Boyfriend for Hire (BTS Ot7 x Reader)

💦Chapter 49💦

“My apartment is closer.” I said, as Jungkook tore out of the parking lot.
“Eager are we?” he grinned, reaching across the seats to place a hand on my thigh.
“You mean I’m the only one?”
“No. I’ve been waiting a long time to have you underneath me.”
The ten-minute drive to my apartment felt like the longest ten minutes of my life. Traffic wasn’t heavy. The rush hour had passed a while ago and the sun had begun setting on the horizon. Jungkook’s thumb rubbing over my thigh was making me delirious with need and I needed a way to inflict the same feelings onto him.
“Kookie.”
“Hmm?”
“You want to know something I’ve always wanted to try?”
His heavy gaze fell on me briefly before flicking back to the road again.
“What’s that?”
I lifted his hand that was on my thigh, bringing it to my mouth and kissing his fingertips.
“I want to record myself and send it to the others. It makes me wet to think about them watching it. Them watching someone fuck me.” I lightly bit one of his fingers. “Would you help me?”
Honestly, it had been on my mind since Yoongi and I had sex with Tae on the phone. I didn’t realize how sexy it was having him listen in and while I know he didn’t see anything, I wished he could have. The way Jungkook’s hand tightened on the steering wheel, and he shifted in his seat gave me his answer before the words left him.
“Fuck, bunny. Yes. I’ll help you.”
By the time we made it to the elevator of my apartment building, we were both itching to touch one another. Somehow, we kept it together until we reached my floor. We exited the lift, Jungkook letting me lead even though he knew where it was. His arm slipped around my waist, hand coasting a little further south than usual until his palm met my ass. He gripped it, squeezing hard as I fumbled with the key code. I finally got it, both of us stumbling inside and barely slamming the door shut before we were on each other.
Our lips melded together as my hands desperately tore at my coat and my feet grappled with my shoes trying to kick them off. Jungkook wasn’t doing any better, his own hands working at his coat and top. I pulled away long enough to take off my shirt, Jungkook using the separation to pull his own over his head too. First the sweater and then the white t-shirt, revealing the smooth skin I had caught a glimpse of last night. Only this time, under much better light and no time crunch.
Therefore, I appreciated it like I should have before. Sliding my hands up from his abdomen to his chest. The natural dips in his body made me want to trace them with more than just my fingers and maybe there would be more time to explore later, but the desperation between us was palpable. Gliding my hands back down, I unbuttoned his jeans and slid the zipper down, letting the material fall just enough for the band of his underwear to peek out.
He took my hands in his, putting them on his shoulders before picking me up with both palms under my thighs. Him carrying me like this had me looking down at him for once as he headed towards the bedroom. I toyed with the hair at the nape of his neck, leaning down to kiss him again.
“It’s my turn to taste you.”
He dropped me on the bed unceremoniously. I watched with bated breath as he dragged my pants down my legs, my underwear soon following. His mouth attacked my inner thighs, nipping carefully making my legs tremble and soft moans escape me. The first swipe of his tongue across my folds had me fisting the sheets.
“Mmm, hyung was right. You are delicious.” He groaned, diving in.
He feasted like a man starved. Taking everything my body elected to give and asking for more as his tongue dipped inside me. He gave just as much attention to my clit, stimulating the already aching nub, driving me higher to my climax. My hips bucked with every swipe of his tongue, his large hands gripping my thighs to keep me open for him. Every pattern he drew with his tongue across my entrance, he would repeat across my clit, the brushes driving me crazy.
It was torture how he was prolonging my ride to orgasm. The flicks serving to steer my pleasure higher, but not enough to push me over the edge. I needed more, my moans turning into needy mewls the longer he denied me what I really wanted.
“Kookie, please.”
Hearing me beg for him must have been what he was waiting for. His lips found my clit in the next second, wrapping around it and sucking hard, catapulting me into an intense orgasm that he helped me ride out. When the stimulation became too much, I tried to escape his grip, dragging myself away from his mouth. He let me go, sitting up with a wicked grin across his lips as he licked them.
“I almost forgot.” He said, jumping off the bed to grab his phone.
He set it up on the nightstand next to the bed, checking the angle before turning back to me.
“I want one more out of you bunny before I fuck you.”
I sat up on my elbows ready to tell him I needed a minute to recoup. Before I could get a word in, his hands gripped my legs, dragging me back to him.
“Kook-“
“Take off your bra.”
At the same time he gave his command, he buried his fingers in my pussy. The sudden intrusion made my body tense up, my head falling back as my mouth opened in a soundless gasp. I was still sensitive and Jungkook’s thumbing of my nub wasn’t helping things. His fingers were gone in the next second, the reprieve brief though as a sharp slap to my cunt caught me off guard.
“Bra, bunny. Take it off. I won’t ask again.”
His fingers sought my entrance again, the loud squelching so lewd in the otherwise quiet room as he pumped them quickly. I had to force my brain and my body to function as I fumbled trying to remove the last piece of clothing I wore. Jungkook hummed in satisfaction, leaning down to my core again. The second round of head was even more intense than the first. My lower lips weeping for him and clit throbbing almost painfully between arousal and overstimulation. I whimpered, my hips bucking into him further and trying to pull away at the same time.
“Jungkook, I can’t.” I whimpered, the pleasure bordering on discomfort.
“You can and you will.” He growled.
His arm laid over my abdomen, pinning me to the bed and to him so I couldn’t get away. His other hand grabbed my thigh tighter, forcing my legs apart wider so he could fit himself between them easier. He doubled down on his efforts, determined to make me cum again. A had found its way to his hair, holding it tightly as my body hurtled into its second orgasm in a span of minutes. My thighs squeezed his head tightly, legs trembling as I cried out his name. It took me a minute to realize that his face was still stuck between my legs, my thighs not having released him yet.
I let them drop, smiling sheepishly as he lifted his head, gaze meeting mine. My slick covered his face, and if I wasn’t two orgasms in right now I might have been embarrassed.
“I’m sorry.” I apologized breathlessly. “I didn’t mean to squeeze you so hard.”
“Don’t worry. I’d gladly spend the rest of my life between your legs if you’d let me. Even if it meant you smothered me.”
I giggled as he crawled up my body. His lips finding mine as I assisted him in undressing the rest of the way.
“Shit. I don’t have a condom.”
I pulled his face back to mine, planting another wet kiss on his mouth.
“We don’t need one. I have an IUD.”
“Fuck. Tae is going to be ecstatic when he hears that.” He groaned, kissing me harder.
He pulled back, the devilish grin in place again as he cast a glance at the camera. I had almost forgotten we were recording. Almost.
“I think it’s only fair we give everyone a little something they like, don’t you?”
My own eyes found the phone. My arousal skyrocketing again as I thought about the boy’s seeing this video later.
“Hands and knees. Ass in the air. Show everyone what a good slutty bunny you are.”
I rolled over, Jungkook’s hands guiding me into position. His fingers trailed up my bare back, gently pressing my top half further into the sheets. He gripped my hair, turning my face towards the camera.
“Keep your head there. Everyone should be able to see your beautiful face when you come apart on my cock.”
A needy mewl filled the room. My hips pushed back towards him, my body begging to be filled at last. Another slap landed on my ass this time.
“Kookie.” I moaned.
“Did you think about this bunny? About how much you wanted my cock inside you while you sucked me off last night?” Another smack, harder than the last one.
I whimpered, gripping the sheets hard as I nodded. His hand came down on my ass again.
“Words, bunny. I want everyone to hear how good you are for me.”
“Yes! Yes, Kookie!”
His knees nudged my own wider, the head of his erection pressing against my entrance teasingly.
“I’ll bet you thought about it next to Tae in bed, didn’t you?”
“Yes.” I admitted breathlessly, trying to rock back on his dick.
His hands gripped my hips tightly, stopping me. I whined in exasperation.
“You could’ve asked him. I’m sure Tae would have fucked you like you wanted me to, or you could have come to find me. Then we wouldn’t have had to record this for everyone else. They could’ve watched it in person.”
He thrust into me in one go. The sudden invasion making me clench around him hard. We groaned in sync, Jungkook’s fingers digging into my hips that would result in bruises the next day.
“God damn. You’re perfect.” He forced between his teeth before setting a brutal pace.
He pounded into me. Knocking the breath from me with every reentry. My arms shot forward, blindly landing on the headboard to keep myself from moving up the bed as Jungkook fucked me. While it didn’t feel that way last night, I know now that he had been taking it easy on me. The feeling of him sliding in and out of me was indescribable. I thought I had been content getting him off without needing anything in return, but I was so wrong. And despite the soreness I still had from my time with Hoseok and Namjoon, having Jungkook now was utter ecstasy.
The headboard hit the wall hard, and I momentarily felt bad for my neighbors as I was sure they knew exactly what was happening between the bangs and my high-pitched moans. I didn’t care enough to stop though.
“Does it turn you on knowing they’ll watch this later and cum with you?”
Oh God. The visuals he was painting in my mind. I could almost imagine it. All of them, watching the recording, hands fisting their cocks as they matched pace with Jungkook, thinking about it being themselves in his place. The night over the phone with Taehyung was playing through my head, the noises he made making my fantasy all the more vivid as I remembered his moans, my pussy clenching around his cock harder.
“J-Jungkook.”
“You really are my slutty bunny. Especially when you let me fuck you raw. You take my cock so well.” He panted, hand sneaking its way into my hair again to grab a handful.
He pulled me up, his pace not letting up as he pressed me flush to his front. One hand finding my breasts, to play with my nipples. He rolled them between his fingers, light pinches sending surges of arousal through me. It made me wetter, my cunt sucking him in, strangling his cock every time he tried to pull out. The knot in my lower abdomen was beginning to unravel. My moans turning into whines as I begged for him.
“Fill me up Kookie.”
“Yeah? My slut wants my cum?”
I nodded desperately, as Jungkook gripped my chin to turn my face towards his. The kiss was sloppy and only last a few seconds before he pushed me down into the bed again. He fisted my hair again, turning me to face the phone once more. He fucked me harder, the loud clap of his hips against my ass getting louder as a low rumble built in his chest.
“Cum for me bunny. Milk me like the greedy slut you are.”
His hand reached around me, fingers finding my clit easily and my slick giving plenty of lubrication as he fondled it. His other hand came down as another harsh slap against my already red backside. My eyes rolled back as I let go. Body tensing as my orgasm ripped through me with extreme intensity. I choked on his name, the sound seeming to be the only thing I was capable of as I rode out my climax helplessly. Jungkook lasted four more thrusts before I felt his cock swell inside me and his release flood my walls. It was warm and copious. Spurts of it prolonging my own orgasm. The aftershocks just as devastating as the main event.
And for the first time since I had been with Jimin, my consciousness faded.