Dirty little secret~Jungkook&Seokjin

Chapter fourteen

As we kissed, all I could think about was stripping him. The taste of him was bloody perfect. It was like he was meant to kiss me. It felt natural. He pulls me tighter into his body and the only thing I can do is melt into him, like I belonged here.

He deepens the kiss. He gets more aggressive, like he wants to gobble me up and by god I want him to. I really want him to. He releases my hand and I feel his palm at the base of my spine. He splays his fingers and presses me into him.

He's hard. And he is huge. I can feel him against my belly. Warmth gushes through me, pooling between my legs. Its been so long from I done anything like this and I know instinctively that any sexual time spent with Jungkook would be earth shattering, soul screaming, body rocking time.

Time that I'd probably live to regret when I got too close and he got too bored.

The reality of what I'm doing slaps me in the face and I pull back. My hands are in his hair, my body is glued to his and I ache for him from head to toe. But still, I pull back.

"Whats wrong?" he asks, panicking a little "Did I hurt you?"

He cares. "No you didnt hurt me. We cant do this though"

He laughs. "I was kidding about firing you. You're my best barmaid yet"

I smile. "That's not what I meant."

"Then what did you mean?"

He steps back to give me room, but he grabs my hands to keep me from completely retreating.

"All my life I have picked the wrong guy. The bad guys. The rebels without a cause. I never went with the goodie two shoes because they just weren't that attractive to me. I loved the bad boys. I loved adventures, but they all cheated on me. You're the kind of guy I'm attracted to. I wont even pretend I am not. But you're the worst thing in the world for me. I've had my heart broken one too many times and I'm done. I'm done trying to tame the guys like you."

He watches me closely, nodding slowly. "I understand that. I really do. But you want me and I want you. Can't we just have that?"

"Sexually?"

He shrugs

My mouth drops open a little. "You're kidding, right?"

"No."

"You're seriously asking to have meaningless sex with me?"

"Oh, it won't be meaningless," he declares with a grin. "It will be everything you want it to be, with the understanding that, in the end, we'll go our separate ways."

"That's the problem. Who picks when the end will be? You?"

"No, you can decide that. Or we can decide that together. Up front. We can stop when you're ready to stop. Or before it becomes something you don't want it to become."

Dont think about it. Say no Nilsa. This isnt something you need.

He steps toward me again. "I promise you won't regret it. I promise to make you feel things and enjoy things you never even thought of before. I'll make every night the best night of your life until you say it's over. And then I'll walk away. No hard feelings. Only sweet, sweet memories," he purrs as he rubs our joined hands up and down the outsides of his thighs.

I know I should be slapping him or laughing in his face or at least pretending to be deeply insulted, which I should be. Yet I'm not. Instead, I'm actually considering what he's saying. I wanted to have sex with him, but I knew it would be meaningless and I didnt want it to be meaningless.

"Think about it. We can talk more this weekend" he kisses my cheek and he turns around and walks off, leaving me standing in a puddle near the hood of my car.
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