Love In Contract | Taekook

Chapter 24

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JUNGKOOK'S POV

I pretended to fall asleep next to Taehyung, and waited until I heard the sound of his steady breaths before I swiped my phone off the nightstand and crept into the bathroom. There's no way I can sleep knowing that there's a video of Taehyung jerking off floating around on the internet.

I don't bother to turn on the light, not wanting to chance waking him up, and I type the name of Kourtney's website into the browser. I click around, searching for what I'm looking for. As tempting as it is to click on my friends' videos-if you tell me watching Jason, Celeste, and Kourtney have sex wouldn't be the hottest thing you'll ever see, you're lying-I scroll past them. I also scroll past Jimin's blonde hair, which is equally as tempting to click on because I know he and Yoongi are into some freaky shit. But there's only one video I'm interested in, and I won't stop until I find it. Then I spot a familiar nipple ring. I wouldn't have recognized it had I not had the absolute pleasure of seeing Taehyung without his shirt on.

I tap on the thumbnail, and click the
button on the side of my phone to make sure the volume is turned down low. The video begins with him holding the camera out in front of him, from the neck down, cutting off just above the V-shape leading down to what I'm waiting to see. He reaches out to turn on the water overhead, revealing those veins along his forearm that I've dreamed about licking.

And then the camera tilts downward. My mouth falls open. Huge feet and muscular tree-trunk legs are there, I'm sure of it, as are perfectly sculpted abs. But all I can focus on is the hand as it wraps around his long, thick cock.

"Holy fucking shit," I whisper, unable to contain my surprise. I knew it'd be big. That's a given with a man of his size-at least one would hope, for his sake. But expecting it doesn't compare to seeing it. It's beautiful. Absolutely perfect. It should be a work of art in a museum-nothing like those unfortunate Italian Renaissance sculptures.

Taehyung's hand moves along his cock, slow at first, stroking it like
he's warming up. A low groan echoes over the sound of the water hitting the floor, and my pussy clenches. What I wouldn't give to be the one eliciting his pleasure. He swirls his thumb over his crown and gives it a squeeze, the precum glistening in the dim light. No one else would know it's him, but I do, and that notion makes this even hotter, being the only person to know his scandalous secret.

His hand moves faster, and I'm completely mesmerized. The way his
hips thrust into his touch; the way his forearm flexes with each pump; the
deep timbre of his grunts. I watch with rapt attention, my thighs squeezing together to subdue the ache between them. Taehyung shifts the camera out to the side, angling it to provide a full view of his lower body. Water drips down his thighs as his balls slap against them. This man is well-groomed, with only a dusting of dark hair covering the base of his cock. I lick my lips, my mouth literally salivating as I imagine wrapping my tongue around him, attempting to swallow the length of him and undoubtedly choking on his size.

Wetness pools in my panties as I watch him make himself come. His
jerks get rougher toward the end, his head swollen and ready for a release. He draws out a long moan right before he spills his load onto the wall. Fuck, that was hot. What was he thinking about when he came? What turns him on? What does he like? I watch the video two more times, unable to put my phone down and get myself together.

My heart races and my skin heats, knowing he'll be touching himself under the same roof for the duration of our agreement. Leaning against the sink counter, I replay the video and slip my hand inside my underwear. I'm so turned on, this won't take long. A moan escapes me, and I bite my bottom lip to keep my mouth shut. Once I get my release, I can go to sleep, and Taehyung will have no idea-