đ„summary: You loved nothing more than being the wife of your husband. Everything he was, whether it was because of him, you or his job, was everything youâve ever wanted.
đ„genres: smut&angst//mafia!au//adult themes//sexual content//fluff//PWP
You put on the best dress in your closet, although the perception of it is better to you than anyone else. A deep red velvet dress that hugged your body as if it were your own skin. The length would make your husband go crazy but he was the one who bought it. It showed a lot skin just how he liked it. Your back exposed and your collarbones peeking out from the low neck line. The long sleeves of soft velvet matieral making your arms look long and slender. Your hair was pinned back in a low sleek ponytail. A pair of sapphire earrings you got for your 4th anniversary and the matching dainty gold necklace with a sapphire S decorated your neck. Your long legs exposed and feet adorned a pair of black stilettos. You looked fair and poised. Almost like a representation of who everyone thought you were. A façade of someone you were not.
âYou look ravishing Mrs. Kim.â quipped your ever so loyal guard. He stood tall and strong at the front door waiting for you to appear. You called him and planned this big surprise for your beautiful husband. Gave him the usually run down of how heâs been in the office a lot lately and could use his wife to lighten the place up. Of course he went along with it. He was like your right hand.
âThank you Joo. Is everything ready?â you said greeting the man with a warm smile. You were past the point of feeling uncomfortable with him. But you had to be aware of the beauty you possessed. A small smile or look of your eye and he would still falter in his tracks.
âYes maâam, as always. Ready to go?â he said after a moment of adoration for his small person.
The plan was to visit your husband at work. His work being his warehouse off the shore. He built it up into a suitable place to run his business. Illegal trades and manufacturing was profitable and set a life he wanted. A life one would back out of any chance they could. But he was the boss; a real megamind. No bad rep, no misunderstandings. All business and no talk.
You knew the building well. It was once where you worked under him. A woman in charge of finances in an illegal trade market was odd but he knew that youâd go undetected so he took you in. Only to fall for you a year later. You looked everything but what your life was.
Once you reached the main entrance, you walked down the long hallway that led to a large opening. This is usually where quick meetings happened if things needed to get serious. Like when someone sold blueprints under Junmyeonâs name and it back fired. That person is no longer alive and lost his life in that very spot.
But this time, you saw a crowd around a body being beaten to death. The silence of the hovering crowd was a tell all for who was delivering the brutal reward.
âCome with me little fairy.â a voice said as you were led away towards Junmyeonâs office. The voice of your favorite person other than your husband, Byun Baekhyun. You walked into the dim lit office and sat on the desk as you have done a million times. The fresh face of Baekhyun greeting you once he closed the door.
âYou look absolutely delicious.â he said as blatant as he always did. His lack of restraint for his thoughts didnât surprise you anymore.
âThank you Baek. Thatâs what I was going for.â you smirked at the scheming man.
âTo what do I owe this pleasure Mrs. Kim?â he said coming to stand in front of you. A small smile on his lips as his eyes did the talking.
âIâm here to surprise Jun. Didnât think heâd be busy.â you said crossing your legs. If you didnât, you knew heâd find his way to stand between them. This didnât go unnoticed by him.
âAnd what about me little fairy? Iâm free to do whatever you want.â he said leaning forward a bit placing a hand on the desk next to you. His stare still could do things to you even now.
âWhat would we do with my husband right outside that door Baek?â you asked deviously playing into his game. His bottom lip going between his teeth in an attempt to hide the fire you still lit in him.
âYou know what I like little fairy.â he said getting closer to your face only to stop and let his delicate fingers move to your thigh from the table.
âYes I do. But that requires someone who isnât married. At least not to your boss.â you said smirking as his lips were almost touching yours. The fire coming alit from ashes and embers.
âOne taste wasnât enough. This is insanely cruel of you.â he breathed. His own restraint was wavering in front of your very eyes as he replayed the memory of the two of you from so long ago.
âOne taste was all you wanted. Should have savored it when you had the chance.â you said as you placed your finger on his lips pushing him back slowly. The look of another failed attempt to have you taking over his face. But that wouldnât be the last time.
âI hear my beautiful wife has graced us all with her presence.â Junmyeonâs voice booms through the room from the doorway. His dark hair ruffled a bit but still perfect. His black button up unbuttoned at the top to show just enough for his collarbones. The sleeves rolled up to show off his expensive watch you got him just two weeks ago. His gold wedding band on his finger a contrast to his red bloody fist.
âI am.â you said getting up and fixing your dress that rode up a lot since you sat down. His eyes devoured his wife standing before him as Baekhyun did the same.
âYou are.â he said still watching you as he walked forward. You held your hand out before he could reach you and pointed to his hands. He smirked to himself and went to his sink to wash them. No way would he let the blood of anyone touch you. But sometimes at the sight of you, he loses his right mind.
âI trust youâve been a big help Baek.â Jun said rather sarcastically as he washed his hands at the exposed sink in the bar. You looked at Baek who looked rather happy again.
âWell sheâs still as devoted as the last time I saw her if thatâs what your asking.â he said. Again his thoughts coming out through a very weak filter.
âUntil next time my little fairy.â he said taking your hand and placing a warm kiss to the flesh. Junmyeon stood behind him allowing his childish yet dear friend get the last bit of satisfaction.
âYouâre always so bold with your actions Baek.â you said smirking to the cheeky man.
âWe all know who you belong to Mrs. Kim.â he said backing away patting Jun on the chest before leaving the room. The bubbly aura also leaving with him.
âNow, where were we?â he said coming closer to you. His hand grabbed your chin while the other opened your legs so he could stand comfortably in between them; a place he knew all to well. His kiss slow and sweet. A vast contrast to his attitude and physique.
âI thought I told you not to wear this dress out.â he said after his fell for your lips grew too much. His hands found their way to the hem of your dress that has once again rid up too high. Only he pushed it up a little higher almost ruining his surprise.
âYou bought it. And I can do what I want with it. I am wearing it for you.â you said. The hint of defiance in your tone making his hand twitch against your bare thigh.
âIs that so?â he said. The look in his eye a warning but nothing you havenât seen before.
âI wore it for you. Donât you like it on me?â you said changing the tone. His favorite thing about you was how easy you could evade being punished. How easy you got under his skin and crawled right back out.
âWhat am I going to do with you Mrs. Kim?â is all he said before picking you up and carrying you around to the other side of his desk. His strength a turn on for how easy he could pick you up whenever he pleased. He placed you back on the desk and sat in the chair. You crossed your legs. He shot a look at you and back down at your crossed legs.
âMrs. Kim, are you wearing that dress with nothing on underneath it?â he said in a stern sort of tone that sent shivers down your spine.
âYes sir.â you said. The excitement of not knowing how heâd react shot the nerves in your body everywhere. One thing you loved about his job was how unpredictable he could be after it. When he came home or when you came to him, his love for you was always evident. But there were so many ways heâd show it. Whether it be passionate sex on the dinning room table or rough sex in the back seat of the car. So many different emotions that he would experience through his busy day all for you to fuck out of him.
âLet me see.â he said rubbing his finger along his bottom lip. His eyes traveled all over your curves waiting for you to open your legs. You knew you were wet enough that he would go crazy. You could feel how your lower lips were throbbing for him as he sat back in his chair looking ever so powerful.
You leaned back on your hands and opened your legs placing your black stilettos on the arms of his desk chair. His eyes following your body from your face down to his favorite meal; soaked and warm ready for his taking. His gaze so intense it made your legs shiver.
âYouâre so bad.â he said. His lower half moving in his seat slightly. You noticed he must be awfully uncomfortable in those pants at the sight of you. His own hands clenching at nothing.
âIâm a good girl.â you breath out weakly. The excitement or want was making your brain go frantic.
âGood girls donât make their husbands this insane.â he said sitting up. His face moving ever so close to your legs. His hands ran up the inside of your thighs; his hands so soft and warm against your skin. It sent your eyes closing just from the touch.
âGood girls wouldnât make their husbands dick hard and do nothing about it.â he said with his hands right next to where you wanted them the most. His words making you open your eyes and look at him looking up at you.
âIâll do whatever you want.â you breathed. Your hand going to push his hair back as your lower lip suffered between your teeth.
âThen fuck me.â he said leaning back in his large chair. His hands going to unbutton his shirt one by one. Your legs closing slightly at the way his tone came out. His language and how he used it were an incredible match. His job being the one to take credit for that. His stern attitude and short replies getting right to the point. With you, he knew what octave turned you on, what words sent more of you wetness seeping out of you.
His shirt off, his hands now moving to unbutton his pants but you stopped him before he could push them down. You stood up and pulled the skin tight dress off your body. Letting it fall next to you before you pulled his pants and boxers down letting his cock spring free, angry and red and ready. Your lips just want to taste him. But his leaking tip is calling your walls. You look up at him and beg with your eyes. âPlease just one tasteâ. But heâs good at denying what you want even if he wants it too.
âGood girls get to suck my cock. But you, you defied me. Now fuck me.â he said with a certain type of fire in his voice. It made your cunt clench.
You stood back up and went to straddle him. His hands grabbed your thighs forcing you down on his length and you instantly started to grind on him. The warmth and hardness collecting your ample wetness.
âSo bad. You like being bad, I know you do.â he said taking your chin and holding your face to his. His breath hot on your lips. His own hips moving slightly as you grind up and down his length against his stomach.
âDid you come here to make me punish you?â he asked taking his spare hand and grabbing your breast. The feeling making your head go back.
âI asked you a question.â he said slowly as he twisted your nipple making you whine, a sound his cock twitched at.
âNo sir.â you responded. His hand letting your nipple bounce back as he pulled and released it.
âThen put my dick inside you and fuck me. Iâm not asking again.â he growled into your lips. Your own heartbeat speeding up drastically as you leaned up and lined him to your hole. Your body warm and excited to have him inside you.
You slid down on him, your hand grabbing his shoulder while the other pushed his full length inside you. It was right of course but it always seemed to get harder to fit. Your whimpers only making him twitch inside you. He liked the way you took him in. How your face contorted and your small body moved to take him all in. He never helped, always just wantched as his wife of ally his time still wasnât used to her husbands cock.
âToo much for you still. Maybe I donât fuck you enough.â he said holding your hips. Not helping you but i. the case that he needed to, he would. But he knew like you knew that you two fucked more than enough. But there was nothing that could get you used to how thick he was.
You felt his hands tighten on your hips as your eyes closed tight. You pushed yourself down all the way letting out a high whine at the stretch. Your breathing scattered and labored as you kept holding your breath. His own face telling of how much he loved watching you like that.
âYouâre so beautiful you know that? And I love you so much. You know that right?â he whispered in your ear. His hands going to grab your ass and massage it as you sat completely still throbbing on his cock. They slowly slid down to just below your ass where your thighs connect. His lips leaving hot kisses along your shoulder and neck.
âBaby please. One second please.â you begged. You knew what he was doing. He was tired of waiting. His cock only growing harder inside you. He was going to make you fuck him. But your begging only did one thing to your husband. Just as the men who have begged him to spare them. Heâd do the opposite.
âDo it again.â he said lifting you up completely off of his cock. The sound of him coming out with a loud pop and a moan from you. It was too much.
You did as told and lined yourself up again. But this time was no different from the first. It was even harder because you knew just how much youâd have to take. And the way his hands were still on your body meant he was going to make you.
âPlease.â you whimpered against his lips. A devious smile painting his face against your strained one.
âAnything for you baby.â he said. Then next thing you knew his hands tightened and he pushed you down into him completely making your double over onto him, nails digging into his back as you bit his shoulder to mask your scream. He didnât stop there. Only lifted you a bit so he could have leeway to do whatever he wanted. And he wanted to fuck your tight cunt.
âI told you to fuck me didnât I?â he said pulling out slowly but not all the way. The sound of your cunt holding him tight made you shiver in his hold. You nodded as you tried opening your eyes to the man you knew was staring at you, enjoying your reactions.
âAnd you havenât done it yet. So now I have to take matters into my own hands.â he said slapping your ass and slamming back into you. It was the first slam that sent everything into motion.
His hips roving into you fast and slow and expertly. His hands never loosened on your thighs. Your nails only digging deeper into his skin as your screams only got louder and louder. The sound of his sack hitting your skin only a bit louder than how his cock slid against your wet walls. Thrusting in and out and in again all within a second. His stamina only get better over the years and you wondered if heâd break you one day.
Your own body started to react. The shock subsiding and the need to fuck back growing inside you along with the ball of climax. Your body slamming back into his lap. The sound so lewd the entire building could hear. Your cunt tightening with every push in the right direction. Only he knew how to push you so far as to lose yourself on his cock. You hands exploring your body. Traveling all over your breasts and feeling your sensitive nipples as your head rolled back and forth swelling in euphoria.
âLook at my baby.â he whispered over and over again at the sight of you loosing control as you boncee on top of him. Your voice projecting such lust and want for him. Your hands running up and down your chest and stomach. The feeling of your own skin was hot and slightly wet. Your fingers finding their way into your mouth ever now and again making your husband curse under his breath. He loved when he fucked you so good you lost all focus and let your feelings take over. He loved watching your orgasm be the one in control of your body as he would be the one to give it to you.
âFuck!â you repeated over and over again as your high got higher and higher. It was going and going and you chased it for what felt like forever. It felt like it wasnât coming down. His voice hear between your screams.
âFuck. Come on baby. Cume for me. Cum on me right now.â he begged and you begged back. His cock working in overdrive as his fingers met your clit. Both your moans and begs being choked in your throats the minute your high dropped like a ton of rocks right on your spots. The feeling so hard you two had to stop completely. Too sensitive and exhausted to even move. Your throbbing cunt lined with strings of his cum. He didnât dare move. He took you and now he had to let you recover. His hands bringing you to his chest and he lightly glided his fingers up and down your spine. Both of your chests rising and falling. You could hear his heart beating through his chest and you smiled.
âIf I could marry you all over again I would everyday.â he said after a minute of silence and calm breathing. His words soft and true. His anger and aggressive nature left his soul the minute he came inside you. Now all thatâs left is your husband.
âAnd maybe Iâd say yes.â you said back to him sitting up a bit. His stare into your eyes full of love.
âI wouldnât stop until you did. Thatâs how we got here isnât it?â he said. His voice was so soft and deep. The voice of a man in love with a woman who loves him more.
âIt is. But I knew from the first date. I would say yes.â you whispered. You kissed his lips. Your bones tired and begging for a warm bath.
âHow did you know Iâd propose?â he asked.
âBecause who wouldnât.â you said.
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