Jeon Jungkook falls victim to a dominant mafia boss, who imprisons him and gives him one year to fall in love with him.
! This book is inspired by 365 days !
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↳ Jungkook walked into the bedroom, closing the door behind him.
He slowly took off his clothes, all he kept on was his lingerie which he prepared for his boyfriend, who clearly didn't care.
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He slowly opened the shoal and pulled out a pink vibrator from under his belongings, he came to the bed and lay down on it.
The only light that was in the dark room was the moonlight behind the curtains.
He turned on the toy that began to vibrate gently and slowly passed with it from his abdomen to his bottom, his panties pushed on the side.
His dick was already hard but he wanted to enjoy it to the fullest, teasing himself.
Without any preparation, slowly getting the toy slide into his entrance, he tossed his head back into the mattress due to vibrations that he felt inside himself.
He arched his back when his vibrator slid deeper, his walls tingling and clenching, his quiet whines could be heard in the room.
After a while of teasing he set a highter level, he opened his mouth, his legs clinched together and his hand grabbed a pillow behind him.
He started moving the toy, trying to find his prostate as his dick started leaking precum.
He quickly covered his mouth with his hand when the vibrator brushed against his prostate, but he didn't take it easy, he still set the toy to the last, third level.
His legs literally started shaking, as did his whole body.
When the highest level was constantly hitting his prostate, he didn't hesitate and let it all out, cum splurted out of his dick without touching it.
He tried to calm his deep and irregular breathing, his body still shaking over the untouched orgasm.
He carefully and slowly took the vibrator out of his entrance and turned it off. He decided that he will clean the toy tomorrow.
As he calmed down after a while, with slow steps, he put the toy in the same place and lay down in bed, pretending nothing had happened.
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Jimin, Yoongi and Namjoon were now in the youngest private jet. There were only the three of them and the stuff who worked there.
They were flying to Sicily, where they went to solve another business, of course all about money.
Jimin was lying on the back of the couch, his hand supporting his head and his eyes closed.
„I will kill them..." Yoongi, who was sitting opposite Namjoon, whispered to him with his arms crossed, his face showing anger.
Namjoon like the wise one, pointed with his finger on his mouth for him to be quiet, he certainly wouldn't want Jimin to know.
As if on call, the youngest sat down and then got up from the couch.
