✔️ Unconditionally [Book 2] | Jeon Jungkook

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"Guess what today is??"

Jungkook sprang out of bed like a child on Christmas morning, only it wasn't Christmas. It wasn't even December.

It was the middle of July.

Hyun-Ji smiled up at her fiancé, who was uncharacteristically energetic for it to be first thing in the morning. Wearing nothing but his boxer briefs, his eyes were fully open and partially obstructed by his unruly bed hair.

"It's the 18th," she said.

"And who do we go see on the 18th?" Jungkook asked as he straddled her hips.

"Dr. Kim."

"And what's Dr. Kim gonna do today?" He asked, the excitement in his voice reaching its peak.

Hyun-Ji stifled her laughter. "He's going to-"

"Clear you for sex!" He nodded with enthusiasm.

"And, you know, make sure my uterus is ok, but yeah that too, I guess," she chuckled.

"So I can destroy it all over again! I'm so glad we're on the same page," he smiled.

"You didn't even like Dr. Kim at first!"

"Well, now he's my third favorite person behind you and Hyori."

"Can you get off my uterus please?"

Jungkook immediately moved, threw the blanket from her body and repositioned himself between her legs instead.

"Is this better?" He smiled.

"Are you hard?"

The question was rhetorical. His lengthened member was pressed right up against her and causing heat to involuntarily pool between her legs.

"Well, yeah. I just woke up and I haven't peed yet. But it's just up. It's not really hard, though.

"I can make it harder if you want," he said in a much lower voice, his eyes instantly darkening.

"Wait, no! The appointment isn't until later!" She laughed.

Ignoring her answer, he wrapped her legs around his waist. "I know."

He clearly didn't care.

She placed her hands on his chest in an attempt to stop his advances. "Jungkook, wait! We-"

Her words ended in a gasp when he grabbed her wrists and forced them into the soft pillow above her head.

"Don't fight me, Princess," he breathed.

The color peach was beginning to cast over her cheeks and across the bridge of her nose, and her petal-soft lips were parted in shock. Two chocolate pools locked onto him, and for a brief moment, he wondered if he had taken this game a little too far.

Her sleep shirt had ridden up during the night, exposing her midsection and just barely covering her engorged breasts. Both of her wrists were now restrained by one of his large hands, and his free one was slowly sliding up her side, following the curve of her waist.

"J-Jungkook what are you doing?" She asked, her voice airy.

"Foreplay."

Long fingers began to disappear underneath the cotton of her shirt. He intently watched her face as he began to caress the hypersensitive mound of flesh, full and firm from not nursing for several hours. He exhaled a breath he didn't know he was holding when she let out a sigh, her eyes fluttering closed and back arching ever so slightly, pressing further into his touch.