The car ride from the club seemed to go by in the blink of an eye. After being manhandled once again and tossed into his car, Namjoon hopped in the driver's seat and took off, not even bothering to check if anyone was behind him. He was driving so fast that you were sure all four tires came off the road at one point.

"Buckle your seatbelt." He spat at you through gritted teeth as he navigated the car through the city. You were both scared and turned on as you reached to click the seatbelt across your lap.

"I don't know why you're so angry. All I did was have a conversation with a guy. Jimin didn't do anything wro-"

With one swift motion, Namjoon took a handful of your hair, craning your head back slowly, cutting you off mid sentence.

"Don't talk about another man to me, princess." He growled under his breath, never taking his eyes from the road.

You felt your core tighten at the intensity in his voice, your breathing becoming uneven.

"Yes sir."

He released his grip from your hair as he continued down the busy streets. After what seemed like a split second, Namjoon pulled into his driveway and brought the car to an abrupt halt.

He pushed the button on your seatbelt, sending it flying from across your waist. You decided to hop out of the car before he had a chance to throw you over his shoulder again.

He met you on your side of the car as you were closing your door. He was so close that it made you nervous. You backed away from him until your back touched the car.

"Trapped." He breathed as he looked down at you. He brought his hand to your throat slowly, squeezing lightly. You closed your eyes and moaned at the feeling of his touch.

Namjoon chuckled lowly as he eyed your outfit. "Trying to show off what's mine, huh?"

"No sir." You managed to squeak.

Namjoon brought his lips to yours suddenly, his hand still wrapped around your throat. His kiss was needy and angry. He was mad at you. He wanted to punish you. And that's exactly what he intended to do.

You felt his other hand snake around your waist, pulling you up off of the ground. His hand left your throat to wrap your legs around his torso. You gasped as the air rushed back into your lungs, briefly separating your lips from his.

"Such a bad girl."

Your back leaned against the car while Namjoon had you wrapped around him. He kept his hand on your thigh, holding you steady while his other hand found its way between the two of you. Your eyes widened as you felt your dress slowly riding up to your ass.

"Namjoon, we're outside!" You hissed.

He chuckled under his breath. "Careful baby. Don't want to wake the neighbors, do you?"

You bit your lip, realizing how exposed and helpless you currently were. You were at Namjoon's total mercy, yet you couldn't be too loud in fear of someone seeing you.

He slowly started teasing your clit through your panties, bringing you out of your thoughts all at once. You let out a sharp moan before covering your mouth with your hand. Namjoon then hooked his middle finger around your panties and pulled them to the side, exposing your core to the cold air. He ran one slender finger through your already wet folds.

"Is this turning you on? Knowing someone could see me with my hand in your panties? Seeing you love it?" He brought his lips to your ear, his voice raspy and deep as he spoke. His lips nibbled at your earlobe playfully.

You tried desperately to hold back your moans. The thought of someone seeing the two of you was in fact turning you on. Your head fell back slowly, resting against the car as Namjoon continued to tease you.

You felt his finger find your entrance and slowly push in, causing your head to jolt up as your jaw hung slightly open. His finger pushed in and out of you, slowly building your orgasm as he added his index finger.

"Fuck." You moaned under your breath. Namjoon grinned before pulling his fingers out of you completely. He brought them to your lips, your juices shining, coating him.

"Stick out your tongue."

You did as you were told, opening your mouth to let your tongue rest on your bottom lip. Namjoon began playing with your tongue softly. He ran his two fingers over your tongue slowly, taking it between his fingers every few seconds. You couldn't help but let out a quiet whimper as you tasted your sweetness.

Namjoon let your back slide down the side of the car just enough to let your ass rest on his hips. You could feel how hard he was through this jeans. This only further turned you on.

"Looks like this is turning you on too, sir." You whispered, feeling brave.

A dark lust overcame Namjoon's eyes as his jaw clenched. He immediately thrusted his fingers back inside you, causing to you moan loudly.

"Fuck!" You screamed. Namjoon smirked at your reaction. Not wanting anyone to see what was his, he pulled you up onto his torso, your legs still wrapped around him. Both of his arms held you tightly against him as he began walking toward his house. You giggled at the sudden movement, almost forgetting that you were supposed to be in trouble.

But he hadn't forgotten.

Once he got you inside, he kicked the door closed behind him and started towards the stairs. To your surprise, he stopped halfway up the stairs and set you down on your ass.

"What are you-"

You once again were cut off by Namjoon bringing his lips to yours quickly. He kissed you roughly over and over, causing you to whimper into his lips. He trailed down the side of your jaw and to your neck, leaving a trail of bruises. His lips were soft, yet he was kissing you with such need like he was dying to have you.

Namjoon pulled away from you and watched as your body reacted to his touch. Your chest rose and fell rapidly, still out of breath from the heated kiss. His eyes scanned over your body, still wrapped in your tight blue dress.

"Raise your dress up over your ass baby. I want to see you." He instructed.

You hesitated, but then obeyed slowly. You pulled your dress above your thighs, lifting your ass just enough to pull your dress over it.

Namjoon's cock twitched at the sight of your bare thighs and ass on his stairs. "Lose the panties too."

"I can't just-"

"Y/n. Now." He growled.

With wide eyes, you did as you were told. You slowly slid your black lace down your thighs and around your ankles. You pulled one foot out of them and kicked them over to Namjoon's feet with the other one. He flashed a devilish grin at you.

"Good girl. Seems like you do know how to listen after all." He stared at you completely exposed to him.

You blushed in embarrassment as he stared your exposed core and closed your legs quickly.

In two strides, Namjoon made his way over to you and crouched down on the stair below you, gripping your thighs aggressively. "Open."

Seeing the hesitation in your face, he snapped your thighs open in once quick motion. He licked his lips at the sight of your dripping core.

"Namjoon, we can't right here. The windows are open." You whined.

He gave a light slap to your pussy, causing you to moan at his rough touch. "This is mine. I take it wherever I want it."

Before you could protest any further, Namjoon brought his lips to your aching core, letting his warm tongue explore you. He dipped in and out of your folds slowly, causing your moans to echo throughout the foyer.

You felt a familiar pressure begin to build as your first orgasm approached. Sensing a change in your breathing, Namjoon looked up to make eye contact with you. His tongue circled your clit painfully slowly, never taking his eyes off of you. He knew you were getting close.

Still fucking you with his tongue, he reached up and swiftly jerked your dress down below your chest. He let out a soft groan once he realized you weren't wearing a bra.

He reached one hand to your breast and squeezed lightly before bringing your sensitive nipple between his fingers and rolling softly.

"Fuck, I'm close."

His tongue made its way down to your entrance, pushing in and out of you repeatedly. He felt you tighten around him and knew you were on the edge.

"Ask me first." He growled into your pussy.

"Can I please cum?" You moaned, throwing your head back softly.

Namjoon stopped his motions on your core. "No."

You whined at the sudden loss of contact, raising your head to look at him. Your building orgasm quickly faded. He had a smirk painted on his face as he brought his fingers to your entrance once more. He pushed his middle and ring finger into you slowly and curled them upwards to hit your sweet spot.

"Fuck!"

"So wet for me. So desperate to cum." Namjoon hummed with his face still close to your heat.

Not stopping his motions with his fingers, he quickly brought his tongue back to your clit, licking and sucking harshly. You cried out at the intense pleasure and pain. You were becoming overstimulated fast. Your body was aching to feel release.

Feeling your warmth tighten repeatedly around his fingers, Namjoon smirked before looking up at you. "Beg me. Beg me to let you cum."

You couldn't form coherent words as his fingers continued to work you. "Please, just-fuck!"

Namjoon pulled his fingers away and stared at you with hunger filled eyes. Your dress was bunched around your waist, exposing your beautiful body to him. He felt his cock twitch at the sight of you looking so used underneath him. His fingers dipped into you again before he pulled them completely out once more.

"Beg me."

You rolled your hips upwards, desperate to feel his touch again. "Please let me cum. Please." You whined, tears forming in your eyes.

Loving the way you whimpered and cried when you begged for him, Namjoon pulled his cock out of his jeans. You licked your lips at the sight of him.

He immediately lined himself up with your entrance and snapped his hips, filling you completely in one swift motion. You screamed at how full he made you.

Namjoon started thrusting in and out of you roughly, giving you no time to adjust to his size. You brought your hands to his body and pushed, trying to run from the feeling.

He gripped onto both of your hips and pulled you down on him, completely bottoming out inside of you.

"Oh fuck!" You screamed.

"Where the fuck do you think you're going, hmm? You wanted to show off what's mine to other men. You wanted this body all over his while you danced on him." Namjoon spat through gritted teeth in between thrusts.

His words were sending you over the edge as you felt your orgasm approaching once again. Namjoon felt you tighten around his cock once more.

"I should keep you here all night. Feeling my hard cock move in and out of you and never giving you the release you crave."

Your tongue hung slightly on your lips as you panted, desperate to cum. "Please, sir. Please let me cum. I'll be a good girl, I promise."

Namjoon groaned, tilting his head back as he slowly pumped in and out of you. "Such a beautiful sound."

He quickened his pace, angling his hips just right to hit your sensitive spot once again. He gripped you by your throat, holding you still while he thrusted into you.

"Cum."

All it took was his permission to send you over the edge. Your orgasm erupted all over his cock, sending violent shockwaves through your body from being denied so long. Your moans echoed over and over through his house.

"Yeah, just like that baby." Namjoon watched your orgasm overtake your body, his face mirroring yours.

Your body shook as you rode out your high on his cock. Nothing but moans and whimpers fell from your lips as he made a mess of you.

Once you came down, he released his grip from your throat. You gasped, trying to regain control of your breathing. Feeling good from your powerful orgasm, you pulled Namjoon down to your body and turned his back so we was now sitting on the stairs. You rested on your knees between his legs, one stair below him.

"What are you doing?" He asked lowly, watching you carefully.

"It's your turn."