Characters & Ages:
Y/N (22) - A college student, caring, expressive, and deeply loving.
Kim Seokjin (28) - The warm, responsible eldest. Romantic, protective, and nurturing.
Min Yoongi (27) - Quiet and intense. Shows love through subtle actions and deep emotional moments.
Jung Hoseok (25) - Bright, flirty, affectionate. Loves making her laugh and feel adored.
Kim Namjoon (25) - Wise, calm, and emotionally in tune. Always supportive, grounding her with love.
AUTHOR'S POV
What started as playful flirting-Seokjin's over-the-top compliments, Yoongi's quiet remarks, Hoseok's bright, teasing smiles, and Namjoon's thoughtful attention-slowly unfolded into something real. Each of them, in their own silent way, had fallen for Y/N. And they weren't hiding it anymore.
One night, after dinner, Seokjin confessed his feelings, followed by the others. They admitted how they'd all grown to love her not as a sister, but as a woman they cherished. Y/N was overwhelmed-confused, emotional, but also touched by the honesty and care they showed. She realized she felt the same. Not for one of them, but all four. Each had a special place in her heart-different but equal.
Seokjin, the oldest, was her gentle protector, always showering her with warmth and tender kisses on her forehead and cheeks. He cooked for her, scolded her when she skipped meals, and kissed her like she was the most precious thing in his world.
Yoongi, the quiet storm, barely spoke about his feelings but expressed them through soft music, intense stares, and deep, meaningful kisses. He held her close when she was anxious, always showing up when she least expected it but needed him the most.
Hoseok, the sunshine of the house, was always making her laugh. His affection was playful and spontaneous-peppering her with kisses when she wasn't looking, wrapping her in surprise hugs, and calling her his "happiness" every day.
Namjoon, the philosopher and calming soul, gave her space to breathe and feel understood. His love was slow, steady, and thoughtful. He kissed her like poetry-soft, intentional, and full of unspoken promises.
Instead of forcing her to choose, they created a relationship where they all shared her love, and she shared hers in return. The world outside might never understand it-but their home was filled with laughter, cuddles, slow dancing in the kitchen, shared breakfasts, and love letters hidden under pillows.
In this rare, beautiful bond, Y/N had not one soulmate, but four. And each loved her in a way only they could.
It was Sunday-Seokjin's day.
Y/N woke up to the smell of something sweet drifting into her room. On her bedside tray sat a small note in Seokjin's familiar handwriting, next to a heart-shaped pancake and a cup of hot chocolate.
"Happy Sunday, Princess. Dress cozy and meet me on the rooftop by sunset. Love, your Jin."
Her cheeks warmed. She knew Seokjin's days were always filled with something heartfelt-and just a little dramatic.
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As the sun dipped low, painting the sky in soft pink and orange, Y/N stepped onto the rooftop wrapped in a light cardigan. Her jaw dropped.
Seokjin had transformed the rooftop into a cozy paradise. Twinkling fairy lights crisscrossed overhead. A white bedsheet hung like a theater screen. A projector was set up, playing the opening credits of a classic romantic comedy. Huge cushions, a fluffy blanket pile, and a picnic basket waited in the center.
Seokjin stood near the edge, dressed in a soft cream sweater, his cheeks flushed from the effort.
"Ta-da!" he grinned. "Rooftop cinema night with the prettiest girl I know."
Y/N laughed, running into his arms. "You're so extra."
"Extra handsome," he corrected with a wink.
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They lay side by side under the stars, the movie playing in the background, but Seokjin spent most of the time watching her instead. Every time she laughed, he'd smile wider.
During a quiet moment, he turned to her and whispered, "You make every Sunday feel like the best day of my life."
Before she could respond, his hand gently cupped her cheek and he leaned in, brushing his lips softly against hers. Sweet, slow, and lingering-his kiss made her feel like the heroine in every movie ever made.
Y/N giggled, snuggling deeper into his arms.
With Seokjin, every moment was a grand romantic scene.
And on Sundays, she was always his leading lady.
Y/N. I'm going to show you how much I love you.
Seokjin's hands roamed over your body possessively, his touch gentle yet firm as he explored every curve. He leaned in close, his warm breath tickling your ear. I've been waiting all week for Sunday to come. Just to have you all to myself up here.
Mmmmmm,Seokjin smirked at your soft moan, his lips brushing against your neck as he spoke in a low, seductive murmur. Do you know how gorgeous you look under the moonlight? It's criminal, really. Makes me want to do very bad things...
Then do it who's stopping you,He chuckled darkly, one hand sliding down your side to grip your waist possessively "That mouth..." He pressed against you more firmly, letting you feel exactly what his words were doing to him. Are you sure, baby? Once I start, I won't stop.
Neither I want you to stop, Seokjin's pupils dilated with desire at your words. Without hesitation, he lifted you up and sat you on the edge of the rooftop, stepping between your legs. He captured your lips in a searing kiss, his tongue exploring your mouth hungrily.
Your legs wrapped around his waist automatically, pulling him closer. He growled softly, unbuttoning your dress slowly. Your breasts spilled out, making him lick his lips. He pushed your dress down your hips, leaving you only in your tiny lace underwear. He unbuckled his belt swiftly.
His pants fell to the ground, revealing his massive, hard erection. He pushed your underwear aside and pressed against your wetness, grinding against you slowly. You moaned loudly, throwing your head back. Seokjin took advantage of the exposed neck, sucking hard and leaving a mark.
Seokjin glanced around with a devilish grin, his voice a husky whisper. "Let them watch. I want the whole damn city to see who you belong to." He suddenly grabbed your thighs, spreading your legs wider. With one powerful thrust, he entered you deeply, filling you completely.
Ahhhhh,I cried out loudly, the sound echoing through the quiet neighborhood. Seokjin didn't care who heard. He pounded into you mercilessly, his powerful hips lifting you off the ground with each thrust. His hands gripped your thighs painfully, keeping you wrapped around him.
His pace became brutal, animalistic. He was fucking you like he hated you, like he loved you, like he owned you. Your breasts bounced with each impact, your hair fanned out behind you. A car drove by slowly, the driver clearly getting an eyeful.
The driver honked his horn, shouting something that was lost in the sound of Seokjin's heavy breathing and your moans. Seokjin just grinned wickedly and thrust even harder, making you scream louder. A group of people walking by stopped to stare, their phones out, probably recording.
Seokjin's eyes darkened dangerously at your encouragement. He slammed into you so hard the rooftop rattled beneath you. His abs tightened as he fucked you raw, not caring about anything but making you see stars. Are they watching how I fuck my girl? How I make her scream?
He grunted, his voice thick with lust and dominance. "Fucking perverts. Let them watch how a real man fucks." He reached down, rubbing your clit roughly in time with his thrusts. Your moans grew louder, more desperate.
AHHHHHHHH SEOKJIN..........,
Your cries of pleasure turned into desperate whimpers as Seokjin hit a particularly sensitive spot inside you. Tears streamed down your face, not from pain, but from overwhelming pleasure. The people below were clearly enjoying the show, their voices muffled but excited. "Does my baby like that?"
Yes so much, love
He growled deeply at your endearment, fucking you faster and harder. Sweat dripped from his forehead, his muscles tensing beautifully in the moonlight. Below, someone wolf-whistled, making him smirk. "Who's seeing who's pussy right now, hmm?"
Your seokjin,Between thrusts, he managed a cocky smirk. "That's right, baby. Who's making you cry like this? Who's making this perfect pussy drip?" He slides a hand between you both, feeling where they meet, making you gasp and cry out at the dirty display.
YOU KIM SEOKJIN....
"That's fucking right... Only your man can fuck you this good, make you scream this loud..." He drives into you forcefully again, hitting that spot perfectly. Below, some people are clearly masturbating, others are recording. "You like being watched while I fill you up?"
Seokjin watched your reaction, his voice dropping dangerously low and dirty. "My brothers could take turns ruining this pretty pussy, you know? One after the other, filling you up like a little slut." He snapped his hips harder. "Then I could come back and breed you again."
Ahhhhhhh yes,"Would you like that, baby? Being passed around like a toy between your men?" He continued his brutal pace, the sounds of skin slapping against skin echoing in the night. "We could all use you at once, fuck you until you're nothing but a mess of cum and tears."
YES BETWEEN MY MEN.....
"Mmmph, you like that dirty talk? You want your men to treat you like a this? " *He spread your legs wider, hitting deeper. "Jin could go first, then yoongi , then Hobi, then namjoon. All your brothers could have a turn."
Mmmmmmmm....yes
"And after they're all done, I'd come back and claim this pussy again. Fill you up with my seed one last time before passing you back to Jin." He leaned down, biting your neck possessively as he thrusts up into you. "You'd be so full of cum, baby."
Yn rolled her eyes in pleasure, He lifted your leg over his shoulder, pushing into you so deep you saw spots. He grabbed your hips roughly, pounding into you like he hated you. The bed creaked beneath you, your tits bounced with each thrust. He looked like a god between your legs, abs tight, jaw clenched.
He suddenly grabbed both your legs, putting them up high and wide. This new angle hit every sensitive nerve inside you. You screamed out his name, clawing at the bedsheets. He just smirked cruelly, knowing he was destroying your pussy. "Look at you, soaking the bed."
He pulled out suddenly, making you whimper. He flipped you over without warning, slapping one cheek hard. You yelped. He spread your ass cheeks wide, looking at your pretty little holes. He aligned himself and slammed back in without warning, making you cry out.
He continued brutally pounding into you from behind, the new angle letting him reach even deeper. His hand reached around, rubbing tight circles on your clit while he fucked you relentlessly. Your moans echoed loudly across the rooftop, intermingled with the wet sounds of your fucking.
Ahhhhh seokjin I'm cumin, He could feel you tightening impossibly around him, your moans climbing higher and higher in pitch. "That's it, cum on this dick," he growled, fingers pressing hard on your clit. A few more devastating thrusts and your orgasm crashed over you like a tidal wave.
TIME SKIPS
It was Monday-Yoongi's day.
The morning sunlight slipped through the curtains as Y/N stretched with a soft yawn. She blinked at the sticky note stuck to her side table.
"Get ready, sleepyhead. It's our day. Dress comfy. - Yoongi"
A smile bloomed on her face.
After a cozy breakfast Yoongi had silently prepped for her-toast with honey, strawberries, and black coffee-he appeared in the hallway, wearing a sleek black hoodie and grey sweatpants, his hair lazily swept back.
"You ready?" he asked, his voice deep and soft like morning rain.
Y/N nodded, slipping on her coat as they stepped out into the fresh spring air.
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Evening - "Phool Dinner"
Yoongi wasn't the type for extravagant dates. He preferred quiet corners, soft music, and conversations that didn't need many words. So, when he whispered, "I planned a phool dinner," Y/N blinked in confusion.
"Phool? As in... flower?"
He gave a rare, soft smile. "You'll see."
He drove her to a serene rooftop garden restaurant-a hidden gem. Candle-lit tables were surrounded by blooming flowers of every shade. The smell of roses and jasmine filled the air. A violinist played something soft in the background.
Every table had a floral theme. Yoongi had chosen lilies for their table-her favorite. The waiter brought a dish named Phool Pulao-a delicately spiced rice dish cooked with edible flowers, paired with rose lassi.
"It's all floral today," he murmured as he handed her a small bouquet of dried pressed flowers inside a glass frame. Inside, in his careful handwriting, it read:
"To my bloom in every season." - Y.
Her chest tightened. He wasn't loud with love, but his words? They lingered.
As they ate, Yoongi reached across the table, his fingers lacing through hers. "Spending a whole day with you like this... it's all I need."
Later, under a starry sky, he kissed her-slow, meaningful, and deep. His lips lingered on hers as if trying to imprint a piece of himself.
"I love you," he said against her lips, his thumb brushing her cheek.
They both changed into boxer and bikini already,
Yoongi watched you approach the pool, his eyes dropping to your tiny bikini. He was hard already. "Come here," He crooked a finger when you were close. He pushed you against the pool edge suddenly, lifting you up easily so you were seated there.
He spread your thighs wide, pushing his swim trunk down just enough to free his huge length. He looked up at you darkly, "You ready?" Yn nodded. He aimed himself and slid home in one deep thrust, making you throw your head back with a cry. The pool water rippled around you.
He withdrew almost completely before slamming back in, making the water splash around you. "Damn," He muttered, looking at your tits bouncing in the bikini top. He spread your legs wider, changing the angle. He hit your sweet spot dead on, making you moan loudly. "Shh,"
He started fucking you harder, faster. The water splashed louder with each thrust. His dark eyes watched intently where their bodies joined. "Look how easy you take my cock," he rasped out, one hand gripping your hip, the other sliding up your body to squeeze your breast.
He looked down at your body spread wide for him, like a sex doll. "God yes," He muttered low, "You love being our little slut. Taking our big dicks in every hole." He snapped his hips forward hard, "Answer me. You like being a whore for us?"
Yes I nodded and moaned at the same time,Yoongi's face twisted with dark pleasure as you moaned and nodded, confirming you loved being their whore. He growled and started fucking you brutally against the pool edge, his dirty talk getting filthier. "You love these big dicks stretching your tight little holes?"
Ummmm...yes,Yoongi pulled out suddenly, his cock glistening with your juices. He grabbed it and slapped it against your clit a few times, making you jump. "You want this cock back inside you?" he asked, rubbing the head against your entrance but not pushing in.
Yoongi smirked, knowing exactly what he was doing. He continued teasing your entrance with just the tip, making small circles but refusing to push inside. "What do slutty girls say when they want dick?" He asked, deliberately keeping his voice deep and taunting. "Use your words..."
*He kept rubbing the head of his cock against your clit and entrance, making you squirm with need. "Do you want me to fuck you again?" He asked, his voice dripping with lust. "Or do you want me to leave this pretty pussy empty and unsatisfied?"
*yn whimpered, "Give me the dick." Yn spread your legs wider, bouncing slightly on the pool edge, trying to get it back inside you. He laughed darkly. "Such a needy little slut. Here," He pushed the tip in slightly, "What do you call this?"
He kept the tip just inside your entrance, making you desperate for more. "What do you call my big dick?" He asked again, his voice low and demanding. "Say it and I might give you more." He swirled the head slightly, hitting your g-spot and making you gasp.
Yoongi chuckled darkly as he saw your desperation grow. "Still waiting for you to call my cock by its proper name. Isn't it polite to respect someone's manhood?" He teased, pushing the tip in just a tiny bit further before pulling back out completely.
Please yoongi,Yoongi smirked, enjoying your desperate squirming. "Last chance, slut. What do you call this magnificent dick that you so desperately want inside you?" He slapped his cock against your clit again, harder this time. "Say it right and I'll fuck you silly..."
I moaned pathetically, too far gone to play his game any longer. "Dick, fuck, I need that huge dick!" I begged shamelessly. Yoongi's eyebrows shot up in surprise at your vulgar plea, then his eyes darkened with lust. "That's right, slut."
Without warning, Yoongi slammed his entire length inside you in one brutal thrust. You screamed in pleasure, finally feeling full and satisfied. He started fucking you mercilessly, his hips slapping against your ass. "You like taking big dick, don't you, you little whore?"
He reached forward and pinched one of your nipples hard while pounding into you, his movements becoming more aggressive. "Answer me, you fucking slut." He sped up the pace, making the pool water splash around you. "Are you going to cum all over this big cock?"
Yes yes, You were bouncing on the pool edge, taking his entire length roughly. He wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you down onto him even harder, hitting your cervix. "You're taking it so well, you little whore," He growled, his voice hoarse.
I'm cumin,*Your inner muscles tightened around his length, signaling your upcoming orgasm. "Damn right, you're gonna cum," He muttered, going deeper and hitting that sweet spot inside you. He spread your ass cheeks wider apart, giving him better access and deeper entry. "Cream all over my big dick..." *
As i started to cum, your body convulsing around him, Yoongi let out a deep groan. He pulled out suddenly, making you whimper at the loss. Before you could protest, he flipped you over onto your stomach on the pool edge, lifting your hips up.
He entered you again without warning, making you cry out. He started hammering into you from behind, watching your ass bounce with each thrust. "God, you take dick so well," He growled, slapping your ass cheek. "Look at you getting pounded like a little whore..."
His dirty talk pushed you over the edge again, making you cum a second time. This time, he kept fucking you through your orgasm, prolonging it. "You're such a cum-loving slut," He hissed, grabbing a handful of your hair and pulling your head back.
Suddenly, amidst the fierce pounding, Yoongi leaned down and captured your lips in a searing kiss. His tongue invaded your mouth, dominating you completely just like his cock dominated your pussy. The contrast of the brutal fucking and passionate kiss made your head spin. "Mmmph..."
As the kiss deepened, he buried himself to the hilt and started shooting his hot load inside you. You moaned into his mouth, feeling your pussy fill up with his thick, warm cum. He kept kissing you deeply, his hips jerking as he emptied his balls inside your tight little hole.
TIME SKIPS
It was Tuesday-Jung Hoseok's day.
Y/N woke up to a loud honk outside her window, followed by Hoseok yelling, "Rise and shine, sunshine! Your prince has arrived!"
Still groggy, she walked out to find Hoseok leaning against his bright yellow convertible, sunglasses on, flashing his signature heart-stopping smile. The moment she stepped closer, he opened the door for her with a dramatic bow.
"Today, we ride with the wind."
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They hit the road just after breakfast, Hoseok's playlist of upbeat songs blaring through the speakers. They sang at the top of their lungs, wind in their hair, laughter echoing with every mile they drove.
The car ride wasn't just about the destination-it was about the little moments in between. Hoseok stopped at flower fields so she could pick her favorites. They danced barefoot near a lake. He bought her ice cream and stole little bites from her cone, just to see her pout.
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As the afternoon melted into golden evening, Hoseok drove to a quiet hilltop overlooking the city. A picnic was already prepared-sandwiches, fruit, and her favorite chocolate-covered biscuits.
They sat on a blanket as the sun dipped low, coloring the sky in hues of gold and orange. Hoseok lay beside her, hands behind his head, eyes fixed on the horizon.
"I love seeing you like this," he said softly, turning toward her. "Free. Glowing. Happy."
Y/N leaned into him, resting her head on his chest. His heartbeat was calm, steady, warm.
Then he tilted her chin up gently and kissed her-light, playful at first, then slow and full of emotion. His fingers brushed her jaw as he whispered, "You're my favorite view."
They stayed there until the stars blinked into the sky. On the drive back, he held her hand the entire way, humming to soft music, occasionally stealing glances at her with that warm, boyish grin.
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city lights shimmered in the distance like fireflies. Hoseok helped Y/N pack up their picnic, then tugged her by the hand, eyes twinkling.
"Not done yet, baby. The night's just getting started."
He opened the car door for her with a dramatic flourish, grinning. "Next stop: wherever the stars lead us."
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They hit the road again, this time driving through quiet backroads. The windows were down, letting in the cool night breeze. Hoseok played soft, dreamy songs now-his hand never leaving hers on the gearshift between them.
The world felt silent, peaceful, like it belonged just to the two of them.
They didn't talk much-just exchanged little glances, soft smiles. The kind of silence that felt warm and safe.
Eventually, he pulled the car over near an open field. The stars above were endless, shining bright without the city lights to drown them.
"Come here," he said, stepping out and opening her door. He leaned against the hood of the car, and she came to stand between his legs.
His arms wrapped around her waist, her hands rested on his shoulders.
"I love this," he whispered, resting his forehead against hers. "Just us. No noise. No rush."
And then he kissed her.
It was slow at first, his lips brushing gently against hers, teasing and soft. But as she leaned closer, his hands held her tighter, and the kiss deepened-still tender, still sweet, but full of unspoken affection. He kissed her like he had all the time in the world to adore her.
Her fingers slipped into his hair as the kisses lingered-one after another. On her lips. Her cheek. Her forehead.
Between each one, he murmured, "I've missed you all week... I wait for this day just to be yours."
As the night wore on, Hoseok kept stealing kisses and gentle touches. He was like a different person compared to his usual playful self-softer, more tender. His hands would occasionally drift up your sides or play with the ends of your hair while they stargazed.
Hoseok noticed your fidgety hands and smiled softly. As you started playing with the hem of his shirt, his own hands moved to rest on your hips. He watched you for a moment, your innocent actions stirring something inside him. Suddenly, he caught your hands and pulled you closer. "Baby..."
Yes,He pressed his forehead against yours again, his voice low and husky. "You know what you're doing to me, right?" He asked softly, his thumbs gently rubbing your hips. "Playing with my shirt like that..." He let out a soft chuckle, his eyes never leaving yours.
Yes I know, A smirk played on his lips as he saw the knowing look in your eyes. He liked that you were aware of the effect you had on him. His hands slowly slid up your sides, lifting his shirt with them. "Then why are you still touching me like that?"
I pouted when he said that,"Don't give me those innocent eyes," he whispered, one hand moving up to gently trace your bottom lip. His other hand stayed at your waist, pulling you even closer so you could feel how his heartbeat quickened. "It's not fair... playing with my shirt and pouting at me like that."
Hoseok's eyes fluttered closed as your lips met his. He immediately deepened the kiss, his tongue parting your lips to slide against yours. His hand moved from your waist to cup the back of your neck, pulling you even closer as he kissed you deeply, his arms wrapped around you.
He broke the kiss only to whisper, "Too much?" He asked softly, nuzzling your neck, his hands roaming gently up and down your back in soothing circles. He always made sure to be gentle, almost afraid to hurt you or make you uncomfortable.
*He laughed softly at your pout, pulling you back into his lap to cuddle you against his chest. "You drive me crazy," He murmured, his fingers carding through your hair gently. "You let the others be wild with you, but with me, you want gentle.."
Yes I want gentle with my hoba,
He smiled softly against your hair, his arms tightening around you protectively. "I'm not mad," He whispered, "I like that I'm your soft one. The one you come to when you need a break from the others." He paused, his hand moving to tilt your chin up.
I love you so much, His eyes softened, a genuine smile spreading across his face. He leaned down to press a gentle, loving kiss to your lips. "I love you more," he murmured against your mouth before capturing your lips in another soft kiss. "My little angel who needs her gentle boyfriend
Nodded with pout,*He chuckled softly, his thumb brushing your cheek. "You know what? I think I like that title." He pulled you closer, resting his chin on top of your head as he held you tightly. "I'll be your gentle boyfriend anytime you need me to be."
As you rested your head on his lap in the car, Hoseok gently massaged your scalp with his fingers, his touch soothing and rhythmic. He occasionally glanced down at you with a soft smile, enjoying this quiet moment together. "Comfortable?" he murmured softly.
He grinned at your giggle, his fingers tickling your scalp playfully. "See? Even your giggles are cute when you're with me. No wonder you always choose me for cuddle sessions." His thumb gently traced your bottom lip as he spoke softly.
Hoba I need you,His heart melted at your sudden neediness. He shifted slightly, wrapping his arm around your shoulders and pulling you closer to his side. "I'm right here, baby. What do you need?" His voice was soft and gentle, filled with love and concern.
I want you to make love to me ,*He let out a soft breath, his eyes never leaving yours. He could see the determination and desire in your gaze, and it made his heart race. He leaned down, pressing a gentle kiss to your lips before whispering against them, "Alright, baby. I'll make love to you right here."
His hands slowly began to explore your body as he kissed you deeply, his touch soft and deliberate. He carefully maneuvered you to straddle him in the passenger seat, mindful of the car's tight space. "You have to be extra quiet, okay? Don't want the others hearing us..."
Okay,He smiled against your lips, his hands moving to your hips as he guided you down onto him. He was already hard, and the feeling of you surrounding him made him let out a soft groan that he quickly swallowed back. "Shh... quiet, baby."
He began to move slowly, his hips lifting slightly to meet yours as he filled you completely. His hands gripped your hips, guiding your movements to match his slow, gentle pace. He nuzzled into your neck, placing soft kisses and gentle bites as he made love to you slowly and quietly in the car.
Ummmm...,He felt your soft muffled sounds against his neck, and it only encouraged him to continue his gentle love-making. His hands moved up to your back, pulling you flush against him as he deepened his thrusts slightly, trying to reach that spot inside you that would make you melt.
*He found that perfect spot inside you, and he could feel your body trembling with pleasure. He increased his pace just a bit, still maintaining the gentle rhythm you craved. His breath was hot against your ear as he whispered, "Right there, baby?"
Yes there hoba,He smirked softly at your pleased murmur, his hips rolling perfectly against yours as he continued hitting that sweet spot inside you just right. "Mmm, look at you, riding me so quietly in this tight car," he teased in a hushed tone, nipping playfully at your earlobe.
His voice dropped to a soft, gentle whisper as he made love to you, his words matching the tender pace of his movements. "You feel so good, baby... So warm and tight around me. I love being inside you like this... Just you and me, quiet and slow..."
Hoba I'm close, His breath caught in his throat at your whisper, his grip tightening on your hips as he maintained the perfect rhythm. His voice became even softer, more intimate. "That's my good girl... Come for me quietly, baby. I'm almost there too... Can you feel how hard I am inside you?"
Yes I can feel it hoba,
His thrusts becoming more deliberate, hitting that spot just right as he whispered intensely. "Keep those pretty lips sealed, sweetheart... I want you to come all over me, but quietly. Just like my good girl... Almost there..." His fingers dug gently into your skin as he felt his own climax building.
He felt your body tense and your breath hitch, knowing you were right on the edge. He leaned in, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispered softly, "Come for me now, baby." His final thrusts were deep and controlled, pushing you over the edge into a quiet orgasm.
He watched as you bit your bottom lip to keep your soft moans silent. It was incredibly sexy. He grabbed your hips tightly, pulling you down hard as he thrust up one last time, finding his own release without a sound. He released softly inside you, forehead dropping to yours.
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