"My heart is divided in 7 pieces and each of those pieces make me whole. Right here, in this very moment, nothing else fucking matters. The jealousy, the trauma, the drama, none of it means anything because you 7 are the only thing I need in life an...
Before I can even grasp what's happening, Yoongi has slightly bent down and has picked me up and my legs wrap around him instinctively.
He kisses me hungrily as he runs into the wall and pushes my back against it, holding me up. He quickly realizes it isn't the easiest position so he takes his hands around my legs and ass as he walks toward the bed.
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"I can't stop," he tells me.
"I need you. I miss you so much," he continues as he kisses down my neck.
"I miss you too," I tell him and it's true. I miss him so much; his touch, his kiss, his mouth, the feeling when he's buried deep inside of me. The way he moans out my name.
Fuck, 8 days without sex sure does mess with you.
He sits down on the bed and I'm straddling him.
"It's gonna be quick, just warning you," he tells me.
"I don't care, I just need you," I tell him, kissing his neck and collarbone, unable to stop touching every inch of his body even for a second.
He lets out a groan and I feel like I'm going feral.
I lift off of his lap and stand in front of him. I pull my hands up under my skirt and pull my panties down, kick them down and throw them
He lets out a loud moan and I smile at him.
I lean down and unbutton his pants and pull them down his legs as he pushes his hips up for me.
He reaches down to his hard dick and strokes himself a few times.
I go back to him and straddle him. I reach down and move his hand and replace it with mine. I hold his dick up and press it into my entrance.
I bring myself down and allow him to fill me. I squeeze my knees into his thighs and tighten myself around him and I see him roll his head back and groan loudly.
Once he's fills me completely, I bring my hands up and into his hair and tangle my fingers in it.
He brings his hands onto my hips and encourages me to move.
I roll my hips forward into him and clench myself around him; feeling the absolute nirvana of having him deep, inside me.
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