{BOOK TWO}...Daunted by the singular tastes and dark secrets of the beautiful, tormented young entrepreneur Kim Taehyung, Jeon Jungkook has broken off their relationship to start a new career with a Seattle publishing house.
But desire for Taehyung...
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Jungkook P.O.V.
Without taking his eyes off mine, he sinks slowly into me. The familiar stretch burns- I just realized how come he never keeps lube with himself but always has a condom on hand? Fortunately, I had completed the preparation work earlier.
That's suspicious..that's weird my subconscious pops out of nowhere. Go back to sleep I want to say.
My body bows and I tilt my head back, closing my eyes, relishing the feel of him inside me. He pulls back and then moves into me again, so slow, so sweet. I groan.
"You're mine, Jungkook," he murmurs against my throat.
"Yes. Yours. When will you accept that?" I pant.
He groans and starts to move, really move. And I surrender myself to his relentless rhythm, savoring each push and pull, his ragged breathing, his need for me, reflecting mine.
It makes me feel powerful, strong, desired and loved - loved by this captivating, complicated man, whom I love in return with all my heart. He pushes harder and harder, his breathing ragged, losing himself in me as I lose myself in him.
The next thing I knew, Taehyung had adjusted his position and started thrusting upwards even harder. I screamed out in pleasure as his cock slide over my prostate. Taehyung sped up by the minute, the heat that had seemed to die down when he stopped to adjust the position started to build up once again. I clutched onto him as if my life depended on it.
The tears had started to trickle down my cheeks from the overwhelming pleasure and I cried out every time my Beyond Layers thrusted upwards, his cock smoothly sliding over my velvety walls.
It didn't take more than a few minutes for me to feel that familiar heat threatening to explode inside my stomach. I clutched onto Taehyung's shoulders tightly and buried my head on his neck.
"Oh, baby," Taehyung moans, his teeth grazing my jaw, and finally I cum hard my orgasm ripping through my cock, a loud, whiny moan escaping my lips as I sprayed my cum all over my and Taehyung's torso.
My whole body fell limp from the exhaust and Taehyung kept fucking in and out of my lifeless body He stills, clutches me, until he himself follows suit, whispering my name releasing his hot cum into the condom.
Now that Taehyung is spent, calm and kissing me gently, his breathing eases. He holds me upright against the elevator wall, our foreheads pressed together, and my body is like jelly, weak but gratifyingly sated from my climax.
"Oh, Kook," he murmurs. "I need you so much." He kisses my forehead.
"And I need you, Taehyung."
Releasing me, he picks up my jeans straightens them and helps me back into them and does up the two buttons on my shirt, then punches the combination into the keypad that starts the elevator again. It rises with a jolt so that I reach out and clasp his arms.
