Crimson Park

Chapter 11

"Oh! Oh! Ah!" you cried out. "Jungkook, fuck!"

It was sometime around lunch weeks later. The tension in your office had become too much. Your hands now clung to the edge of your desk while the wood bit into your back as Jungkook fucked you mercilessly into it.

You had given up fighting against your desire for him. When you did, the world opened up - as did your legs - and the two of you had been insatiably fucking everywhere imaginable. The back of the car; the driver's seat of the car; over your desk; over the security room desk; over your kitchen counter; over his couch. The only place, ironically, you hadn't had sex was actually in a bed.

This was the second time today. Third, if you counted the fact that he bent you over your island counter last night but didn't let you come until five after midnight.

Now, he held your hips firm, keeping you tightly below him, as his cock dove in and out of you with every pump of his hips. The room now sounded like sex, smelled of sex and it was intoxicating. You wished you had more time, more bare skin, more of Jungkook, but right now all you had was his dick and this desk. But – oh god – it was still enough of him. His unyielding pace had you gasping for a breath and unable to control the sounds that escaped you.

"Shit, Y/N" he panted as he looked up to the sky. He was fucked out and on the brink, the way you liked him to be. It made your insides tingle and jolt as you watched him writhe in pleasure. You squeezed your walls and watched his lips form and "o" as he almost spilled his load. He then looked at you for a moment, as if you had challenged him to something, then he gave you a long, hard thrust that pressed firm into your clit.

"Ohhh!" you keened as your back arched off the desk. Jungkook didn't let you go as your body received the sensation. He held you firm in place while you tried to wriggle through the pleasure.

"You like that, baby?" he teased.

"I... oh! Yeah..." you managed to breathe out. He then resumed his motions, fucking you harder, longer being sure to rub his pelvis against your clit.

"I- I'm gonna come..." you whined, and a wicked grin spread across his face. "A-re you close?"

"God, yes," he groaned.

You soon felt a heat build inside you as your high was nearing. You warned Jungkook and he took it as a sign to split you open and finish you off.

"Hold your ankles," he instructed you, and you happily obeyed. He was so thick, so hot as he sunk in and out of you and you were nothing but a victim to his hips. You began to see all white as your head bent towards the wall and the coil inside you twisted once more then snapped. You came – hard – soaking his cock in your juices while you silently screamed into the abyss. Jungkook brought his fingers to your clit and began rubbing you through your orgasm, and your body reacted by constricting around him until your muscles released and you shuddered.

"You're so fucking hot when you come," he breathed when your orgasm was over. He had come too – spilling into you with a final cry to fucking God. Despite still being sensitive, you grinded your hips back into him the best you could while he fucked you through his high. He made the most delicious noises as he did – you were sure they'd be etched in your memory for a long time.

Moments later, you were repositioning your panties while Jungkook did up his pants. You glanced up at him as he did – something about putting clothes back on was just as sexy as taking them off. He looked up at you and caught your stare. You darted your eyes away and he smirked.

"You're so cute when you're shy."

"I'm not being shy," you fired back, and he laughed at your clear annoyance at his remark.