House of Cards

Chapter 8

It all happened so fast. You weren't sure if you blinked before closing your eyes, letting his kiss consume you. The only thing you could think of was...

Wow.

Having truly been in love with only one man your entire life, it was inevitable that your kissing experiences with different men were lacking. Still, you were well aware of how you felt, and the way Jungkook's kiss affected you convinced you that this was no ordinary kiss.

His lips claimed yours with a vehemence that was a testament to his earlier offer. There was no room for doubt, no chance to deliberate, because he was proving that he could spike your arousal with ease as he sucked the soul out of your body through your mouth. He brought all your senses to life, while shutting down your brain activity at the same time. All you knew was this kiss, and that you wanted more. When his arms wrapped around you, it was easy to moan unabashedly without a thought, to fall into his embrace, to encourage his large palm pressing against the small of your back by tiptoeing up, eagerly responding.

This wasn't the first time Jungkook held you, but now you didn't find the comfort that you usually enjoyed in his arms. In its place was a different sort of heat, scorching, scary but exciting. Your fingers curled into the material of his shirt, unconsciously preparing yourself for the ride, then snaked up past his shoulders, burying themselves in his soft hair. For the first time, the stirring in your body, focused between your legs and your chest smushed against his, didn't happen because of Taehyung. It was a familiar sensation, yet completely different.

Before you could wrap your hazy mind around the situation, Jungkook pressed you against the fridge, trapping you. The surface was unexpectedly uneven, a little unpleasant in contrast to Jungkook's firm, solid muscles. The cause of the discomfort revealed itself a moment later, when a loud clatter broke the spell that he had cast on you. Finally you could open your eyes, regaining enough of your senses to pull away.

Immediately your lungs screamed in relief, gulping copious amounts of the air that you had deprived it of. Only then did you realise that you needed to breathe. That had to be the reason you felt light-headed and unfocused. Not because the kiss had been that good. After all, this was not Taehyung, the man that you love...

"Jungkook, no..." you gasped his name, as a reminder to yourself.

"Why not?" His demand for an answer was less threatening when he was short of breath himself.

You had no actual response, so you could only shake your head vaguely and look down at the floor, avoiding his gaze. A fridge magnet had fallen onto the kitchen tiles, the impact breaking it into several pieces. It must have happened when you were kissing. No, you shouldn't think about that. Although Jungkook certainly was, as you could feel the weight of his stare after you slipped out of his embrace, and while you swept the broken souvenir into a dustpan.

"Fine," he grounded out from behind you, but you were too afraid to turn around. "But if you run to him for sex again, I'm going to tie you to my bed and make you forget he ever existed."

That threat made your legs weak, and you were thankful that you were the only one who could feel the heat pooling between your legs in anticipation. You bit your lip to keep from moaning, but you couldn't hide your shaking hands as you threw the remnants of the magnet into the trash. Instead you made a noise, unintelligible to even you, hoping that it would pass as some sort of acknowledgement to his words before you made your escape.

When you collapsed on your bed less than a minute later, you were inclined to blame your racing heart on the speed with which you fled from Jungkook, and not the passionate kiss you shared with him. You didn't want to think about it because — what were you thinking?! What was he thinking? The latter was not something you could figure out on your own, but there was no excuse for reciprocating. There was nothing you could say when your tongue was the one that refused to let his go once it sought yours out.