Jimin's POV:
"God, what are you doing to me Jimin, sweetheart?" Caressing my inner thigh, he bends my right leg and lifts it in the air once more, opening me up for him.
Jungkook aligns his cock with my wet hole and slams into the gaping, cum soaked entrance.
"Ahhhh Kook." I pant heatedly, in pure bliss at the feeling of being filled once again by Jungkook.
"Mm, you're so full of my cum, so wet, fuck, you're so sexy." His pelvis and hips clap against my butt cheeks as he snaps his hips, his cock sliding in and out so smoothly.
"Hold your leg up for me, baby." I replace my hand with his, his own hand moving to the front of my body and pumping my hard, leaking dick in time with his fast thrusts.
"Ahhh, I'm going to c-cum." I almost scream in pleasure as my climax approaches suddenly, he's making me feel too damn good.
"Cum for me sweetheart."
I cum all over his hand, some landing on the bed in front of me.
"Such a good boy." Jungkook's hips stutter as he groans deeply, he cums inside me once more, soaking my already wet walls.
I breathe heavily, panting like I've just ran a marathon, I bloody feel like I have!
Jesus.
Jungkook holds my hips as he pulls out of me, his cum leaking out immediately once his length is out, dripping down my ass and onto the bed underneath me.
"I'm thirsty..." I whine, because well, I am thirsty!
He places kisses on my back, before unwrapping his arms from around my body. I miss his heat as soon as it's gone.
"I'll get you something to drink, water okay?"
I turn around so I'm facing him as he stands from the bed, admiring his naked, muscley body.
He really is a perfectly sculpted God...
I nod.
"I'll be back in a minute sweetheart, alright?" I nod again slowly, feeling exhausted.
"I'll bring some food up too, if you're still awake by the time I come back, we can eat too."
He walks out of the room completely naked, giving me such a sexy view of his toned ass and back.
I practically drool as I watch him walk out of the room.
I look over to the bedside table when I hear a phone ding, signalling that there's a new message.
It's not my phone, it's Jungkook's.
I ignore it at first, it's not any of my business after all.
But then it goes off, again and again and AGAIN.
It doesn't stop.
Now curious to see whos so anxious to get hold of him, I grab his phone and observe the lock screen.
My mouth goes dry. My jaw tightens, my eyes filling with tears.
No.
Not again.
Please not again.
I've been used again.
I look through the messages from a girl called "Yuna"
Clearly his fucking girlfriend.
Yuna
16:43
Babe, come back home, please! It was all just a big misunderstanding, come back you know you want to.
Yuna
16:43
Babe? Come on I'm waiting for you. I'm wearing your favourite outfit, do you remember?
16:44
You know the one. The one that made you so hard!
16:44
I know you can see these texts babe, come home.
Come home and punish me.
I've seen enough. I get up from the bed and start throwing my clothes on.
I can't believe I let this happen again.
I trusted him, I let him fuck me over and over again.
But in the end, it happened again.
I was used.
He used me.
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