Everything had been going so fucking perfectly between them. Tae and Koo were deep in their secret, filthy bubble — stolen quickies in his car, risky fucks in hotel rooms, constant dirty texts that left her dripping and him hard all day. But tonight the mansion felt too big and too empty. Yoongi was gone on some overnight business trip, probably balls-deep in some intern somewhere, and when Koo tried calling Tae for the third time his phone just went straight to voicemail. She was horny, needy, and a little pissed off. The silk robe she wore did nothing to hide how her massive tits were already heavy and aching, nipples stiff, or how her pretty pink pussy was getting wet just thinking about him.