LOVE LANGUAGE: K-POP Erotic Romance Collection

by Love Journey

  She squirmed, but he didn’t budge. His large frame kept her right where he wanted her. “Are you done?” he asked calmly, a hint of laughter in his voice.

  “Get the hell off me, asshole!” She snarled back, dark eyes locking fiercely on him. She looked like a lioness in a cage, waiting for an opportunity to sink her fangs into the flesh of the one who dared to restrain her.

  “Uh, uh, uh, princess. If you call me that again I will punish you.” Bong-Ki’s smirk only grew more mischievous.

  “You won’t do shit, aaaaass-hole. I’ll fire your big…” Her brows were drawn together as the corner of her mouth lifted into a knowing grimace. Anyone else would think she was furious, but he knew better. She was into it.

  His soft lips caressed her ear, and he nipped the edge before whispering a forewarning to get her attention, “I warned you, didn’t I?”

  With a practiced grip, he held both her arms at the wrist with one hand and straightened himself. His hips pushed into her once so she could feel that he still liked playing with her in that way.

  “Someone is a bad girl, and I think a punishment is in order.” He pulled away slightly and brought his free, open palm hard against her butt cheek. “Bad girls get spanked.” Another harsh slap was delivered to her bottom, and he watched it jiggle through her clothes.

  “Ahhhh!” she squealed and froze in place as the hard smack stung her skin through the material of her skirt.

  Bong-Ki continued to hold her in place.

  She looked at him over her shoulder, one wild black bang making a curtain over her angry eyes. He was an expert at reading her body and recognized the passionate tremble. She wanted this.

  “You…” he said as he pulled her skirt up around her waist, his fingers moving to touch the heated skin where he’d spanked her.

  “…are going to learn…” he yanked her panties down to the middle of her thighs and groped that delicious, tender ass with one hand while still holding her wrists with the other.

  Her breathing was accelerating and deepening, and he imagined the sweet lubricant coating the swollen folds of her vagina.

  “…to respect me,” he said as he brought his hand down hard again the naked flesh of her exposed butt cheek.

  Whack.

  A scream escaped the princess, and her body stiffened. “Okay! Okay! I’m sorry,” she sobbed. Che-Rin’s body stopped struggling and laid flat on the desk, but he knew better than to trust her bogus surrender. He knew that if he stopped now, they would go back and forth all night. If he released her now, she was going to kick him in the balls and reverse this situation on him. She would most likely pin him down with one of her heels and threaten his manhood with more pain. He didn’t trust her one bit.

  You don’t have me fooled, pampered princess.

  The office was sound-proofed, so he knew that none of the household staff heard it when his hand came down hard, again and again on the same cheek. He watched in awe as the milky skin reddened beneath his assault, a little bit of enjoyment tinting his face.

  Whack. Whack. Whack.

  “Mmmmm,” she moaned as a silent admission of her pleasure. She tried to hide her delight, but Che-Rin’s body was far more honest than she would ever be. That mouth wasn’t made for honesty, it was made to be kissed and to suck him. Lowering his gaze, he saw her vagina lips twitch and noticed how wet she’d become just from being spanked. Her juices dripped down her thighs.

  Now we are getting somewhere.

  Bong-Ki moved his lower body back far enough so that he could unzip his pants and pulled out his throbbing erection. Giving one last glance at Che-Rin’s face, he could see that her eyes were closed and she was biting her bottom lip. Her face was flushed, with desire while excited puffs of air escaped her open mouth. He could tell that she wanted him, no, yearned for him right now. She needed his erection to fill her bad girl slit so she could feel in control of herself again.

  He leaned down and spoke in a low tone. “I want to ram my dick in your ass for throwing that vase at me, but you got lucky when you missed.” He placed the bulging head of his erection at her entrance, thrust forward without warning, and buried himself to the hilt.

  She cried out in pain and pleasure. Her eyes flew open wide, and she sucked in air, hard and fast. The wetness in her eyes grew, and a single tear leaked. “Oh shit. Ahhhh! Oh shit. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.” she whimpered, trying to appease him with a fake apology. She was a princess in the streets and a fucking slut in the sheets. Nothing satisfied her more than a huge erection powerfully pounding into her.

  She tried rocking her hips against him, but he was in control.

  “Don’t. Move.”

  He let go of her arms because he knew she wouldn’t fight him anymore. She was getting exactly what she wanted, and he didn’t mind giving it to her. With that silent, consensual approval between the two of them, he proceeded to pound her into the side of the desk.

  Bang, bang, bang, bang. She screamed as she attempted to get away from him by sliding forward on top of the desk. She loved to be restrained and wanted his big, strong palms around her neck, around her wrists, and grabbing her hips.

  “Uh, uh, uh, don’t run now, little princess. You called, and here I am.” Bong-Ki grabbed a handful of her long black hair with one hand, wrapped it around his wrist, and pulled her head back far enough for him to bite her ear firmly. He didn’t want to hurt her, but he wanted her to feel it. She always let out the most erotic of noises when he slammed into her while pulling her hair. Her walls clamped around his erection so nicely when he hit it from the back.

  He kept hammering her sopping wet hole - bang, bang, bang, bang. The items on the solid cherry wood desk rattled, and her sweet womanly scent filled the air. He licked her exposed neck before biting the sensitive flesh. Not hard enough that she would bleed but hard enough to leave a bruise.

  “Oh my god.” She howled as the first orgasm made her legs shake and the tremors rolled through her entire body. He felt her juices coat his balls and drip down her legs. That bite had taken her over the edge.

  You like it fairly rough, for a princess.

  Not ready for her to slip into too much enjoyment, he pulled out of her and delighted himself in the sound of her begging whines.

  Bong-Ki spoke firmly. “Place your palms flat on the desk, and if you move them, I’ll make you pay.” In the end, she was a bad girl who wanted to be taught a lesson, a woman who liked being told what to do. Despite how authoritative, bitchy and ambitious she was in her everyday life, she was a real submissive in the bedroom.

  When she smiled defiantly and didn’t make a move, he stood straight up, pulled both her arms straight behind her, and used them as leverage to yank her body back into his next angled deep-seated thrusts.

  He slammed the head of his erection into her cervix. Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang.

  “Ow! Okay, okay, okay! I’m sorry! Please stop!” she whimpered helplessly, her walls collapsing around him under the assault. There was clearly more pain than pleasure in these wails, but then again, this was her punishment. He’d warned her, didn’t he? This pounding was a reminder that he was the one in control right now.

  “Oh, no. Did that hurt, princess? Too bad you didn’t do what I asked the first time.” He smirked.

  He deliberately lowered her hands to the edge of the desk next to her hips, leaned forward and whispered in her ear, “I suggest you hold on, little princess. I’ve got a surprise for you.” Her body trembled like a leaf and she stared up at him behind a curtain of black hair, some of it stuck to her sweaty hairline.

  CHE-RIN

  Fuck yes! Nobody gave it to her like her bodyguard, Bong-Ki. He knew how to handle her and satisfy her kinky little fetishes.

  Too bad she had other plans… to make Hyun-Li pay.

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  Chased Back To You

  AMBW Winter Romance Book 2

  By Love Journey

  LOVE LANGUAGE

  BOOK 3

  I DON’T DISAPPOINT

  AMBW ROMANCE

  BY

  LOVE JOURNEY

  BRIEF DESCRIPTION

  Daniel Kim is a sexy Korean Hip Hop celebrity at the peak of his fame. He is determined to succeed and has just signed a lucrative contract with a U.S. music label. He’s used to sacrificing his happiness for fame and fortune… until he meets Diamond.

  Daniel Kim has a ‘love jones’ for Diamond, and he’s feening for her in every way. Physically, mentally… he’s all in.

  And he promises not to disappoint.

  Diamond is a personal photographer assigned to accompany Daniel while he is on a promotional tour. Her job is to photograph, post, and promote the handsome entertainer… not to sleep with him. She’s determined to protect her professional reputation even if it means walking away from the best sex she’s ever had.

  CHAPTER 1

  DANIEL

  The driver pulled up in front of the SoHo Grand Hotel, and Daniel stepped out of the limousine like a true celebrity. Dressed in black jeans and a white designer shirt from his own clothing line, he crossed under the dark overhang into the hotel lobby, surrounded by his entourage. His black hair was shaved on the sides and perfectly styled into a swooping Mohawk. His signature black shades put the final touch to his look.

  The flight from California was lengthy and had turned into one long business meeting as his staff brought him up to date on the plans for their trip. After landing all he wanted to do was check into the hotel, get a bite to eat, and relax. He crossed the lobby with long slow strides, was greeted by the hotel staff, and shown to the registration desk. With a professional smile, his assistant stepped forward to handle the group’s reservations. While the details of his stay were being sorted out, he took a brief moment to absorb his surroundings.

  Nice.

  The hotel lobby was luxurious, with plush chocolate and cream carpeting surrounded by deep rich wood flooring. The hotel offered a plethora of amenities - bars, lounge, pools, and private meeting spaces for guests. But most importantly, they were exclusive and specialized in privacy for their special guests. And as a celebrity, he learned to appreciate that luxury very much.

  As he glanced leisurely around the spacious room, a breeze swept across his cheek, drawing his attention to the woman walking through the glass entrance.

  Who is that?

  CHAPTER 2

  DIAMOND

  Diamond made her way through the hotel lobby and headed straight to the front desk rolling her bag behind her. Her sunglasses were still resting neatly on her nose, her natural curly hair touching her shoulders. She had chosen her favorite pair of distressed jeans that hugged her body perfectly with a silver-gray sleeveless top. She could hardly contain her delight as she admired the extravagant interior. Everything was so beautiful.

  There was a short wait to check in, so she took the time to people-watch. After taking a mental note of the group of Asian men looking her way, she gave them a quick nod before turning toward the waiting registration clerk. They’re all watching me. With a pink blush on her cheeks, she quickly moved forward and smiled at the desk clerk.

  “Hello, and welcome to the SoHo Grand Hotel. How may I help you?”

  “Hello, my name is Diamond Butler, and I have a reservation for one.”

  “I will be more than happy to help you with that, Ms. Butler,” the clerk said, smiling as she made all the necessary arrangements for the room and key. She handed her the keycard and offered an enthusiastic, “Please enjoy your stay!”

  “Thank you! I will!” Diamond responded, turning to grab her bags. She felt a strange urge to look to her right. There standing in the middle of the group of Asian men was - him. She knew exactly who he was though they had never met. Despite he was wearing dark shades, she could feel the heat of his gaze on her. Nervously, she dipped her head and turned to head towards the elevators, knowing that she and he would meet sooner rather than later.

  DANIEL

  “Woah,” Daniel whispered to the guys as the beautiful woman walked away from the reception area. “Who is that?” He tilted his head in her direction. They all turned at once to watch her sway sexily towards the elevators.

  “Thicker than a snicker,” Brian said.

  “More cushion for the pushin,” Joshua agreed.

  “Mine.” Wait. Where did that come from?

  He must have said it out loud because now his entire group was looking at him strangely, but he didn’t care. All his attention was on her.

  Her skin was the color of sweet, creamy honey. The fitted material of her gray top complemented her thick figure perfectly, revealing her brown shoulders, accentuating her ample breasts, and falling smoothly around her full hips.

  Breathtaking.

  He was staring, and he didn’t care.

  CHAPTER 3

  DIAMOND

  Diamond loved her job. As a freelance photographer for the stars, celebrities fought her to become their personal paparazzi for photo shoots, filming, interviews, parties, and club appearances. She was highly sought after for one very important reason - her magic camera lens.

  She had a talent for capturing a unique side of people.

  She had developed a love for photography at an early age after learning to take pictures with her parent’s old camera. For years she had developed her technique and enjoyed capturing the smiles of her family and friends, but she really found her calling the summer she worked as an assistant for a wedding photographer. That’s when she discovered her unique and mysterious talent to tell a person’s “other” story through her lens.

  She was a magician behind the lens of a camera.

  After completing that internship, she went on to study photojournalism at the Chicago School of the Arts and worked for the Multi-Digital Media Group. Moving on to start a freelance service studio, Diamond grew her niche by hiring out as a personal paparazzi photographer to A-list celebrities for video shoots, events, premieres, and appearances. Her services allowed celebrities the opportunity to exercise a bit of control over their public image.

  She got the opportunity to travel to the most beautiful places and meet a variety of celebrities and other people working in the industry. Unknown to most, she preferred to operate in the background. She liked to blend into the crowd and melt into the sidelines. Most of all she liked to see another side of people through the lens of her camera. A softer side, or a crueler one.

  Working with celebrities was cool. She discovered that superstars were very much different behind the scenes. When they were not in the public’s eye, their softer side came through. And that’s why people hired her – to give the public another version of themselves. It was becoming increasingly important to have a good social media presence, and she gave her clients the material to work with.

  She knew her stuff.

  Fans wanted to see the day to day side of their heroes. And for a short period, they got that from her. From the beginning of a project to the end, she and her camera were there. From morning meals with the crew to the midnight swimming parties - she was always present with her magic box, ready to capture the moment. She liked the candid shots, like when people laughed at a joke or were lost in their own thoughts. Those were the winners.

  One drawback to being so close to certain celebrities on a day to day basis was the constant propositions. And she was propositioned a lot. Sometimes male actors, social media stars, musicians, rappers, and other A-list celebs were so used to getting whatever they wanted that they forgot that she was off limits. Before taking on a project, she always made it very clear in writing that she did not date or sleep with her clients. She found that lines could sometimes become very blurry after too much alcohol and nudity.

  Her goal was to stay out of the way and give her clients a polished portfolio in the end - period. Remaining
professional at all times and never crossing boundaries kept her in business. She was private, very discreet, and never sold secrets. Celebrities could be themselves around her and not have to worry about being given a bad presentation.

  Number one rule in the industry - No sexual relationships. Unfortunately, she had once crossed that line a long time ago and paid the price with a broken heart. After that, she vowed with all her soul that it would never happen again. No one else would ever get that close, only to discard her like yesterday’s news.

  DANIEL

  Sexy and controversial. Two words that could be used to describe Korean-American hip-hop star, Daniel Kim. His reputation often preceded him in the music industry, and he didn’t give a damn. He was a self-made success, and he had worked harder than anyone to get to where he was today.

  Daniel had started out from the bottom and through hard work as a trainee and tireless dedication he had launched his own independent record label and a very successful solo career. Now, five years and four albums later he was quickly becoming an international household name. Without a doubt, the man was sexy, confident, and serious about his business.

  In a recent turn of events, he had signed a major deal with ZAP Entertainment as its first Asian American artist. As an international Asian-American singer, songwriter, dancer, record producer, model, and CEO of an independent record label, he was extremely busy. After having laid the groundwork himself, he was ready to hire a team of professionals to handle the day to day business so he could concentrate on making music.

  Turning thirty had been an eye opener for him. He loved music, and his career was flourishing, but his personal life had taken a backseat for several years. Many of his childhood friends were getting married and having children, and he hadn’t had a solid relationship for years. Being a CEO and artist were two full-time jobs - ones he had given every ounce of his being to. He had a great support system and was surrounded by family, friends, and industry professionals who were very involved, but he was missing that special someone to share his life with.