𝐌𝐀𝐅𝐈𝐀'𝐒 𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐖𝐈𝐅𝐄 || 𝐉.𝐉𝐊 𝐅𝐅

42. 𝐇𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧 ( 18+ )

"Jungkook, what you doing?", I asked hesitately, his hands sliding down my arms, "Just, admiring my beautiful wife," he exclaimed while his fingers traced my jawline.

"Let me work, I've a lot of work," i said gently pushing his hand away from my face, He pouted, "My wife don't time for me," his baby face, i want to smack him but I can't, he looks so cute, and that's not to bargain, he is officially so cute and girls drool over this adult baby.

He is siting infront of me on bed on knees, my  laptop is on my laps while my back rested on the headboard of the bed. I shifted my gaze back towards the screen of laptop, I can still feel his eyes lingering on me.

"Jungkook, better you eat your honey pancakes, I'm not a pancake," i exclaimed, typing rapidly on my laptop, "Don't plan on eating me,"

"Nice idea, i wonder how you taste with honey," he chuckled, his voice dark, absence of playfulness, I shot him a death stares but his index finger goes down my chin, lifting my face up to his level, his body slowly leaning on mine, "This plush lips," his thumb traces my lower lips which send a jolt down my spine, "Wonder, why you bite them when I'm the owner?", he leaned closer, getting up on his knees, his face have a really little gap, lips ready to touch.

"Noooooo!", I pushed him back, his body dropped on the bed beside me, his is on his side, his head in his plan and elbow under him on the bed, he shot me an irritated glare, "Yeah, you see," he whispered, "You don't pay me attention after Junghyun came back,"

I put my laptop aside, turns my head towards him, "Kookie, you know I'm busy," i whispered, "I'm j--,"

I wasn't even able to complete my sentence when he pushed me down on the headboard, my body between his legs, as his face is just milimeters away from mine, "You being busy, and only busy,"

His lips attached with mine, sending a series of shiver down my spine, my heart beating faster, and faster with the each passing second, his lips moving in a gentle yet, my left arm wrapped around his neck, and with the other I pulled his collar, as his tounge took entrence, it explored my mouth like he wasn't kissing but devouring me.

He parted, both of us breathing heavily, his arm gently coil up around my waist, his touch cold yet gentle, sending shivers down my spine, making adrenaline rush in, he pulled me closer, "Let me take care, today,"

I nodded, he squeezed my waist with his arm, making a soft gasp escape my lips, "Your expression is..... priceless," he whispered, his voice seductive yet sexy, sending chills not only down my spine but to my core.

I'm feeling my core heat up, aching for him, he knows how to make me messy, a mess, a beautiful mess created by him, created by his touch, his action, his voice and his love. I love the effect he have on me, he kissed my neck, his warm lips leaving wet open mouth warm kisses across my throats, i tilt my head to the side, letting him mark his territory over me.

My fingers tightly gripped on his blue tight tshirt which perfect fitted his curves, showing his well build biceps, his well toned muscles, he leaned more, his hard chest pressed against my soft one, "How you feel, baby girl?", he whispered against my bare skin, the vibration send a series of pleasure down thought my veins, "Good..." I moaned out.

"Than, who's your daddy?", he whispered, his fingers sliding down to my knees, slowly parting them away, "You," he grabbed my tights, "Louder," he commanded, I loved his this side, the dominant one, him being dominated over me on bed, "You, daddy,"

His hand traced the curves of my waist, his lips moved down to my waist, kissing my belly button, his action made my stomach twist, roll and jump, the butterfies isn't enough to explain the situation inside me, the mess being inside me, just by his touches I feel myself so close.