MR HEART SLAYER [JJK FF] ✓

. MR HEART SLAYER 43 .

43| "Staying beside you is happiness, being able to touch you is happiness, talking to you is happiness." 

Jungkook was going crazy, he was addicted to a particularly coy beauty, even maddening beyond imagination.

The carnal desire was unduly overwhelming. The rush of adrenaline trickling in the base of his skull and dripping down to the tip of his spine with the intangible, steady emotion whispering beneath his limbs.  All he just realized at the moment was how he couldn't get himself to stop devouring Talia's mouth. The want was intimate, chaotic yet fascinating. Her feminine whimpers, celestial moans were like a fragile harmony, delicately tolling in his ears like a never-ending loop, entrenching vastly into his churning lungs. The blue-eyed male wouldn't get tired of her feminal, succulent taste. His perfectly shaped mouth was on her, every corner, without wavering, again and again. 

They were under the black sheet, Talia was on top of him, her ample bosom snugly skimming over his granite as hard chest as Jungkook had his devoted tongue thrusting deep into her throat, not leaving an inch of her cavern untouched, engraving the male growls within her lungs. Their flushed, bare bodies clasping each other, legs intertwining, savouring the oozing warmth in the mere, drunk moment.

"Aren't you full?" Panting, Talia plucked her mouth away between Jungkook's teeth as she mewled against his wet, jutted out lips. For a second Talia crazing heart detonated around her chest, as she shyly peeked at his hooded, glacial eyes that were lucid and deeper than the high seas. Soft charcoaled shade locks sensuously dipped across his flirty brows, such an eyesome view. 

Jeon Jungkook was a bewitching ailment, gouging deep into her frisky streaks, if he would be a cancer Talia wouldn't mind him killing her.   

"Okay, okay. I'm in my senses." A brittle gasp wrenched out of her when Jungkook plummeted his teeth in the sensitive pulse of her neck, then tossed his velvety tongue on the bitten mark and lick it—lick it harshly, lewdly. It stung, but it felt so darned good to feel.

"Not really, though it's not morning yet. The carnal cycle can keep going, and going and going." Jungkook arched his left brow, a stagnant smirk plastered over his lush mouth. Aquatic eyes laughing in mirth. "I can kiss you or eat you out all fucking night if you want, in return you just have to moan my name." Jungkook grunted, cracking his neck as his arms went to sneakily wrapped around her thin waist. Talia playfully slapped his triceps as he let out a hearty chuckle at her widening, shameful eyes. 

"Why not so bold and brashy now, Miss Lee? How sweet." Jungkook teased, bottling up his wolfish laugh that was threatening to twirl out, as he dotingly snuggled his face in the crook of her soft neck. He breathed her in, this time Talia smelled like him and—sex, she didn't bother by it.