My stepbrother wants me 2 || 𝓶𝔂𝓰 𝔁 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

15| Suspicion

I walked quietly towards the man and looked down at him "Is something wrong?"

He half smirked, putting his hands on each side of my waist; dragging me closer to him "Sit down"

I sat on his legs and put my hand on his shoulder "You know that we're sitting like this in our parents' living room, right?"

"They went to sleep, don't worry" He placed his hand on my thigh and leaned in to peck the spot under my ear

"It's late and I'm sleepy" A big yawn left my mouth "Can I go to my bed?"

"Tomorrow is Saturday and that means that you don't have school. You'll have plenty of time to rest"

I looked down at my legs as I felt his hand going all the way up to the inner part of my thigh and then down again "Your hands are too warm" I whispered, feeling the chills penetrating my skin

The tension I'm feeling right now is too strong

He hummed, still stroking my shivered skin "I'm feeling hot, that's why" He whispered close to my ear, not taking his eyes away from mine

My gaze fell down on his lips

Once he noticed, he approached my face slowly, reducing the gap between us

He locked our lips, tightening his grip on my thigh as I put my hands on his shoulders

Although the atmosphere is heated, I can't fully enjoy it because I have a feeling that someone will come down here and see us

On the other hand Yoongi seems to be strongly into it. He's kissing me passionately while touching my weak body

I put my hand on his torso and gently pushed him a bit back

"We can't do this here"

He nodded and took my hand in his to intertwine our fingers "Follow me"

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I stood up as he dragged his body away from the armchair, we walked all the way up the stairs and headed to his bedroom

When we reached the room he opened the door and pulled me in

He didn't turn on the lights but pushed me against the door, placing his left hand on the back of my head and the right one on my lower waist as he crushed his lips on mine, kissing me roughly and intensively

During our make out session I reached the key behind me and locked the door

I walked forward towards the bed as I got a hold of his shirt and yanked it up. He broke apart long enough to pull it over his head and toss it aside. His hands slid around my head, pulling me back to his mouth. He sat on the mattress and made me sit on his crotch.

He slid his hands on my hips and kept grasping my lips hungrily, making my body hot at an extremely high level

My heart pounded in my chest as my knees got weaker. His fingers traveled in my skin as he gave me open-mouthed kisses full of passion

He raised his hand and cupped my nape, pulsing warmth as his tongue conquered the depths of my mouth

His hands were moving down, under my shirt, his fingers skimming over my skin, sending a rush of blood to every part of my body.

My shirt joined his on the floor. Skin against skin. His hummed, brimming full of power. I ran my fingers down his chest, to the button on his jeans.

"So beautiful" he murmured against my swollen lips. And then he was kissing me again. There was only feeling and wanting. That was all. I wrapped my legs around his hips, pulling him closer, telling him what I wanted with my soft moans.