Prime Academy ✔

CHAPTER 32 🔞

Lisa

The kisses he spread were strong and expressive. As if we both know this is a sex to bid our farewells.

We were still on our uniforms and it's already a lot of work wearing this double layered uniform.

Jungkook went up to kiss my lips as he removes his tux without breaking the kiss. But a loud gasp escaped my lips when he suddenly pulled down my buttons, causing them to rip and fall from the bed.

"Jungkook! My uniform!" I gasped.

He didn't let me whine and kissed me even more, torridly but passionately.

His hands went south, travelling down to my inner thighs and massaging near the depths of my desires.

He never touched me like this.

Not even when we're drunk or high.

And considering we're both sober, all of this is slowly making a little sense.

His heavy breathing added intimacy to the mood when he pulled away and started unbuckling his belt. I couldn't bear to just watch the Jeon Jungkook on top of me doing a very erotic thing so I sat up and unbuttoned his shirt one by one.

His Balenciaga underwear was already peeking through his uniform slacks.

After undoing the fourth button, I looked up to him and he was staring down at me with such hunger.

If lust had a face, it would look like us.

He pinned me back to the mattress and continued to spread kisses along my collarbones.

His left hand traced along my thighs, causing me to arch my back in pleasure.

He took that oppurtunity to unclasp my bra, slightly pushing it up to my collarbones since my inner uniform blouse was still clinging in both my arms with broken buttons.

He cupped one of my breast while he played the other with his tongue.

And oh God...

His tongue is used better at teasing my sensitive parts rather than speaking to me.

"Fuck." I gasped when his fingers crawled inside my underwear.

I couldn't take a good view since I'm still wearing my skirt and his veiny hands were underneath them.

He went up, facing me and went back to kiss me. Our lips might have turned swollen already from all the kissing.

It's not like he's a bad kisser but the foreplay is taking too long for me.

"How long are you gonna kiss me?" I furrowed my brows when he pulled away from the kiss.

"Until we both could speak the same words over and over." He stared down at my lips.

His words are confusing but I don't have a fucking time to analyze shit and I pulled him in a kiss once more.

His kisses tastes like coffee and chocolates. It was addicting.

My eyes widened when he grabbed both my thighs and pushed them down on the bed.

He pulled away from our kiss, taking a good look at my state opening widely for him.

"Hold them for me, Princess." He demanded and I held both my thighs down and wide for him.

I don't even know if Princess was an endearment or a formality.

I watch as he slid the Balenciaga garter slightly downwards, allowing both of us to have a full view.

He fapped himself for a few glide and poked my clit with the head of his. And I almost wanted to let go of my thighs and just grab him in.