a sound you could listen to all day without ever complaining.

Your fingers found the waistband of his shorts and tugged, slow, dragging the elastic down. He lifted his hips without being asked. What a good boy. You pulled the fabric down his thighs, just over his ankles, onto the floor. His black Calvin Klein briefs followed — the same ones you'd been staring at all afternoon. 

Uhm…

Followed by Jake pulling his shirt over his head in one quick motion, tossing it aside, kicking the pile of clothes away. He settled back against the cushion, spreading his legs wider enough for you to settle in, and his hard dick sprung free, slapping against his stomach with a soft sound.

Your mouth went dry, but you feel yourself down there getting wetter. 

He was huge. Fat, long, flushed glossy pink at the tip where pre-cum oozed in a slow, shining bead. The veins running along his shaft stood out thick and prominent — just like the ones on his forearms. His dick twitched on its own without being touched. 

That was your sign to finish what you started.

You gently wrapped your hand around him, pumping slowly. Heavy. Almost rock-hard beneath the skin, but the skin was soft and burning hot against your palm. Jake's eyes fell shut, his jaw tightening, and you watched the tension ripple through his abs as he registered the feeling of your soft, lotion-smooth hand wrapped tight around him. 

Jake mentally noted that he will definitely be buying you the best quality hand cream in the market for the rest of his life if this was the result. It doesn't matter if it's expensive as long as your hands feel soft against him.

“You ready, babe?” asking one more time before taking him into your mouth. 

You opened your mouth wide, tongue out, and sucked his mushroom tip between your lips. The taste hit immediately — salt, skin, the faint slick of his pre-cum coating your tongue. A moan slipped out of him again, as you worked his tip like a melting popsicle, chasing every drop that beaded from his slit. Your head bobbed faster, taking more of him each time, and Jake's hand found your hair, gathering the long strands away from your face, holding them at the back of your head so he could watch.

He loves watching you doing the most sinful thing to him.

"Ooh—Ahh— Shit, keep sucking me, oh my god!"

You hummed around him, the vibration traveling down his shaft, and pushed deeper. The thick head of his dick pressed against the back of your throat, and you swallowed, muscles tightening around him. His hips bucked up due to the sensation, hand pressing your head down gently, wanting more, wanting to be buried in your throat completely. He doesn't care anymore, he just wanted to know how deep you could take him. And as always, Jake's wish was your command. You relaxed your jaw and took him deeper, nose pressed against his pelvis, smelling the vanilla scent from the body wash he always uses. 

"Ahh— right there, please! Ugh— Uhm—"

"Y-Y/N, don't stop, please… I'm almost t-there—!"

Jake was a moaning mess underneath you. His free hand gripped the soft new cushion, knuckles white, and you could feel every vein on his shaft dragging against your plump lips as you pulled back and sank down again. The sight of his big dick disappearing into your mouth over and over.  Lips stretched tight around his massive dick, the wetness from his pre-cum and mixed with your saliva. You knew you looked messy right now.  But for Jake, it was unbelievably hot. He likes it messy, he doesn't want to admit it. The way his dark eyes locked onto your mouth said he thought so too. 

A scene that will forever replay in his mind if you are away.

He pulsed hard against your tongue now, the rhythm was fast, desperate. Your saliva and his pre-cum had turned everything sloppy, slick, and the wet sounds of your mouth working him filled the room as it echoed lewdly. You bobbed faster, just the way he liked, cheeks hollowing.

"Oh— I'm cumming, shit, shit, shit—"

A loud groan tore from his chest as his hips slammed up and he came, hard, deep in your throat. Hot, thick ropes hitting the back of your mouth, and you swallowed around him, milking every drop. As a bratty wife, you didn't stop. You just care about him, right? You kept on sucking him, your tongue working on his swollen pink tip, drawing out every last pulse until nothing came anymore. He squirmed beneath you, hips jerking, his hand pushing gently at your head — too sensitive, too much to handle — but you gripped his thighs and held him still, staring up at him with his softening dick still in your mouth.

“T-too much.. Ahh–Please s-stop!” He tried to beg, eyes were glossy, but you just shook your head.

A tear slides down on his soft cheeks.

Fucked out. That was the only way to describe Jake's situation right now. Chest heaving, those delicious chiseled abs locked tight, a sheen of sweat glistening at his hairline and trailing down his temples. His lips were parted, gasping for air. As he ran his fingers through his wet fluffy hair calming himself.

What a sexy husband, isn't he?

You remembered how Jake told you the stories of his female coworkers who hit on him at the office — the ones who left suggestive sticky notes on his monitor, asking him for a dinner — who touched his arm playfully in the in the meeting room — flirting at him as if they were not updated about his love life that he was engaged already — Poor them. 

Now that you're married, this version of Jake belonged to you and you alone.

You pressed one last kiss to his tip, and you stood.

“We’re not done yet. I'm going to ride you now.”  you smirked at him, gently pressing a soft kiss on his pink lips.

Your clothes came off piece by piece. Short first, peeled down your legs. Your top, pulled over your head and dropped. The bra that Jake gifted to you last valentines day, lacy underwear — each clothes kicked aside until you stood bare in front of him like a goddess. Jake's eyes tracked every inch of you as you stepped forward and swung one leg over his lap, straddling him on this newly bought sofa.

What a nice way to use this comfortable sofa… 

You lowered yourself, grinding your wet pussy along the length of his dick, feeling him harden again beneath you, the slick heat of him sliding between your folds. His hands found your hips, slowly caressing your soft skin. You reached down, positioned the tip of his dick at your entrance, and let just the head slip inside — a tease, a sweet stretch — making both of you inhale sharply.

“Ohh fuck…T-that was good. So tight hmmp–” Jake managed to say despite being tortured by your wet and tight pussy.

Then you sank down, slowly, taking him inch by inch, feeling the thick stretch of him opening you up, the fullness building until he was buried deep inside you, and you began to bounce, slow and deliberate, savoring every sensation of your husband filling you completely. You love how hard and deep he is inside you, his fat tip reaching your sweet spots.

“You like this? You feel how desperate I am for you?” you teased him, as you slowly moved your hips against him.

Jake didn't bother to answer you, he just moaned as threw his head against the sofa.

As you ride him, Jake's hands roam against your body, touching your delicate skin, pulling you closer to him, his fingers digging into your hips, urging you to move faster, the sofa creaking in rhythm along with your bodies.

Jake kneaded your left boobs roughly as he sucked the other one like a thirsty man wanting to be hydrated.

“You look pretty while riding me.” he said, lifting his head as he sexily stared at you. 

You glanced down at him with his fucked out state, making you feel hornier than ever. You slammed your hips harder, boobs bouncing in front of him. Jake bit his lower lip, shamelessly watching you bouncing up and down on top of him.

The best view ever. 

Your moans become louder, clenching hard around his pulsating dick, desperate to reach your orgasm. Both legs are shaking, too overwhelmed from the pleasure. 

“Your dick feels good! Hnggh–!” you cried out.

Instead of replying back, Jake rubbed your swollen clit, teasing you as you rode him. "You like that, baby?" he whispered, his hips snapping up to meet yours. "Like this?

"Y-yes!" you cried out, your head thrown back in ecstasy. "D-don't stop, please don't stop! Don't you dare to stop, Sim Jaeyun!

You're going insane.

He chuckled as he continued to tease your clit, rubbing it in slow, tortuous circles. You could feel your orgasm building, your walls clenching around him as he thrust up into you. Your moans grew louder, filling the room with the sound of your pleasure.

"That's it, ride me. Show me how fucking desperate you are." Jake urged, his hands gripping your hips tightly.

“You think I didn't notice how you eye fucked me earlier while we're in IKEA? the way your eyes runs down on my forearms as I assembled this fucking sofa.” he added, lapping your sensitive nipples again.

Your hips moved faster, slamming down onto him as you chased your release. Jake met each thrust, his cock driving deep into you. The sensation was overwhelming, your body wound tight with tension.

Your orgasm crashed you over like a tidal wave. You screamed, your pussy clamping down on him like a vice as you came hard. Jake groaned, his hips stuttering as he followed you over the edge. Desperate for his second release.

“F-fuck! Baby…” 

He growled, burying himself deep as he spilled inside you. His cock throbbed, pulsing as he filled you with his hot seed. Jake rested his face on the crook of your neck planting small kisses.

You collapsed against him, both of you panting and trembling after the intense sex you had. As a sweet husband, Jake wrapped his arms around you, holding you close as you caught your breath. You could feel his heart pounding beneath your cheek.

"Thank you for the reward, babe.” he murmured, pressing a soft kiss to your hair. “I'm lucky to have you as my wife.”

You smiled at him, nuzzling into his neck. "So are you," you whispered back. "I love you, Jake.”

"I love you too," he replied, his voice soft and filled with emotion. Comforting as always. 

The two of you stayed like that for a long moment, just enjoying the feeling of being together, being warm against each other. Connected in the most intimate way possible. 

Eventually, Jake helped you off his lap, both of you wincing slightly as he slipped his soft cock out of you. He pulled you down onto the sofa beside him.

"Stay here, I'll clean you up first.” he murmured, stroking your hair. 

Jake quickly pulled his Calvin Klein boxers back on and hurried to the bathroom to grab some towels and wet wipes to clean up the aftermath of your intense session.

He kneeled down in front of you, gently wiping away the fluids leaking from your swollen entrance. Even though he had just finished, his cheeks were still flushed at the sight of you, and he could feel himself twitching inside his boxers.

Not again.

“Jake!” you warned, noticing the very visible erection pushing against his boxers.

“I swear, I'm not trying to! You just look so sexy, you know?” he stammered, trying to make up an excuse.

“Oh my god... did we break the sofa?” your eyes widened as you shifted your weight, causing the couch to creak unstably beneath you.

Jake leaned down to check the frame and noticed that one of the main legs was completely bent out of shape, causing the loud creak. This was the literal, physical outcome of your wild session earlier…

“Don't worry, babe, I've got this! We have a one-year warranty on this, right?” Jake tried to calm you down, completely serious.

“Fuck you, Jake! What a fantastic idea," you replied sarcastically, face-palming as you gave him a total death glare. "Do you want to tell them that we broke this couch because we had intense sex on it? Really?!”

Jake just burst out laughing, totally unfazed.

You were absolutely doomed.

What on earth were you supposed to tell IKEA Customer Service?!

note: idk why i ended it like this lmao 😭 peace y'all!! btw, i keu's forearms so much tho he barely shows them arghhh! also, calvin klein plsss make jake as your ambassador huhuhu im on my knees i swear

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