𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐍 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄 🌹(18+)

𝟑𝟑:- 𝗥𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀

Jungkook's POV

Fuck!!! She's looking hot as hell.

I traced my fingers on the screen, biting my lip to stop the moan from slipping out. She just entered my shower.

My shower.

A smirk crept up my lips as I watched her silhouette through the frosted glass. Damn, I was so fucking ready to lose it.

"Missing me so much, sweetheart?"

Her voice echoed faintly through the glass, and my eyes narrowed. I could almost hear the way she breathed-slow and deliberate-like she knew I was watching.

Fuck, this woman was a temptation wrapped in skin.

And then, my senses were assaulted by something I hadn't anticipated.

That smell.

Damn woman!!!

I could already smell it here, like a sweet, intoxicating fucking storm of lavender and vanilla.

Her body wash. The one that I told her I loved. My favourite smell, all over her.

Why the hell did she have to use it now, knowing I wasn't there? Knowing it drove me fucking crazy?

Dammit, babe.

I slid one leg over the other, a wave of heat crashing over me, and I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding. She couldn't even be aware of how she was getting to me. The way her scent lingered in the air, making my skin tighten, my cock harden.

God, she had no idea what she was doing to me.

Her movements inside the shower were slow, almost deliberate, like she was teasing me from behind the glass. And I loved it. She was on my mind, in my space, wearing my favourite smell.

Hell, she was probably thinking about me while I was gone, I knew it.

She sighed softly, probably lost in her thoughts.

Don't get distracted, Nari. Focus on me, babe.

I could hear the water splashing, her soft moans as the warm water hit her skin.

Fuck, I was losing it just listening to her.

And then, the moment she stepped out of the shower...

Ugh...

What the hell is this?

I froze as she came into view. Sports bra. Tight black tights. Every fucking curve of her body outlined perfectly, showing off just how much work she had been putting in.

"So my little flower's trying to prove me wrong?" I laughed under my breath.

"How cute, sweetheart. You think your punches are stronger now?"

I couldn't help but imagine how she looked, drenched in water, every inch of her so fucking perfect, my fingers itching to touch her.

She was absolutely killing me right now. She wanted me to see her, feel her, every inch of her body screaming for attention.

You're playing a dangerous game, babe. But fuck, I love it.

She stepped closer, her breath a little ragged, and my mind wandered, trying to imagine the heat of her body against mine. How perfect she would feel wrapped up in my arms, how her skin would taste against my lips.

Damn, I've missed you.

"What's it gonna take for you to come to me, sweetheart?" I asked myself, sliding my hand over my chest, imagining my hands on hers instead.