Your Tears are Mine || Jungkook x Reader || BTS FANFIC || YANDERE 18+

Chapter 43

Y/N's POV

I moaned against his mouth as his tongue travelled inside, exploring every inch of it. Our tongues battled against each other while our lips melted together.

Jungkook's body weight pressed into mine, lightly grinding on me to enclose the gap between us.

With my hands being restrained, I felt practically powerless yet I couldn't find myself hating it or trying to struggle out of his embrace.

He was being rough yet, cautious at the same time.

Jungkook finally pulls away from the kiss, allowing me to take a fresh breath of air that he had taken from me earlier.

Everything became a million times hotter and all I could think about was stripping off my clothing. "Jungkook, please... It's getting too hot, take this fucking clothing off me...!" I pleaded, his hands still gripping mine.

"Fuck, you're making it really hard to hold back. I think the liquor is starting to get to my head now." Jungkook murmured sexily.

All I could think of now was for him to take me as he did before. I had the urge for him to claim me as his. I wanted him to show me that I belong to him.

I'm not in my right fucking mind.

No matter what my head was telling me, my heart and body refused to listen and continued to make bad decisions for me.

Jungkook decided to continue teasing me by leaving soft kisses on my neck, trailing his lips down to my chest and kissing the space between my breasts.

I couldn't even feel his lips properly as my clothing stopped me from having skin to skin contact with him.

His hot breath lingered there, which pestered me and just made me more eager for him to touch me.

"Please, Jungkook stop doing this every time! I hate the teasing... just help me take off my shirt please!" I begged once more.

Jungkook didn't even bother trying to tease me any longer, I could tell he was getting impatient as well.

"Fuck it," he cursed.

Then he let go of my hands to rip my shirt off of me. Leaving me in my thin bralette as the cold air finally engulfed my body.

Although I let out a sigh of relief, I knew that I had just signed myself for something dangerous.

"I like hearing you say 'please'. Now let me hear you call my name," Jungkook said as he leaned into my ear.

In a flash, I was engulfed in a rough kiss once again. Letting him take control and dominating my body.

Those sweet kisses sent me to ecstasy. I felt like I was finally feeding my long awaiting addiction.

I moaned at the sensation of his hands wandering around my hips and waist, as if he was trying to find a way to hold me down.

The pressure of his body on mine was not uncomfortable, but rather arousing as it made me realize how close our bodies are.

This isn't the first time I've engaged in sexual relations with Jungkook, why do I react the same every time? How am I still feeling so embarrassed?

Jungkook finally reached behind my back and unlinked my bralette, taking the whole thing off before flinging it over his shoulder.

His brown chocolate orbs watched me fiercely as if he wanted me to see him devour me. Although I was intoxicated, I couldn't help but get desperate for him.