Before you disappear

Chapter 70

I wasn't sure if I was the only one who noticed it happening. And even when it did, I chose to ignore it so I could revel in this feeling of being in Jungkook's arms just a little bit longer.

This man knew how to make my heart race. He knew how to create all these insane little heart jolts, causing my skin to both heat up and create goosebumps as though I was cold. Everything in me craved this closeness, craved his touch and the tantalizing chills his kisses gave me. His hands had blocked mine from moving, giving this sense of being his prisoner and having to surrender to him fully – which I had no problem with whatsoever.

And even when my role as prisoner changed and I became the one who did the overtaking, I still couldn't let the realization of what was happening come to the surface. I wanted this moment to last forever.

Jungkook's actions didn't lessen either. He seemed just as greedy for more as I was. With me on top, I felt even more invincible and I didn't want to open my eyes to see my body lying underneath me. I just wanted to stay in this moment, stay this close to Jungkook and forget everything.

As my lips left his to trail kisses along his jawline, I heard him whisper something. But I didn't stop to ask what he'd said, caught up in this feeling of oblivion. I took my hands from his, releasing him from the imprisonment, only to push my hands along his waistline and pulling up his shirt in the same movement.

He whispered again. This time I heard him say my name, but still I was reluctant to let him guide me out of this electrifying moment.

His hands reached up, cupping my face and gently he stopped me from continuing the trail of kissing. I moaned softly, with a clearly darker voice than my own.

"Open your eyes," he said with my voice and, going against the voice in my head seducing me to ignore him, I did as he asked and looked at him.

Seeing myself in this heated state, my eyes dilated, my lips ajar, the quick and shallow breathing, forced me to come to terms what had happened.

We had switched bodies again.

I was Jungkook and he was me.

Somehow I'd expected worry, anxiety or even anger or fear to surface, but looking into my eyes, seeing him behind them, stopped any of them from coming up.

"Are you okay?" I whispered.

He didn't immediately reply as he stared into my eyes, but in the end confirmed with a slight nod. "Are you?"

I smiled and nodded. "Why did you stop?"

"I wasn't sure if you knew what had happened, and if we continued as each other if you'd know..." His voice trailed off, leaving a steamy image in my mind.

I knew what he meant. There had been a clear destination to the increasingly urgent kisses between us. It hadn't crossed my mind as clearly as it did now, that I had no idea if I could do that – as a guy.

"I wasn't thinking about that," I said as I took a deep breath to lessen the yearning inside me, "but now I am."

I pushed myself up leaned back against the headboard of the bed. With my hands in my lap, I could sense the arousal between my legs, throbbing to be acknowledged. It was a sensation I hadn't experienced before. Even being aroused in my own body didn't come with this sense of aching. It was almost to the point of painful.

Not wanting it to get attention, I pulled up the covers and hid the throbbing underneath its layers.

Jungkook's eyes burned on me, even though I couldn't look him in the eye. I knew if I locked eyes with him again, I wouldn't have the ability to lower my temperature, rapid heartbeat and the accompanied arousal.