𝐈𝐈 - Never enough || It's all for you

6•I'm picking you

Chapter 6
I'm picking you

•The next morning•

Akasaka, Tokyo
Haemi's house

Haemi woke up feeling groggy. Kyo was already gone. She would be alone for the whole day. The surgeon sat up, still feeling frustrated from the night before. She took a refreshing shower, wondering if she should take care of herself or not. She felt like it but decided against it. She stepped out of the bathroom, wearing her bathrobe. Her hair was still wet when she picked her outfit for the day. "Should I stay in my PJs all day?" she uttered, looking through her dressing room.

She sighed, sitting on her bed. She really couldn't think about anything else than finishing herself off. She bit her lip, laying on the bed, her hand hesitantly reaching between her legs. Haemi cautiously caressed herself, almost wincing at how sensitive she felt. She closed her eyes, trying to focus on the sweet sensation while her fingers rubbed her most private part slowly. Her mind quickly filled with memories of past nights with JK, even when she tried to replace the man with Kyo. It was useless. She was finally getting into it when the doorbell rang. Haemi rolled her eyes. She could bet that Kyo ordered something again. She closed her robe tightly and headed downstairs. She opened the door slightly to find JK standing.

The man wore a more casual outfit and looked like the JK she had met back then. "Hello," he smiled at her.

Haemi blinked. "How... Jungkook-ssi..." she frowned. "What are you doing here?" she asked, blushing. A minute before, he was in her mind, helping her out.

He confidently pushed the door open and entered the house. "I wanted to visit you," he said, looking around.

Haemi covered herself more. "You can't be here. You go too far," she stuttered, following him around.

"Don't you want me here?" he asked, looking her up and down. "After last night?" He asked.
Haemi's jaw dropped slightly. "What-"

JK took one step and pulled Haemi by the waist. His grip was firm on her. The robe fell below her shoulder. He stared at her glowing skin. "Don't reject me anymore..." he whispered before landing a kiss on her jaw.

Haemi felt shivers travel through her body. She felt herself slowly drift into his arms while he hungrily kissed her neck. "You can't," she moaned out. But the lust was too strong.

JK pulled on the strings of her bathrobe, letting it fall on the floor. He picked her up, one hand snaking in her hair and the other feeling her naked thighs. "I missed you," he mumbled against her skin.

The eagles in her stomach were flaming up as she wrapped her legs around JK's waist. "Shut up," she ordered, her hand pulling his head more on her skin.

JK smiled, walking to the couch. "You're so beautiful," he said, pushing her down on it. He admired her bare breast and quickly pressed his mouth on her nipple. Haemi couldn't think of anything but him and her. She moaned out, her breast getting attention for the first time in 3 years. He licked and sucked while his other hand massaged and pinched slightly.

Haemi was leaking on the couch. That thing never happened with Kyo. They always had to use lube. Haemi pulled on JK's shirt. He pulled away to remove it, revealing his new tattoos on his shoulder and the left of his chest. He looked more muscular than before. He unbuckled his belt, making Haemi shake in anticipation. Her legs were spread, and she held her breast up, watching him undress.