Catch 22 - JJK (21+)

Chapter 18 - Touch

ARIA

The moment Jungkook's lips touched mine, I could feel a sudden shift in the atmosphere, the space between us charged with a palpable sexual energy that was unlike anything I'd ever felt before. Of course, I'd desired other men, but with him, it was entirely different. His magnetic pull was so irresistibly strong that it was becoming impossible to fight, and with my mind so hazy with lust, I'd conveniently forgotten all the reasons why I needed to.

There was such an intriguing, newfound air of confidence about him lately that was making him dangerously tempting. Not that he wasn't always, but tonight, he was oozing sex appeal like pheromones that had my heart skipping beats and my temperature rising to the nth degree.

Even his warm, musky, honey-like scent was captivating and almost... addictive, drawing me in and pulling me deeper with every inhale. God, my body was so attuned to his, every nerve ending alight, singing with wonder and anticipation when he'd barely even touched me.

As if his mere presence wasn't enough, after sucking my lip, he began to playfully bite it, eliciting a soft, whimpered moan from me as he pulled back just enough to lock eyes with mine. The fire in Jungkook's gaze burned with fierce passion as he cupped my face and stroked my bottom lip with his thumb while biting his own.

With his face only a breath away from mine, his eyes searched mine like he was silently asking permission before taking us deeper. With the way he had me feeling, he could take us deeper, higher, further or wherever else he wanted. I would go to the ends of the earth with this man if he asked right now. Closing my eyes and leaning forward, I acquiesced, giving him full consent to devour me.

He didn't waste one second before doing so either, but he didn't rush it once our lips were connected again. He took his time, leading our mouths in a slow, sensual, explorative dance as one of his hands moved across my jawline and around to the nape of my neck while the other slid up my thigh and rested on my hip.

Nestling my fingers in his dark, lustrous locks with my legs encircling his waist, I brought our bodies together, closing what little space we had left between us and relished in the feel of his cool, minty mouth on mine. He tasted better than ice cream, but without the calories or the guilt, and I happily indulged in his sweet, delectable lips to my heart's content.

I drowned in his kiss until I needed to come up for air, only to dive right back in for more. His kiss was every-fucking-thing, and I was lost in it, lost in him; we were lost in each other as Jungkook's lips worshiped mine for what felt like hours. The longer our lips we were entwined, the more entangled we became as our hands eagerly roamed each other's body.

Skimming my hands up his sides and under his shirt, unclothing him as I went, I marveled at the sleek contour of his chest and his smooth skin underneath my fingertips. Seemingly surprised by my avidity, his breath hitched, and I could feel his firm muscles tense as his heart pounded beneath my touch.

He broke the kiss and raised his arms, allowing me to pull his black t-shirt over his head before tossing it on the floor. I kissed his chest over the spot where I could feel his heart beating. His breathing was harsh as he lifted his drunken, heavy-lidded gaze to mine.

"May I?" he rasped as he reached for the scrunchie in my hair.

I nodded, dipping my head slightly so he could remove it while planting a few more tender kisses across his shoulders and collar bone. Once he loosened my hair, he ran his fingers through it as his head fell back, giving me easier access to the base of his throat.

Taking full advantage, I plunged my tongue into each of the dips there, making him hiss and curse under his breath. Lavishing his chest with soft, feathery kisses, I continued working my way down, swirling my tongue over one of his nipples.