FORBIDDEN DESIRE | Jungkook × Reader ✔

51. Turned on

"I want you to tell me the truth, even if it could hurt me."

I turn around to face him as his hands aren't leaving my skin. My eyes meet his lustful ones but I smile with no restraint. "Jungkook...I was too shy to say it but...That was good."

"Good?" he bites his lips and stares into my eyes. Not calming his ardor as he pushed me against the furniture. "Yes..." I smile at him, feeling timid about this topic. "I'm not going to lie, at first, I was scared to...maybe...not like it and get sick but I did."

He drops his look down on my lips and leans in to kiss them. This is tender and gentle as ever, small frictions and lip grabs not expressing any lust. "My Jungkookie is sweet," I murmur against his skin before grabbing hold of the handle of the door to open it. I stepped towards it to get out but Jungkook grasped my waist to pull me back. "Wait, what do you mean by sweet?"

I smile and glance away as I noticed he was more than curious about something I was planning to avoid the fastest possible. "That could sounds odd but you tasted like...better than expected..."

"Oh..." he grins and takes a glance at my lips that I couldn't hold back from licking. "Does that mean you wouldn't mind doing it again?"

"I wouldn't mind at all," I give him a slight teasing look before getting out of the bathroom to peek at Daehan watching TV, and make my way to my bedroom with the tall man following each of my steps closely. Since I already took a shower last night, I grab a short in the wardrobe and put it on while being observed attentively by Jungkook. I just clapped eyes on his body to check what he was doing but caught sight of an obvious bulge in his sweatpants. Poor baby boy, he's not going to be able to recover from last night I see.

"Did you like it?" I suddenly question him from out of nowhere and look at his figure as I'm fixing my cloth. "Or was I bad...?"

"Bad?!" his eyes became even wider as I got him to be left open-mouthed. "Are you kidding me? You made my nose bleed and I thought I was going to faint. I swear to god my head was dizzy and I could barely remember my name because of how good you made me feel."

"Don't exaggerate though," I chuckle but escape from the eye contact as his statement made me blush. "I'm serious. I was...that was the best thing I felt since I was born. If only I could be as good as you to pleasure each other I think our intimate moments would be better...and our first time would have been better," his lower lip gets squeezed between his teeth as he tucked his hands in his pockets, and leaned back on the door. "I would be perfect at making love to you..."

"You are," I inch closer to him and wraps my arms around his thin waist to let the soft fabric of his black t-shirt brush my skin, but the problem down there on him to be squeezed against me. He stares down at my eyes with his dangerously penetrating ones, piercing my soul to such an extent that my heart is being affected by the intensity. "But are you implying by those words that our first time wasn't good and special for you?"

"It was baby," one of his hands leaves his spot to drift up my curves and reach my chin. He caresses it with his fingers, passing over my jawline in the way before embracing me with his other arm that he couldn't keep still. My cheek gets cupped by his manly hand and our lips meet each other tenderly. "It was the best thing in my life and it will always be one of the most memorable moment, to which will be added our marriage, our little babies birth,..." a curve of his lips shapes a soft smile on his face. "I never felt that much of emotions in once...but I just wish I could have made things better."

"Stop always wanting to be perfect. You already are and I just love it when you do the things in the spur of the moment. I don't want you to always pressure yourself with that thing, alright? I love you and you cannot be better," I stand on my tiptoes and peck his lips that formed a beam as I finished my last sentence.