She was a fast machine
She kept her motor clean
She was the best damn woman I had ever seen
She had the sightless eyes
Telling me no lies
Tiffany was concentrated in the rock singer on the stage, dancing wildly and without her shirt on.
At first, she was reluctant to go. But Yuri had been hell bent on her witnessing the star she was managing. Of course, she had head Taeyeon's name, but she had no particular interest in rock so it never even crossed her mind going to one of her concerts. Yet, there she was. In Seoul's most exclusive club, nodding her head along the lyrics of the song.
Who could imagine? The most important businesswoman in South Korea, engrossed in the show of such rowdy and wild singer. It seemed made up. But she didn't care, the young blonde had caugh her attention since she laid eyes on her.
Taeyeon jumped around the stage with the mic in hand. A layer of sweat covering her thin body.
There were even bras being thrown at her. There. In a fucking club.
Knockin' me out with those American thighs
Their eyes locked for a second and Taeyeon smirked at her. Tiffany tried hard to hide her smile but it was futile.
Why was it that this baby-faced singer made her smile so effortlessly?
Taking more than her share
Had me fighting for air
She told me to come but I was already there
'Cause the walls start shaking
The earth was quaking
My mind was aching
And we were making it and you
Shook me all night long
Yeah you shook me all night long
The girl sang the lyrics without a care in the world. Like it was the most normal thing for someone on their early twenties to be singing about.
Taeyeon finishes the song breathless, her chest heaving from all her previous movements. She sends a peace sign to the crowd and gets off the stage.
She sees Yuri making her way towards the blonde and handing her a towel. She observes the tall brunette whispering something in the girl's ears and Taeyeon glancing her way, smiling charmingly after their eyes connect once again.
Soon, the pair heads to her booth–Tiffany, I would like to introduce you to Taeyeon. Taeyeon, this is my dear friend, Tiffany.
–Nice to meet you Taeyeon – Tiffany extends her hand and Taeyeon ogles her shamelessly as she takes it, caressing the back of it with her thumb.
–Nice to meet you, Tiffany.
Yuri senses something and decides to retreat to the bar, leaving the pair alone.
–I really liked your song
–Thank you
–Did you compose it for anyone in particular? – Tiffany asks, genuinely curious.
–No. There's no muse – She shakes her head, but quickly stops herself – But I think I might just found her . . .
Tiffany raises one brow in amusement and Taeyeon slides closer and places her hand on Tiffany's exposed thigh.
–What do you say? Want to make the lyrics have some meaning?
–Oh fuck! Yes! Mhmmm! – Tiffany was bouncing up and down on Taeyeon's lap while the blonde was fucking her silly.
Tiffany grabbed the blonde by the shoulders and let herself be fucked as her knees were starting to give in.
Taeyeon seemed to notice and carried her girlfriend to the bed, her own body hovering above the brunette's. Tiffany opened her legs as much as she could so the younger girl could go deeper.
–Do you want me to slow down? If I keep going like this you won't be able to walk properly tomorrow – Taeyeon smirked as she inserted her cock inside the woman yet again.
–And when has that mattered to you before? You stop and I chop your fucking dick off – Tiffany groaned in a combination of annoyance and arousal.
Taeyeon merely resumed her previous movements, she knew that if she answered, they were going to argue instead of having sex and there was no way in hell she would throw away an opportunity to fuck the brains out of her sweet, sweet girlfriend.
The blonde reached forward and aided herself on the bed's headboard, giving her more leverage and thrusting into her girlfriend even harder than before.
–F-Fuck yes! Like that! – Tiffany placed her hands on Taeyeon's lower back to bring her closer to her body, as if it were possible.
The bed was shaking along with their moves and the pair thought the mattress was going to break at any point.
Taeyeon removes her hands from the headboard and places them firmly on Tiffany's waist. The woman would probably throw a fit if she could see her face right now. Her hair was a complete mess, her lipstick smeared all over her mouth – and even on Taeyeon's own mouth – and her face completely flushed. But to Taeyeon, she looked as hot as ever.
Taeyeon gave a particular strong thrust and she could feel Tiffany starting to fall apart.
–Come on, babe. Come for me – she moaned, reaching with her hand for one of Tiffany's mounds. Rolling the perky nipple between her fingers, ripping one of those loud, Tiffany signature moans.
–I-If you want me to come, then fucking fuck me harder – Tiffany grunts. She knew challenging Taeyeon would only make things better. The blonde loved to prove herself.
Taeyeon smirks and slides out her girlfriend's spent pussy, –You asked for it.
The blonde slides back in with a sharp thrust, her 8.5 inches of cock disappearing completely inside the woman.
She starts a vigorous movement of hips and ups her speed and force by the second.
–A-Ahh! T-Tae-eyeon! – Tiffany stutters, not even able to speak properly from the delicious pounding she was receiving. Taeyeon was hittingthat spot every time she slid in.
–Like that, baby? Or you want it harder? – Taeyeon asks rhetorically, using all of her strength to push her hips against Tiffany's.
The headboard was meeting the wall with so much force that they managed to throw a lamp from its place at the bedside table and make a painting fall down.
Tiffany's pussy was clenching around her cock so exquisitely she knew the woman was on the brink of an explosion.
–Yes! Fuck! I'm so fucking close! – Tiffany groans, throwing her head against the pillow.
Taeyeon removes one of her hands from Tiffany's body and brings it to stimulate her clit. A few flicks and Tiffany started shaking violently, reaching her peak.
–F-Fuc-ck! – She tried to scream, but the force of the orgasm was too overwhelming to be able to form any words properly.
Even when Tiffany was still squirting cum onto Taeyeon's latex-covered cock, the blonde didn't cease ramming into her. If anything, the abundance of fluids made her sliding easier and smoother.
Having Tiffany release her orgasm onto her dick added a deeper level of pleasure onto the mix. Also, having the privilege of seeing such a woman coming undone below her was a sight to behold. Her body rising and falling with such heaviness, that thin layer of sweat that gave her skin a particular glow. Everything about the woman at the most intimate of ways made Taeyeon start to lose control of her own movements. It wasn't her normal self anymore. It was that Tiffany-high being that appeared every time she took her girlfriend to the highest of places.
–T-Tae – The woman's voice was raspy from all the previous screaming, it was definitely going to be a bitch later. –Are you close, baby?
Taeyeon's thrusts became frantic, messy. Her moans a jumble of words.
–Sh-sh. . . y-yes . . . I'm s-so f-fuck – and all of a sudden, the blonde slips out from the brunette and removes the condom from her member.
As soon as the object was off, she fisted her dick and released jets and jets of cum all over Tiffany's body. The woman only laid there, letting herself be covered in her lover's warm fluids.
–Fuck – the blonde hissed, trying to control her body as the waves of pleasure still hit her body while pouring her semen on the brunette.
Grunting, she stroked her cock up and down until the last drop was out. She collapsed next to the brunette, her body still shivering a little.
They laid next to each other for a few moments, letting their breathings even.
–Can you pass me the wipes on the bedside table? – Tiffany asks tiredly.
Taeyeon raises one of her brows – Not gonna eat that? – She points to the white, creamy liquid decorating Tiffany's body. The brunette looked like a Jackson Pollock painting.
–Too tired to do that
Taeyeon smirks and stretches her arm to grab the pack of wipes her girlfriend had asked for. Then, she proceeds to take one out and clean the woman's skin. Earning a radiant – as radiant as a tired Tiffany can muster – smile from the brunette.
Her smirk widens as her hand holding the wipe moves down and rubs at the woman's center.
Tiffany hisses as the wipe makes contact with her still sensitive lips. When the blonde is done, Tiffany throws a pillow with as much force as she can gather in the direction of a still smirking Taeyeon.
Taeyeon laughs and moves to sit up against the headboard and reaches for her leather jacket that had been carelessly thrown over the lamp next to her in the haste of getting their clothes off.
She takes out a cigarette and a lighter from the drawer in the nightstand and lights it up.
Tiffany takes notice immediately and huffs out annoyed –Why do you keep doing that in my presence when you know I hate it.
–Then why do you keep a lighter and an ashtray next to your bed? – Taeyeon teases, raising her eyebrows once again, earning an eye roll from the woman next to her.
–You know very well that the lighter is for candles. And I have the ashtray there because you keep on ignoring me and smoke anyway, so if you're going to do it still, at least don't leave my carpet full of ash.
Taeyeon takes a few more hits of the cigarette and puts it out on the ashtray. She grabs stands up to open a window and sprays some of the perfume Tiffany uses whenever she smokes.
–There, happy? – The blonde asks, throwing her hands in the air.
–Not really, but it'll do – Tiffany replies sitting up from the bed and after a few seconds, stands up. Her legs were wobbling a bit so it made it seem really funny to Taeyeon. –I'm going to take a shower, want to join me? – She asks, turning around and seeing the blonde picking her clothes up.
–As much as I'm tempted to take you up on your offer, I'm already 20 minutes late for rehearsal – the blonde responds as she buttons up her pants.
–Oh, okay then. I'll see you later?
–I don't know. I'll call you – the blonde says as she finishes getting dressed. She approaches the still standing Tiffany and leans forward to give her a kiss, which the brunette doesn't hesitate to deepen.
Taeyeon places her hands on Tiffany's ass and pulls her body closer, their centers colliding and drawing moans from both of them. Taeyeon was getting hard again so Tiffany had to stop them before it escalated any further.
–I have a meeting so I can't be late – she points out as she detaches herself from the blonde's mouth.
Taeyeon huffs a little annoyed at the interruption –Fine
Tiffany gives her one last peck and moves to enter the bathroom, but when she's about to close the door, she turns around and addresses Taeyeon.
–Oh and, next time you want to kiss me, make sure you don't taste like smoke – she winks before fully walking into the bathroom and closing the door behind her.
Taeyeon merely chuckles.
Inside the bathroom, Tiffany looks at her own body in the mirror. There were hickeys everywhere. She could even see the ones the blonde had given her on their last session, which was actually the day before.
Tiffany smiles and shakes her head, dating a 21 year old with a libido as high as Taeyeon's was bound to be like this. It was basically the only part of their relationship she predicted. Since their first meeting, everything related to Taeyeon was a surprise for Tiffany.
From meeting through Taeyeon's manager, to feeling drawn to the blonde's 'fuck everything and everyone' attitude, to sleeping together on that same night and to the blonde reaching out to her through Yuri, to seeing each other at another one of the girl's gigs and hooking up on that same night, to keep meeting each other and fucking accepting being her girlfriend after two weeks of knowing one another, all of that to being in a relationship with the girl for six months and counting.
If someone would have told Tiffany, workaholic, doesn't-have-time-to-hook-up-even-less-date Tiffany that she would have her world rocked by a 21 year old rock singer she would have definitely laughed at their face. It was just impossible!
But here she was, showering after spending one of plenty of nights with the blonde. At there were still many more to come, she was sure.
She smiles at that thought. She used to think she was going to probably end up alone because every single prospect she met bored her. No one was interesting enough for her to consider spending more than a night with. That's why she buried herself in work and left her love life to be dealt with after.
Then Taeyeon came along and she was . . . interested.
Tiffany shakes her thoughts away, she always got lost in them and spaced out for too long. And someone like Tiffany Hwang could not afford to space out.
She proceeds to shower and get ready for her day at the office.
Once she was ready, she takes a look on the full-body mirror inside the room. Her navy blue skirt and white blouse with a baby blue blazer on top look was spotless.
Perfect.
Because Tiffany Hwang couldn't look anything but.
–As you can see, dad, all the monthly reports are in order – Tiffany clasps her hands together on top of her desk and hands said documents to the man in front of her.
–I can see that – he says examining the reports –It's not that I don't trust you with the company, you know I have to supervise how things are going for two years. You've been the CEO for one, so there is only another four more visits left – he smiles apologetically. It was mandatory for the former CEO to see the progress of things for 24 months, that was the rule that his great grandfather had set when he first passed on the company to his grandfather. And now it was his turn to do it to Tiffany.
–I know, don't worry.
–Okay – he says and then remembers something –Your mother is organizing a dinner with Jinyoung and his family next friday. His son Mark will be there, will you come?
Tiffany sighs, knowing well where her father was heading.
–I'm sorry dad, but that day specifically I can't. I have something else to do.
He frowns –It doesn't have anything to do with that girl, does it?
–Taeyeon. Her name is Taeyeon. And yes, it is about her. She has a special performance and she invited me to attend. And I think that as her girlfriend, it's my duty to do so – Tiffany replies, getting irritated by her father's way of referring to Taeyeon.
Her mother didn't seem to have an issue with her dating the blonde. But her father is a whole'nother story. And he reminds her at every chance he gets.
–Speaking of your girlfriend – he says the word with such disdain that it makes Tiffany want to say not quite nice things to him – I saw a video of one of her performances a few days ago – he raises his eyebrows.
–And?
–Tiffany, she took her top off and lifted her middle finger. And her songs contain curse words – he expects Tiffany to look baffled, as he was when he saw the video, but the woman keeps the same neutral expression on her face – is that really the kind of person you want to date? That you want people to see you with?
Tiffany knew exactly what Taeyeon was like, and she didn't make a fuss about it. So, why did her father?
–We are not having this conversation again – she stands up, ready to have the visit over with – Taeyeon is the person I'm with and if you can't accept that then I'm sorry – she shrugs her shoulders and the man huffs in resignation.
She starts walking towards the door, her father following. When the door opens, she notices Taeyeon sitting in the couch outside, typing away on her phone.
The blonde feels eyes on her and looks up. She smiles at the sight of her girlfriend standing by the door, but her smile fades when she notices who was standing behind the brunette.
–Taeyeon, hey. . . – Tiffany greets her surprised, Taeyeon never visited at her company.
The blonde walks closer until she stands right in front of Tiffany – Hey – she replies and leans forward, capturing Tiffany's lips in an unexpected kiss. The brunette doesn't have time to respond from the shock as the blonde pulls away a few seconds after.
Taeyeon smirks at Tiffany's facial expression and then switches her focus to the man present. His jaw was visibly clenched.
–Well if it isn't my dear father-in-law. How are you in this fine day, Mr. Hwang? – Taeyeon asks mockingly, she knew the man would have thrown her out of the building if it wasn't her daughter's company.
–Taeyeon. I'm surprised to see you here – the older man says with a sneer on his face. He eyes the many tattoos on her arms and a look of disgust draws itself in his mouth.
Taeyeon was used to receiving such treatment from Tiffany's father, so she didn't even flinch at his action. But that didn't mean that she didn't fire back at times.
Sometimes she wondered if he was ever going to accept her. And every time she laughed at her thoughts, the old man would never.
It was probably a good thing that Tiffany did not care or search for his blessing. She was a grown woman capable of making her own decisions, and if that decision was dating a 21 year old rebel then so be it.
–Can't I come to visit my beautiful girlfriend? I'm allowed to see my girlfriend whenever I want to, right? – she challenges him.
He rolls his eyes and ignores her words. –Tiffany is busy right now. Some people have to work, you know. Not that that's something you'd know about– Tiffany's father says with as much contempt as he can muster.
Taeyeon lets out a bark of laughter and answers –Look who's talking . . .
Tiffany reacts at that and sends her father an angry glare, she couldn't allow for another of their fights in the presence of other people –Taeyeon, why don't you enter my office? I'll be with you in a second
The blonde nods and smirks in victory at the old man still standing near the door.
–Father, I would appreciate if you leave right now. We well talk later– and the brunette doesn't wait for a response as she goes back inside her office, slamming the door behind her.
She finds Taeyeon sitting in her chair, feet propped up on her desk, a glass of bourbon on her hand.
Tiffany crosses her arms over her chest as she observes the girl –I thought you'd be busy with rehearsal all day
–Yeah, well. I'm taking a break to see you. But it seems you're not happy that I'm here.
–It's not that. You know I hate it when you and my dad argue – Tiffany tells her, going to sit down on the sofa inside the office. She didn't look mad, but she didn't look happy either.
–There wouldn't be a problem if he at least kept his disapproval to himself –Taeyeon finishes the drink in one gulp and removes her feet from the desk, standing up and joining Tiffany in the couch.
–True. But do you really have to answer him like that?
Taeyeon scoffs and shakes her head –Even after everything he's said about me, you still defend him?
–You know very well I'm not defending him, but would it hurt you to not respond to his words? It would save us arguments.
Taeyeon stands up abruptly and turns to face her girlfriend –That's exactly the problem! He thinks he can do and say whatever he wants about me. But I've had enough of that. I'm dating you, whether he likes it or not.
–Tae-
–No! You know what? I'm getting tired of this. He has no right or say in our relationship, so he can kindly take his opinions and shove it up his ass!
Tiffany closes her eyes for a second and exhales –Wow. You're really being something with this. Listen, I know my dad started this whole thing, but you do nothing but prove him you're exactly what he thinks you are.
The brunette's words only seem to anger Taeyeon even further –Is that what it is, then? You want me to stop being who I am?
–Of course not! – Tiffany is quick to answer –but maybe if you were a little less childish and immature . . .
Those words really struck Taeyeon. It were the two words that she had always hated hearing. It were the same words that her parents had used on her when she announced she was leaving home. Was she childish and immature for living her life the way she wanted? For spending her well-deserved money in whatever she wanted after working her ass off? For enjoying things after being trapped in a household where the only freedom she got was going to school every day?
–Childish and immature? I'm childish and immature? – She yells at Tiffany, resulting in the woman yelling at her as well.
–Yes, you are! You fighting with him only proved my point! You go about life without caring about the consequences of anything! you do stupid things like taking your shirt off at concerts and swearing at your audience!
Taeyeon laughs bitterly – You keep telling me you're nothing like him. But look at you, I guess the apple doesn't fall far from the tree.
–You know what, Taeyeon? Fuck you.
–Fuck you! I'm done! You're 31, Tiffany, the man doesn't get to have an opinion in your life. And yet you let him.
Taeyeon was right, she was letting her father's judgment affect their relationship. Even after swearing to herself it wouldn't.
–Taeyeon . . .
–No! I just can't keep talking to you right now. Maybe you should just marry one of those uptight guys he keeps trying to set you up with and make him happy. – She dismisses her with her hand and turns around, walking to the door and leaving the office.
Tiffany is left to drop her head into her palms and regret what just happened.
It had been three days and Taeyeon was avoiding her. She called, sent texts, left voicemails, but to no avail. She even called Yuri but the woman had said Taeyeon was unavailable.
She pulls at her hair, the whole situation was stressing her out.
After the fight with Taeyeon, she had reflected on the matter and decided Taeyeon was right.
It didn't matter if she was dating a 21 year old rockstar with a 'fuck everything' attitude. It was her who was dating her and that was all that mattered.
Her father always crossed the line when it came to their relationship, meddling when no one asked him to. Expressing himself with nothing but disdain towards the blonde.
So, she had gone later that day to her parent's house. He had a smile on his face when he saw her but was quickly wiped out when Tiffany had told him to leave Taeyeon alone or else don't expect her to visit anymore.
That had shut him right up. He had no other option but to agree.
Following that episode, she tried to contact Taeyeon to apologize for the hurtful words she said. She knew it was said in the heat of the moment, but she didn't mean any of that. She was influenced by her father's thinking. If she disliked those parts of Taeyeon, she would have left her a while ago.
And truth was, she admired her. Admired her for being able to live her life that way. Without a care in the world. Which was what she yearned for years.
Ever since she was a little girl she was raised believing in rules. Rules determined everything, and if you didn't follow them, you would fall apart.
But growing up, she learned that wasn't the case. As long as you stay in your lane, you can do whatever you want and still be okay. Taeyeon had taught her that.
Now, she hasn't had a chance to tell her that because the girl didn't seem to want anything to do with her.
It was the day of her special performance in the club that gave Taeyeon the first chance to ever perform and she was going. She didn't care that the girl didn't want to listen to her, she will make her do it.
With a goal in mind, she puts together an outfit that she knows will make it impossible for Taeyeon to ignore her.
She could already see the headlines for the following day 'CEO of Hwang Industries sluts it up for a night out in the club'.
She smirks at the thought, that was exactly what she was going for.
–This next song is called 'Fuck it all' – the crowd burst into cheers and Taeyeon smiles –Don't ever let anyone tell you how to live your life. Do whatever you want, fuck whoever you want. Just be authentic – and the cheers become louder. The energy in the room was through the roofs and it gets better when her electric guitar resounds throughout the club.
Tiffany raises her eyebrows at the title of the song, she was sitting at the back of the club, on one of the VIP booths, which Taeyeon had reserved just for her.
Taeyeon's vocals were heavenly. It was actually the aspect that attracted Tiffany's attention first. She wasn't like most rock singers nowadays. She didn't just scream into the mic and jumped around the stage breaking the instruments apart. She actually sang, and you could feel the sentiments of the songs through her voice.
And fuck it all up
Fuck it all
Tiffany smiles when Taeyeon's chorus comes on and for a second their eyes meet. And in that single second, it was as if the whole world had stopped. As if the loud cheers and screams had disappeared and Taeyeon was singing just for her.
But the singer shakes her head and returns her attention to the crowd of bodies shaking their bodies to her music.
The song ends with a particularly high note and it sends shiver down her (and probably everyone's) spine.
–Thank you all for coming tonight. It was amazing being back here and fucking it all up with you. Enjoy the next presentation from my dear friend, DJ Hyo! – The crowd claps and whistles as the girl steps off stage.
Tiffany decides to give Taeyeon a few minutes to cool off before approaching her, but what was happening before her eyes had her blood boiling and soon enough she was making her way to where the rockstar was standing at the bar.
Taeyeon was surrounded by two of her fans, and they weren't just appraising the singer, she had one on each arm and whispering things on her ear.
She probably wouldn't have made such a big deal if it wasn't because Taeyeon was flirting back. The brunette was ready to go there and slap those bitches away from what was hers.
And Taeyeon would hear her.
The blonde knew very well that was one sensitive subject in their relationship. They were both jealous and possessive, but Taeyeon was the only one who actually gave it a reason.
Taeyeon was also known for sleeping with several of her fans. She had girls throwing themselves at her feet, seeking to spend a night with her. Who wouldn't take the shot?
Still, the one rule she had set in their relationship was, the moment there's cheating involved, it's over. And it had taken her a huge amount of effort to trust Taeyeon to remain faithful whenever she had a presentation or concert.
Arriving to where the blonde was still in the company of those girls, she clears her throat and it attracts the attention from the little group.
She notices Taeyeon's eyes travel all over her body. She had definitely chosen well in wearing a black, tight dress that barely covered her thighs, exposed her cleavage and accentuated her ass. Taeyeon's three favorite parts of her body.
–Taeyeon – is all Tiffany says. And Taeyeon can tell from the vexed tone of her voice that she not amused. Not one single bit.
–Who's this? – One of the girls asks Taeyeon with her brows scrunched up.
Did this girl live under a rock? Tiffany was the CEO of one of the country's biggest companies and basically everyone knew of their relationship, the media made sure to do that.
Taeyeon untangles herself from their hold – I'm sorry to shorten the party, girls. But my lady is calling for me – the blonde puts her hand on Tiffany's waist and leads them to another part of the club, not awaiting for the reaction of the girls but knowing they were left with their mouths agape.
They enter one of the private rooms on the secluded area of the club, where the music could only be heard faintly.
Tiffany lets go of her hold the moment the blonde closes the door.
–What the hell was that, Taeyeon?
–What are you talking about? – Taeyeon asks with a laugh
–Don't play dumb, what are you playing at? Were you going to sleep with those girls as a sort of revenge?
–Of course I was. I'm childish and immature, remember? – Taeyeon smiles mockingly and steps closer into Tiffany's space, placing her hands once again on the woman's waist. Then, she sneaks one of her hands to rest against her ass.
Tiffany lets out a growl as she tries to set herself free from Taeyeon's hold.
–Stop that! I was actually here to apologize and tell you I gave my dad an ultimatum. He either respected you or I won't visit.
Taeyeon doesn't mask the surprise in her eyes, she didn't think Tiffany would go to that length just for her.
–But I come here to see you and what do I get? You and those girls?
–Come on, Tiff. It isn't that big of a deal – Taeyeon laughs and closes the distance between their bodies, she attaches her mouth to Tiffany's neck and begins licking all over.
Tiffany squirms in place, Taeyeon was not being serious, and there was nothing she hated more than not being taken seriously.
–Not that big of a deal? They were all over you, Taeyeon! And you were allowing it! – she yells out in frustration, but Taeyeon continued her ministrations on her neck, adding the groping of her ass to the mix.
–Nothing was going to happen – Taeyeon says, stopping. She was getting annoyed at Tiffany's lack of trust and nagging. She hated being nagged on.
–Nothing? It seemed as if they were ready to be fucked right there and then! – Tiffany throws her hands in the air.
–So? Why do you care if I fuck them?! – Taeyeon's previously calm voice rises in volume and her words set something off in Tiffany. The look of rage in her eyes is nothing she's seen before. For a moment, she's scared. The next, she's aroused. Tiffany definitely looked smoking hot while fuming.
But her train of thoughts is interrupted when a palm lands on her right cheek. And she doesn't get time to recover when another hits her left one.
–Because you are fucking MINE! – Tiffany growls and grabs Taeyeon by the collar of her shirt, crashing their lips together.
Taeyeon doesn't resist and kisses back as intensely. The kiss is messy, hot, dance of tongues that makes them both moan into each other's mouth.
The vibration of the moans sends a jolt of electricity all the way down to the junction of Taeyeon's legs. They are pressed up so close together that Tiffany can feel Taeyeon's member growing inside her jeans.
She detaches her mouth from the blonde's, a string of saliva forming as their lips are separated.
–This – she squeezes Taeyeon's penis and punctuates every one of her words – is mine! I'm the only one allowed to have this. So, do that again, and I'll chop it off, get it? You're mine!
Taeyeon feels her cock harden at her girlfriend's words. The sting on both her cheeks added an odd level of arousal to the situation. She was fascinated by possessive and angry Tiffany.
–I fucking am. I so fucking am – Taeyeon hisses, going back to kiss Tiffany with a newfound amount of passion. She never pictured herself saying that to a woman, a woman so different from her like Tiffany no less. But here she was, fucking admitting she was someone else's.
They start French kissing, tilting their heads from side to side in frantic motions. Their tongues tangling together.
Taeyeon grabs Tiffany's hips firmly and begins grinding her cock to Tiffany's center. They moan at getting the friction their bodies were aching for, but it is not enough. There's always a need for more when it comes to them.
–And this – she sneaks her hands under Tiffany's tight dress and squeezes the soft flesh of her ass cheeks – is fucking mine. Only I get to do whatever the fuck I want with it – she slaps the area and Tiffany gasps, surprised the action only egged her on.
–Yes, babe. It's yours. I'm yours – Tiffany moans as she feels heat starting to pool between her legs.
In a swift motion, Taeyeon lifts the dress of the woman's body and marvels at the sight that welcomes her. Her girlfriend's body was the best she had ever seen. Hands down.
The teeny tiny black thong did little to cover her center. And the also black bra looked about to explode.
Taeyeon can't contain herself and attacks the woman's body. Her hands touching every bit she can. She wastes no time in ridding the brunette of the remaining pieces of clothing and even taking off her own shirt, revealing no bra under it.
The fire in Tiffany's eyes is enough to burn the whole club down.
The brunette closes the distance between their bodies once again and fumbles with the button of Taeyeon's jeans. She pulls down the garment along with her boxers and Taeyeon kicks it off using her feet. Sending her shoes flying somewhere in the room.
She fucking rips Tiffany's panties apart and swiftly unclasps her bra, throwing it carelessly across the room.
The moment their bare bodies make contact, it rips groans from both their throats.
Taeyeon lifts Tiffany up and the woman understands what she was doing, wrapping her legs around the blonde's waist.
Taeyeon makes her way to the bed and sets Tiffany down on top of the silk sheets. She starts pumping her already fully erect member and Tiffany opens her legs immediately.
There was no time for foreplay, they needed it and they needed it now.
The wetness oozing out of Tiffany's pussy makes it easy for Taeyeon to slide inside without a problem.
They both throw their heads back in pleasure. It may have only been three days but it had been too long for them without feeling each other like that.
Taeyeon lowers her body until she's on top of Tiffany, rubbing their chests together and moaning at the contact.
Taeyeon begins and hard and fast pace, not giving Tiffany room to adjust. Not that the brunette needed it, she was well used to Taeyeon's size.
–Fuck, Tae! Mhmm! – Tiffany grunts, locking her legs on Taeyeon's ass.
–You're mine! This. Pussy. Is. Fucking. Mine! – Taeyeon punctuates each word with an intense thrust
–Yes fuck! I'm yours! It's all yours babe! – Tiffany screams out, the blonde was hitting her sweet spot with the tip of her cock. She could feel the veiny monster pulsing inside of her.
–Tell me again! Tell me again that you're mine. Tell me you're fucking mine! – Taeyeon commands high on lust.
–F-fuck! I'm yours! I'm fucking yours!
Taeyeon ups the speed and strength of her thrusts as she feels her balls start to clench.
If Tiffany's heels digging at the skin of her ass and her nails sinking on her back was anything to go by, the woman was close as well. The burning sensation adding fuel to the already uncontrollable fire.
–Oh baby you feel s-so good I'm going to come soon! – Taeyeon grunts, closing her eyes.
–Remember that nobody's pussy is ever going to make you feel like that – Tiffany moans as her own orgasm is about to reach her peak. Her body begins shaking, a sign she was about to explode any minute now.
–Taeyeon! – Tiffany screams and sinks her nails even deeper into Taeyeon's back. Drawing blood from the gashes.
Taeyeon hisses in pain but the feeling is soon overtaken as she feels Tiffany's cum run down her cock. The sensation triggers her own orgasm and her body movements become frantic. She loses control of her thrusts and kneels, grabbing Tiffany by the hips and slides in and out with unmatchable speed and force.
–And ain't nobody going to make you come like that – Taeyeon breathes out as Tiffany's keeps clenching her walls around her pulsing cock.
She is barely able to pull out and comes right on Tiffany's stomach. Her chest heaving as she pumps until the last drop, her body trembling as she does so.
Not caring that the woman's abdomen was covered in her cum, she lowers herself on top of the brunette and kisses her fervently.
–Mine. Mine only – Tiffany pecks her lips for each word, earning herself a smile from Taeyeon.
–Yours, so fucking yours.Bottom of Form