After years of bouncing around from casino to casino as a poker host, you finally found one that you believed you could spend the rest of your career at, thanks to them, your guys.
Six of the best men you could imagine, each one of them with their o...
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No regrets. That's all I can think whilst I lay here as the sun begins to peer through the blinds of my bedroom window. Absolutely no regrets as I smile to myself feeling his lips tickle the skin on my back, his hand tracing my curves making me shudder from the contact.
Rolling over onto my back, my lips curve into a smile as I look up at Jimin grinning down at me, his bed/sex hair giving him a certain rugged look making him even more irresistable.
"Morning beautiful." He coos, leaning down to kiss me. "How did you sleep?"
"Like I ran a marathon last night." I laugh, remembering our third round.
"Well, we certainly worked out." He chuckles before leaning in to capture my lips with his once more.
Sinking down into the warmth of my bed, our kiss starts to become heated as he rolls on top of me, nestling himself snuggly between my legs making me remember very quickly that the two of us are still naked. And I'm suddenly feeling very vulnerable as he pins me beneath him.
"I ordered breakfast." He tells me between kisses. "Nothing special, but you seem like a sausage mcmuffin kinda woman."
"Oh fuck." I hiss as he dips his head into my neck.
"Am I wrong?"
"No, you're so right, and that's so fucking hot!"
"I aim to please, beautiful." He grins at me before trailing kisses all over my collarbone.
Revelling in the feeling of his lips on my skin, I feel like I'm in utter bliss as his hands caress my body in such a way that it leaves a path of warmth behind.
But our bliss is suddenly rudely interrupted by my phone as it begins to vibrate on the nightstand, the ringtone making it near impossible to ignore.
"It's Jungkook." Jimin informs me as he lifts his head to take a look.
"I need to answer it." I wince as he reaches out for it.
"Go ahead. I'm curious to know why he was being such an ass last night also." Jimin frowns as he hands me my phone. "Put it on speakerphone."
"Hey Kook." I sigh, waiting for what he has to say for himself.
"Uh, hey Y/N. How are you?"
"Oh, so now you're interested? Because last night you were looking at me as if you wanted me to go up in flames." I frown, letting my head fall back onto the pillow as Jimin climbs off of me.
"Yeah, that's why I'm calling actually. I want to apologise. I guess I was just in a bad mood."
"Is that really the reason Kookie?" I cock my eyebrow, trying to look stern as if he can see me.
Pausing for a moment, I can hear Jungkook taking a breath before clearing his throat. Snapping my head up, my eyes widen as I look down on Jimin as he begins to kiss my inner thighs, his eyes locked on mine whilst he smirks at me.
