𝐌𝐀𝐅𝐈𝐀'𝐒 𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐄 | 𝐉𝐉𝐊

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Y/N'S POV-

A damn shudder moved through me at the feel of my soft curves crushing against his firm lines.

A low whimper escaped me, a sound that had Jungkook's hand softening on the back of my neck, fingertips massaging the bruises he'd no doubt left with the contact.

His lips softened a bit as well, but only a bit, passionate as he bent my head backward, lips slanting over mine again and again until my whole body flooded with desire, hummed with the need for more of it.

Jungkook's teeth nipped my lower lip, tugging, demanding entrance. With no choice, I granted him it, and his tongue slipped inside to claim mine.

My arm lifted, one hand drifting up his forearm, arm, and shoulder before sliding behind his neck, holding on as his lips slanted over mine and his hand left the back of my neck, slipping down my spine, then sinking into my ass, his grip firm and possessive, sending a jolt of desire between my thighs.

A moan moved through me as my back arched, pressing my breasts more firmly against him, a move that had a growl ripping through Jungkook's chest as he turned us and walked me backward until my legs slammed into the bathroom counter.

His hands roamed up my stomach, grabbing my breasts through my shirt. Feeling the peaks of my breasts pebbling at his touch, he rolled them between his thumb and forefingers until I was whimpering and arching into his hands.

On an impatient growl, his hands left me, going down to my pants and panties, and pulling them down my legs.

His lips broke from mine long enough for him to lean down, grabbing the backs of my knees, and lifting me off my feet, dropping my ass down on the cold bathroom counter.

I could barely even adjust to the new position before his hand was slipping between my thighs, sliding up my cleft, then working my clit with just the right amount of pressure.

Without even being aware of telling it to do so, my free hand moved down the center of his chest and abdomen, feeling the muscles twitch under the contact as I blazed a path downward.

My fingers impatiently worked his button and zipper free before slipping inside, running my palm over his hard dick straining against the material of his boxer briefs.

A rumbling noise moved through Jungkook's chest at the contact, making his fingers abandon my clit and thrust inside me again.

My mouth broke from his on a low moan as I leaned back, placing my arms on the counter behind me, angling up to look at him.

His dark eyes were heated, molten, and heavy-lidded with his own desire.

Inside me, his fingers hooked and stroked against my top wall, engaging my G-spot.

At the sound of my needy whimper, a ghost of a smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. He gave me a little encouraging nod when my hand started to move up toward the waistband of his boxer briefs. 

I hesitated for the barest of seconds, and got to watch as an impatient muscle ticked in his jaw. Encouraged by his slipping self-control, my hand slid inside to close around his velvety soft, straining dick.

A shudder moved through me as my hand didn't quite close around him, realizing just how big he was and how he would fill me.

"Thinking about me in your tight pussy, Love?" he asked, his voice a smooth sound that slithered across my nerve endings, making another involuntary tremble move through me. 

"Like this?" he asked, thrusting in and out of me. Slowly at first, then faster and faster as my walls tightened around his fingers. 

"Tell me." he demanded as his fingers started to twist inside me as he continued to thrust.

My finger swiped over the head of his dick, feeling the wetness there.

"Y--Yes." I whimpered, taking a slow, deep breath as he drove me closer and closer to that edge.

"No, Y/n." he rumbled, his hand turning so his palm pressed against my clit as he continued to thrust me with his fingers. 

"Tell me." he demanded. When I looked up at him with uncertain eyes, his head tipped to the side, watching me as another finger slipped inside me, filling me a little more. 

"Tell me you want me inside your tight pussy." he demanded as he moved his fingers in circles inside me.

"I... I want y-you inside me," I told him. There was no denying it. I needed him inside me with the same sort of urgency that I needed my next breath.

"Good girl." he murmured, grabbing my chin with his fingers, pulling my head up higher as his head lowered down, his lips sealing over mine again as he started thrusting again.

My hand moved up and down his dick, driving him up with me, wanting him as far gone as I was.

It wasn't long before he was yanking his mouth away as his hand pushed mine away and off of him.

His hand went there instead as his fingers slid out of me. He urged my thigh upward as he pressed closer to me.

His dick stroked up and down my cleft several times, tapping the head against my throbbing clit, making a moan escape me.

His cock slipped down and slammed inside me, one hard, deep thrust, filling me completely, stretching me.

"F#ck." Jungkook hissed, his fingers sinking into my hip as he froze inside me, buried impossibly deep. He was looking for some sort of control. My hips started moving in impatient circles, making me acutely aware of each thick inch of him.

Jungkook's head pulled back, watching me with those heavy-lidded eyes. I got to watch as his eyes closed a bit each time my hips rolled and my walls tightened around him.

"Jungkook, please," I whimpered, needing him to move, needing release from the aching desire inside. "Please," I cried again.

That seemed to break through. Because he went from being completely still to thrusting me in the span of a single breath.

He started thrusting inside me.

Hard. Fast. Deep.  Taking every inch of me with each thrust.

My arms went up, wrapping around his shoulders, holding on as he thrusted harder and harder, the sounds of my moans, his groans and curses, and our bodies slamming together filled my ears.

"Don't stop." I cried, feeling pushed right toward that edge, and dying to be shoved over, to freewill into the orgasm. 

"Please don't stop." I pleaded as my face pressed into his chest.

"Come for me, Love." he demanded, voice tight.

 "Come." he urged even as my walls started to spasm, even as the pleasure got a tight grip on my system.

I was pretty sure it was his name I cried out over and over as the first waves crashed through me, the intensity of which I wasn't even aware existed before.

"F#ck, Y/n." Jungkook groaned, thrusting through my orgasm, dragging it out, making it last, before finally slamming deep, his whole body jerking hard as he came.

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