Married to Mr. Jeon || TaeKook

56. Who's that

"On fours baby"

Taehyung's breath hitched upon hearing those words as he was gently lifted by his husband. Jungkook's cock sliding out of the abused hole made the younger man wince at the sudden feeling of emptiness.

Taehyung could feel his legs almost giving up, but he obediently followed what he was told to do. He slowly shifted position, setting himself in the middle of the queen-size bed. His hands clutched the silk sheets, his ass on full display.

"You're so addicting, love," Jungkook murmured.

No seconds later, Taehyung let out another cry at the sudden intrusion of the massive cock back into his abused hole. His arms gave out as he slumped forward, his face burying into the pillow.

"Ah! Fucking tight" Jungkook grunts, his hands gripping his husband's waist as he moves his hips with a powerful, deep thrust. He licks his lips, looking down and seeing his cock sliding in and out, disappearing into his husband's tight hole.

Jungkook gropes and kneads the luscious, thick flesh, snapping his hips in a fast rhythm, loving how they jiggle with each and every thrust. The CEO bent down, wrapping his arms around his husband as he rammed into his husband's hole repeatedly. Sounds of skin slapping, grunts, moans, and heavy panting erupt throughout the hotel room.

Taehyung let out a muffled moan as his hips were pushed down by the forceful thrust, his leaking cock rubbing against the silk sheets underneath him. With Jungkook's every snap, it creates more friction that has him drowning in a pool of immense pleasure.

"Ahh. J-jungkook. ahh ahh too much. Ahh hmm" 

Jungkook could feel Taehyung was close as his walls were squeezing his cock tighter once again.

"Cum for me my love"

"I-i want to see you, Kookie hyung" Taehyung murmurs, voice small and muffled by the pillow.

Jungkook mentally cursed, his cock twitching at his husband's request. He then immediately flipped them around; Taehyung is now on top of Jungkook. Taehyung clings on to his husband as Jungkook thrusts his hips upwards in quick, hard movement. The sound of Taehyung's soft moans and the slapping of their sweaty skin were the only sounds in the room.

Jungkook swiftly changed their positions, Taehyung landing his back again on the soft silk sheets and Jungkook hovering on top of him as he continued his quickened pace, feeling his own orgasm nearing.

With a few more rapid thrusts, Taehyung came. Squirts of white liquid are in between them.

"Ahhh! J-jungkook hmmmm"

His body shuddered at the gush of overwhelming pleasure, and his mouth parted, eyes hooded, as Jungkook continued with his harsh, quick thrusts. Taehyung soon noticed that his husband's nose scrunched up, sweat trickled on his forehead, and his thrusts were getting eagerer by every second. A sudden surge of panic ran through him when he felt that his husband was about to get up and pull out.

Taehyung immediately wrapped his arms around Jungkook, his legs on his husband's waist to keep him in place, surprising Jungkook with his sudden action. He gazed up at his husband through hooded eyes, his face inches away.

"Fill me up, my love"

The sentence alone made Jungkook lose his mind. His pace quickened, his hands gripping Taehyung's waist tighter. The harsh slapping of their sticky skin echos throughout the room. A few more hard thrusts and a breathy groan escape Jungkook's lips. His hips momentarily stilled as he finally unloaded the seeds inside his husband.

"Uhh. Shit! ahhh"

Jungkook's body slumped on top of Taehyung, who was panting; the CEO's breath was ragged as he sloppily thrust his hips. His cock is continuously releasing and coating Taehyung's tight walls.