Jeon Jungkook lives an arcane life because he has a secret that he wishes to hide from the world, and he enjoys anonymity, which could otherwise be an unaffordable luxury in his kind of life. He fears that stepping out of the shadows could potential...
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Hae-Yeon
My head falls back, my lips parted in hopes of breathing in more air, and that is when I feel his lips touching my neck. I shut my eyes tight, reaching out to grab a bunch of hair at the back of his head as I revel in the outworldly sensation.
Jungkook grabs my waist in one hand, squeezing it needily while he drags his lips down my throat to the side of my neck, darting his tongue out to flirt with my sensitive skin. His one finger sinks into me, making my chest drop and rise. Every inch of my skin explodes into a shower of goosebumps, my toes curling against the floor of the pool when he traces his lips to the side of my neck and begins to suck on the patch of skin enclosed by his mouth; his finger relentless at the same time.
My grip on his hair tightens, earning a primal growl from him that resonates against my neck and makes me feel as if I’m being transported to another realm when he simultaneously adds another finger inside me. He licks and bites his way up to my ear, and his hand that’s kneading my waist lowers the waistband of my panties.
It seems like a fever dream when his mouth leaves my neck, and in the next heartbeat, he rolls the panties down my thighs. I step out of it as if in a trance, completely defenseless. Everything happens so quickly, and before I can let out my next breath, Jungkook holds my shoulders and spins me around.
He takes a moment to discard his briefs, and then he presses my front to the pool wall and brings his front side flat against my back, grinding his rock-solid erection against my ass cheeks. From behind me, he pulls me closer to him, his hands smoothing over my back and shoulders before he brings them to the front to cup my breasts.
His breaths are not uniform, his body is hot and firm against my back, and his robust thighs are holding me in place. Plus, the coolness of the water adds more oil to the burning flame, and I move my hands to the side of his hips, holding on to him and feeling the way his hips move against my back.
My nails dig into his sides and my head falls back on his shoulder when he attaches his lips to the crook of my neck and begins to leave open-mouthed kisses that make every inch of my skin feel like it is on fire.
The entirety of his hands cover both my breasts and his fingers curl around the softness, making my back arch. I feel the way his heart hammers against my back, and I’m pretty sure he’s feeling the way my heart is pounding against his hands. Jungkook seems almost fascinated by the way my breasts mold into his hands as he seems he could never get enough. His fingers repeatedly tweak and pull my nipples, causing my back to arch and drop back against him; the sounds I make earn deep growls from him.
“Change of plans. Let’s get out of here,” he rasps against my ear and pushes himself off me.
We don’t even bother to pick up our underwear that are floating in the pool before we step out of it. The coolness of the air around us makes me shiver, and my teeth clatter as I wrap my hands around myself, attempting to create some warmth. Jungkook’s breaths are shivering too, and, from the sun lounger on the side, I quickly get us both towels to wrap around our bodies.
