Chapter 21
After my embarrassment has ebbed I decide to get on the treadmill but before I do I change my playlist, this time it's more clubby music which might be easier to run too. Jungkook goes over to the heavy bag and takes off his top. He is really well built, super toned and defined, those tattoos up his arm really make me tingle. He straps up his hands and I watch as I start a slow walk getting ready to increase the speed to a jog. The bandages are woven in a very intricate way, and you can see he has done it a fair few times before as it seems effortless and before I know it he is slipping his hands into the gloves.
He starts hitting the bag, moving his feet and dancing around it. The noises he makes are hot! Deep and sensual growls intertwined with sharp intakes of breath and the typical boxing hisses. He is getting a little tinge of sweat on his skin and his body begins to glisten. I push the speed button up on the treadmill and try to distract myself. 212 by Azealia banks comes on and I sing along, but there are some really bad words in it and I wonder if he knows what they are or if he is even listening. He looks as though he is off in another world. I look straight forward and concentrate on a spot on the wall trying not to watch him as he is a huge distraction.
After about 10 minutes i'm knackered and he is dripping with sweat. I slow the treadmill and step off. I go and get a towel for us both and take his over to him. He thanks me and wipes his face, his hair has stuck to his forehead and I can see just how long it has gotten. He attempts to push it back but finds it difficult with the gloves so I do it for him. I push it back with my fingers, they slide easily through his wet hair and I look him directly in the eye. He has a way of looking at me that almost seems like he is looking right through me or directly into my soul. I step back realising that this kind of behaviour is dangerous.
To try and break the sexual tension i'm feeling I finally ask him "where do you go when you box? It looks like you switch off, what are you escaping from?" He carries on hitting the bag and says "I'm not sure really, concentrating on the hits just silences my thoughts temporarily. I'm not sure if i'm escaping anything in particular". I press him a little by asking "so what thoughts are you trying to silence then?"
He stops, blushes and looks at me with those doe eyes of his and says "the things I want to do to you, the jealousy I feel towards Namjoon because he has you and how I wish it was me that met you first". I'm shocked that he has said that, I have thought for a while he might have liked me but I never thought he would admit it. I don't know what to say to him and I can feel my mouth gaping open. He goes back to hitting the bag and steps up the speed, it seems that he doesn't need to or want to hear my response which is good because i'm totally tongue tied.
I go back over to the yoga mats and start to stretch, remembering what he said about making sure you wind your muscles down too. I hope this little truth telling moment doesn't make things super awkward between us, that's the last thing I want or need at the moment. By the time i'm all stretched out he has finished with the bag and is unwrapping his hands. I grab a bottle of water each for us from the fridge in the corner of the room and shout "heads up" before throwing it to him. He catches it and comes over. "Did I make you feel uncomfortable?" He asks. I smile and reply "no, not at all. I'm flattered".
"I like this song" he says changing the subject. "What is it?" he asks. "It's called be faithful by Fatman Scoop" I say with a little chuckle. I'm sure he probably doesn't get why I find the name of the song funny, but it's like the universe telling me in it's only subtle way that i'm a married woman and I should drop these thoughts i'm having about a man who is essentially my Husbands brother. "Actually that song and the one from the kitchen are both in a film called save the last dance. Have you ever seen it?" I ask presuming that he hasn't because he didn't know either of the songs. He shakes his head. "We should watch it, it's good" I say.
"How about after we have both freshened up?" He asks. "Ok sure. I wonder if anyone else is awake yet?" I ponder. I tell him i'm going to go and shower again and toddle off down the hall and back to the main living area, it's quiet, there is no one around. I head back up the stairs and Namjoon is awake but still in bed flicking through his phone. He looks so cute when he is still sleepy. "Your all sweaty, what you been doing?" He asks. "I've just been running on the treadmill in the gym" I reply. "I need another shower now" I laugh.
"Let me help you get clean" he says in his deep sexy voice. I want nothing more so hold my hand out to lead him into the bathroom. He climbs out of bed, just in his Calvin Kleins and takes my hand. He pulls me in close and I feel him harden against my hip as he kisses me. He pulls of my t-shirt and licks my neck up to my ear and then bites my lobe. I run my fingers along the waistband of his boxers and dip them inside connecting with his cock. He lets out a muffled growl into my ear which sets my pulse racing and I begin to rub him. He grabs my ponytail and pulls it making me extend my neck, with his other hand he wraps it around my throat and says "Get in the shower you dirty bitch, you need punishing for getting sweaty". My legs go to jelly and my groin starts throbbing. I want to fuck him so badly but I can't.
I do as i'm told though and begin to walk into the bathroom and he slaps my arse hard. I take of my sports bra and leggings, now just standing there in my huge knickers. I am embarrassed for him to see me in these, and I don't want to take them off either because what's underneath is worse. He opens the shower door and turns on the water. I drop to my knees and pull his boxers down and inhale him into my mouth. He grabs my head and pushes me deeper on to his cock, he hits the back of my throat, a long deep groan emanates from him. I clamp my throat muscles around the tip and massage it. I really am good at it and usually I make him come quite quickly doing this but he seems to be aiming for some other form of release because he orders me to get in the shower.
I glance down at the huge knickers hoping he would take the hint that I don't want him to watch me take them off but he doesn't move. "Do as you are told or Daddy will have to punish you" he says. I know he knows i'm still bleeding but if this is what he wants i'm not going to argue with him or tell him no. I slide them down and quickly get under the water. He steps in behind me. He pulls my hair band out and pushes my head under the water, he grabs my throat and a breast and kisses me with such passion.
I can feel him throbbing in between my legs and it feels exquisite. I use my thighs to work him back and forth the water helping him slip through and back again. He grabs my arse and lifts me up, I instinctively wrap my legs around his waist and he pushes me up against the wall in the shower.
"You dirty little whore, you want Daddy to fuck you whilst you are bleeding? Beg me for it!"
Some women might not like being spoken to like this but these words coming from him send me into an orgasmic overload. I have wanted this from him for ages, needed this naughty side of him to come back so why it's here I am going to make the most of it. "Please, please ram your cock inside me, please give it to me, I need you right now" I say in my best sex kitten voice. He complies and pushes himself inside me. I'm still slightly swollen so I feel tight and his cock has to stretch me. I gasp at how good he feels and say "oh yeah Daddy just like that".
He kisses me hard and bites my bottom lip, his hands are on my hips and he is pushing himself into me so hard I feel him on my cervix. The pressure on my g spot is intense and I feel my legs begin to spasm. "Oh god yeah, I am going to come already Joonie" I scream.
"Yeah, you are, come for me baby, come on. You like me pounding your tight little hole huh?" In a mad frenzy of naughtiness and dirty talk we both come hard. I definitely needed that, and I think he did too. He lets me down and my feet reconnect with the floor but my legs don't want to work. I put my arms around his waist and he bends down to kiss me.
"Wow" he says, "that was amazing".