15 | Identity Revealed

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Insight into the chapter

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Insight into the chapter

"What if after the hot hour, your true identity gets revealed?"

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"Eating is a lot like doing it, Piccola."

"Is that so? And which one do you prefer more? Eating or doing it?"

You set your plate down on the counter, running the back of your hand in a gentle stroke along my cheek.

"I think you know exactly which one I prefer more."

You leaned over, giving my shoulder a warm tingling kiss, sending a jolt of excitement shooting up my spine.

"I will give you a hint though..." Your kiss lingered closer to my neck, nuzzling and nibbling your way to my earlobe. Goosebumps formed on my arms as my breathing grew heavier. "It is not eating."

I took another bite of my dinner, my eyes never leaving yours.

"Do you, ah... always savor your food, Jungkook?"

"Always. And if given the opportunity, I suspect that you would too."

Oh, yeah... we are definitely not talking about food anymore.

"How about... playing with your food? Tying it up, for example."

Your eyebrows raised with a mixture of surprise and amusement in your eyes.

"Eun Jeong..." Your hands pressed to my hips, pulling our bodies closer together. The firmness of your grip told me how badly you want me. "I love playing with my food." As you spoke, every syllable and innuendo short-circuited my brain.

I thought about the length of rope stashing away in my bedside table.

"What if I told you I had some rope on hand? Right over in the bedside table?"

"For?"

"Assassin stuff, of course."

"Well, then I would tell you that I would want to see what you can do with it."

Damn... all this talk of doing it has got me in a tizzy. And now that I have eaten, what I would not give to have Jungkook completely do me silly right now.

"You know, Jungkook, why don't we go savor each other... like... right now?"

Taking my hand and gently kissing my knuckles, you pulled me closer towards yourself turning to my couch.

"I thought you would never ask."

As we moved to the couch, you stopped me just as I was about to climb onto it.

"We are a little overdressed for this occasion, I think. Don't you think so, Piccola?"

I eased off your shirt, my hands ran up and down your bare chest. Being my back, you deftly undid my bra, tugging its straps off my shoulders and letting it fall to the floor while we were going toward my bedroom.

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