- { 𝐱𝐱𝐯. 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓 }

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- { 𝐱𝐱𝐯. 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓 }

{SLIGHT MATURE CONTENT}

The cool air in the room had me shivering as I took off my clothes.

Jungkook was expecting me to be ready for him once he got here, and I did not want to disappoint him. I slowly slid my underwear off, and then my bra. The tenderness of my breasts made me wince slightly as I rubbed them.

Fuck, I hope they don't leak during this.

That would be embarrassing as fuck.

Later during my pregnancy, I started leaking breast milk, and it freaked me out. But according to Kayli and my mom, it was normal.

Squeaking once I heard his heavy footsteps come down the hall, I tripped over myself to climb onto the bed, and waited on my hands and knees. Just as he ordered.

Excitement and arousal heightened my senses as I bit down harshly on my bottom lip. What would he do? I was looking forward to finding out. I pushed the insecurities of my stretch marks and leaking breasts out of my mind as the door opened.

Oh god.

The sound of Jungkook entering the room made my heart drop and my face flush. The door closed behind him, that's when I heard his sharp intake of breath. I closed my eyes as the clanging of his belt hit the floor.

"My good little girl." He crooned, sounding close to me now. "So perfect." He whispered, finally setting his warm hand on the backs of my thighs. I jumped slightly, hands trembling to keep my balance as Jungkook caressed my skin gently.

His touches felt so good. I had missed this feeling.

He removed his hand from me shortly after the wetness pooled in between my thighs. I was mentally begging him to continue to touch me.

But he didn't.

His shirt hit the floor softly before I felt the bed sink in beside me.

"Please." I finally whispered, "Touch me." I pleaded in a whiny voice. I was desperate for it. Squealing loudly once his large hand smacked against my ass harshly, I fell silent, wiggling at the burn.

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