Back to You | JENSOO

Chapter Thirty One (Part Two)

Jisoo

I need her. Right now. Lacing my fingers in her hair, I take hold of her again. I push her back and lift her onto the counter. When her legs wrap around me, I feel her heat and I lose it.

Every part of my brain detaches and all I can think about is feeling her. Her small hands glide up my arms as my lips press against hers. I graze my tongue at the seam of her perfect mouth, waiting for her to let me in. She opens them slightly and it's all the permission I need. My tongue pushes against hers and I pull her closer to me as she whimpers.

I pull back and nip at her ear. "I fucking need you. Tell me you want this." She has to tell me before I fucking erupt.

"I-I," she stutters, and my mouth covers hers again, pushing her to give me the damn answer I need. If I can keep her from overthinking, we might be able to get through this.

"Do you want me, Jennie?" My lips brush over hers, and every part of me is rock hard.

Her breathing increases and I take my tongue and sweep it across her lips. Per-fucking-fection.

"Jisoo," she moans my name and I cover her mouth with mine again.

Fucking hell.

"Answer me. Do you want me?" I kiss her swollen lips, needing her again. "To keep going?"

"Yes!" she cries out as my hand finds its way up her shirt where I find she doesn't have a bra on. Nice.

"I'm not going to stop, so you better be absolutely fucking sure, baby." I don't know how or why I'm still talking.

She grabs my shirt and our eyes lock. Her pupils dilate and the fire burns through them. "You better not."

Hell yes. Don't have to tell me twice.

As much as I'd love to tease her and make her beg, I don't have the patience for it. I want to claim her. I want to feel her wrap her perfect legs around me and fuck me until all I can see, hear, feel, taste, and smell is her. I hope she's ready because I sure as shit am.

Releasing her perfect tits, my hands glide down her sides and pull her shirt off. I tease her with my tongue before sucking her nipple in my mouth as she writhes in my arms.

"You missed me, baby? Want me to fuck you now?" I know how much it turns her on when I talk dirty to her.

"God, yes."

I break away and smirk. I'm a cocky bastard but I can't help it. "I told you I was compared to God."

Her head falls back and she laughs. When she looks back up, she smiles. "Your humility is astounding. Now," her eyes harden, "Do you want to talk or do you want to show me how much you missed me?" She winks and pulls my head close.

There's my sex kitten.

Jennie takes hold of the kiss and I give her the control for a minute. She needs to feel the power and I'm willing to give it up for her. Plus, it's hot as hell when she gets aggressive. Her fingers weave in my hair and she pulls—hard. I almost blow my load right there.

I pull back and her eyes are liquid. I lift her and slide her shorts and thong off. I'm completely unprepared when she hops off the counter and backs me against it.

She's completely bare and she hooks her finger in my belt loop and pulls me against her. My hands glide across her delicate back to her round ass and I grip it roughly, lifting her up. Her hands fumble with the button and my jeans fall around my ankles.

With her mouth fused to mine, I shake my jeans off and grind down against her as she tries to line herself up with my dick.

"Not yet, baby," I manage to choke out as I try to find the bed or a couch.