Nights in Vegas. JJK 18+ (Book 1) ✔️

Fourteen.

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[Jungkook's POV]

We got to our table and immediately I pulled out the chair for her. She thanked me with a soft smile and I smiled back before finding my way over to my own seat.

"Good evening. I'm Myra and I'll be your waitress this evening. I just wanted to get both of your drink orders so we can get those out to you first. What would the two of you like?" She smiled, pulling out her pen and paper, waiting for us to give our orders.

Olivia looked at me as I motioned for her to go first. She nodded and began to give her order. "I would like a sweet tea for now please."

The waitress scribbled down the order and turned to me, "Okay perfect, and for you Sir?"

"I would like a bottle of your finest wine please."

God knows I need it to calm my nerves. She scribbled my order down then looked at us."Okay, I have your drink orders. I will be back in just a few minutes with those and then I will take your food orders. In the meantime, please let me know if you need anything."

We thanked her as she smiled and turned to walk away, leaving us alone.

I started to feel better until she turned her head to look around the restaurant and my eyes went to her neck. I couldn't help but travel my eyes further down her body. Fuck she's so beautiful, how did I get so lucky to meet her?

As the thought of my lips on her neck continued to occupy my mind, I felt my pants start to get tighter. I had to stop thinking about it before I popped a major boner. Thank god for the waitress!

She took our orders after she brought out the drinks and when she left I offered Olivia a glass of wine.

She looked up and nodded. "Yes please."

I poured the glass of wine and handed it to her, but when she grabbed it our hands touched causing my breath to hitch. Her eyes met mine and after clearing her throat she thanked me, taking the drink from my hand.

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[Olivia's POV]

Shit. My brain is thinking so many things that it definitely should not be right now. In all honestly, I just want his hands all over me, but will not ruin this wonderful first date because I'm horny. If anything happens, it happens, and we will go with the flow.

After a few minutes, our food had arrived and we began eating, making small talk in the process. We laughed and shared stories about our lives and what we like or disliked. It was definitely an amazing distraction from all the tension earlier and once we finished with our dinner, we started to drink a lot more of the wine.

Before I knew it, we were more than 2 glasses in, and it was time to call it quits and head back to the hotel. He paid for our meal, and we walked to the back exit to meet the driver. Once we were in the car and on our way home for the night, I felt his hand rest casually on my upper thigh. He began to draw circles with his thumb, snuggling closer to me as his head rested on my shoulder.

"You smell so good." he stated as he leaned in closer. I blushed but thanked him none the less as he smirked at my shyness and stared out the window for the remainder of the car ride.

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We arrived back to the hotel, making our way inside the elevator. He pressed the floor number, and we stood in complete silence as we waited to reach the 4th floor. You could cut the sexual tension with a knife, both of us feeling needy for the others touch.

Until suddenly in the blink of an eye, I was pinned between him and the wall of the elevator.

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