"So am I, my sweet cupcake..." He pecked her lips in a mere touch. "Really delicious."
"I am not in the mood to joke Jungkook."
"I am also not in the mood to joke, my deliciously sweet creamy red velvet cake." He started peeling off her hair pins ever so imperceptibly, not giving her scalp even a slightest pull by his strength or harshness. "I really love this position when you call my name in temptation beneath me and trigger me to do more."
"You deserve silence. I won't talk to you anymore." She made threats that never worked.
Staring down at her all-hidden figure for a few seconds, just one word echoed through Jungkook's mind, cock-teasing little angel.
"I deserve a rough and senseless sex with my wife." He replied casually while stretching his hand towards the counter table again and picked up hair brush from the brush stand.
She turned her head to the side other than him as her cheeks burnt away in fiery red, because of the open expression Jungkook made of his desire. What if he really wanted a rough sex tonight?
"You... you are... so shameless... and... and dirty..." With her head bent down she whispered almost at sound resembling to a leaf falling off a tree. "Pervert... and pornographic too..."
"Hey that's a clear accusation..." He gasped offensively, of course a fake one. "I am sexy not pornographic, all smitten by the beauty of my wife, I am salacious only for the attention of my wife and I am horny just to touch my wife's deliciously full body portions." Emphasizing on the word wife each time he uttered, he made her earlobes turn red.
She felt her head spinning at the new information Jungkook provided to her about his horny self. She was not able to digest previous ones and here he blurted out new ones. She wanted earth to swallow her right now as she could not muster the courage to look into Jungkook's lust filled eyes. She considered it lifesaving to keep her face down and tongue sealed.
"Besides, someone was testing my patience at another level tonight." He was now untwisting the side braid of her hair combing all the way down with smooth strokes of the brush along with his fingers. "What do you say?"
"I prefer staying quiet, since you are in no mood to talk sober and answer my confused phrases seriously."
"Did you say you are confused?" He lifted his brows up in a question, turning her face before his eyes.
She nodded her head then shook it in denial. He smiled at her ruined mood. "Since you are only in mood of making fun of your wife, you can enjoy talking to your own self now." An angry pout which was adorning her fire hot lips instantly got cherished by Jungkook's dominating lips, making corners of her eyes grow bigger in astonishment.
"Okay, I won't interrupt now... tell me what do you want to ask or in precise, why are you confused?" Granting her lips freedom to speak, he asked, backing his own lips away from her delicious ones.
"You... I mean... sometimes... I..." Her heart crawled up her throat watching his lips turning slightly red because of tasting her lipstick on them.
"Come on now, tell me."
"Sometimes... you forbid all the employees to enter the dining hall until I have eaten, sometimes you scold the staff and send them away so that no one sees me in pain or smiling... and whenever I am on my periods, you order everything in bedroom not even letting me go out... you book entire restaurants for me whenever we dine out so that your 'thing' only remains reserved to the center of your eyes... sometimes you empty out the entire store so that I don't feel uncomfortable with anyone else's presence... but sometimes..." She paused to take a deep sigh. "Sometimes you become completely incomprehensible to me... I mean... introducing me to your business partners and social circle as if I were... I am..."
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His Keen Desire-A Typical Love Story
FanfictionA simple love story of underworld king Jeon Jungkook and an orphan girl who's been betrayed by her own trusted ones 🔞🔞🔞