Yoonkhikhi
"I'm trying so fucking hard to be gentle, angel... but the way your tight little cunt keeps squeezing my cock...fuck!"
Jeon Jungkook's voice was low and strained as he rolled his hips slowly, pushing his thick length deeper into her soaked heat.
She was impossibly soft everywhere. Her walls fluttered and clenched around him like velvet, pulling him in greedily even as her body trembled from the stretch.
Her hands clutched desperately at his shoulders, nails digging into his tattooed skin.
Those big, innocent eyes were half-lidded and glassy, tears slipping down her flushed cheeks every time he bottomed out.
Her breasts bounced softly with every thrust, full, perky, and so sensitive that even the brush of his chest against her hard nipples made her whimper.
"So soft," he groaned, burying his face in her neck, inhaling her sweet scent.
"Look at you... taking every inch like a good girl even though you're shaking. Your pretty pussy was made for this, wasn't it? Made to get ruined by me."
She let out a broken moan, thighs quivering around his waist as she clenched tighter around him. The sight of her, shy, overwhelmed, and dripping wet just for him, made something dark and possessive twist deep in his chest.
He kissed her tears away, then whispered against her ear.
"Don't cry, baby... I'm only getting started."