I rested my face against his neck and wrapped my legs around his waist, while he ran his hand through my hair. Over and over again. The act was soothing, peaceful. I inhaled a steady breath. My heartbeat slowed. The wind swept through my hair. And all the while, my lips skimmed over his neck.
He felt so good. His body was strong against mine, skin to skin. My fingers played with the ends of his dark hair.
“One day you’ll have to tell me what happened,” he said softly. Something dark rumbled beneath his skin, a hint of vehemence showing through. My body trusted him. My heart trusted him. But it was my mind that was scared.
I had never told anyone. Neither had Isla. It was our secret. Our shame. Sometimes I wished I could have told someone, so they could have saved my sister. So she would have stopped sacrificing herself for me. But she made me swear.
“One day.” My words were quiet. Soft. Promising. “Will you kiss me now?”
Jungkook’s gaze dropped to my lips, dark hunger in them.
Possessive. Deep. Dark. Consuming.
Leaning in, I brought my lips to his, pausing a breath away. My tongue swept across his bottom lip then took a pull on it. Heat pulsed and spread through me like wildfire, my pussy throbbing with a need. For him.
Then I nipped at his bottom lip, while my fingers clutched in his hair. A low groan rumbled in his chest. I even found that sexy when it came about him.
“Take me back to bed,” I murmured as I licked his lips again. Pure, unadulterated need swam through my veins. With his strong stride, he powered through the waves, onto the beach and all the while my mouth never left his skin. There was no finesse to my kiss, but I couldn’t stop kissing him. Tasting him.
We were no longer at the beach. I had no idea how long it took to get back to our little cottage or the bathroom. I slid off his body, my feet touching the cool tile. We discarded our swimwear eagerly.
I placed my palms against his chest, his heat seeping into me. My fingers traced over the tattoos on his chest and down his rock-hard abs. With each inch closer to his pubic hair, my heart thundered harder and my pulse raced faster. He’d taken me multiple times now, and it still wasn’t enough.
I lifted on my toes and reached for his lips. I lingered a breath away, his form suddenly still. As if he waited for something. For me. I closed the distance and unleashed his hungry monster. He kissed me with such passion that I couldn’t keep my eyes open and every thought left me.
Our kissing turned frantic. Like we’d both been starving for years for a human touch. We broke the dam and left an unhinged desire in its wake. My hands went to his hair, tugging him closer. I needed him closer, his skin on mine.
“Jungkook, please,” I whimpered.
His hands grabbed my ass and lifted me up, my legs wrapped around his waist.
He bit my bottom lip, gently but enough to sting and I moaned into his mouth. I could feel his desire blazing and clashing with mine. Somehow we found each other in the bathroom, my back pressed against the cool tile, cooling my scorched skin.
I opened my eyes to find his eyes on me, drinking me in.
The dark blue gaze blazed with an inferno in its depths.
I slid down his body and he undid my swim top and tossed it to the side. His fingers trailed down my body, causing goosebumps over every inch of my body. His rough palm against my soft skin sent shivers down my spine. His fingers hooked onto my swim bottoms and he lowered himself onto his knees, sliding them down my legs.
A hiss of appreciation left his lips. My legs quivered and would have failed me if his strong arms weren’t holding me up. He spread my legs, his gaze burning holes in my skin and causing a pulsing ache between my thighs. My sex throbbed, the evidence of my arousal trickling down my inner thigh. The moment his mouth connected with my pussy, a loud moan echoed through the bathroom, vibrating against the tile.
He lifted one of my legs and draped it over his shoulder, his mouth never leaving the most intimate part of me.
“Mmmmm.” The noise of him vibrated through my core and my fingers tangled into his dark hair.
“Jungkook. Oh my God, Jungkook.” He kissed me with an open mouth, shoving his tongue inside my entrance. “Fuck.”
I buckled, my back arching off the tiled wall. The sensation was too much. Not enough. His fingers thrust inside me. His tongue swiped through my wet folders, sending a series of shudders through me.
I’m dying. The best kind of death.
He sucked and licked on my most private part relentlessly. Every single fiber of me shook with pleasure. It was right there, within my grasp. He was touching me.
“Watch me, Reina,” he commanded, his voice hoarse.
I peeled my eyelids open, meeting his gaze as the muscles in his jaw contracted as he ate my pussy. He bit my clit and I bucked off the wall, arching into his mouth. His hand moved to my stomach, holding me still, and my hands gripped his head.
“Oh, oh, oh,” I panted, his laps never easing. He nipped my clit again and the orgasm tore through me like an opened dam. His tongue didn’t stop, he sucked and lapped, taking every last drop of my orgasm.
My legs quivered and my ears buzzed from the intense pleasure.
Once I was back on Earth, Jungkook was back in my focus. His eyes burned with hunger but he made no move to undress, still wearing his swim trunks.
He stood up, his one hand still on my hip, while with the back of his other hand he wiped his mouth. Our eyes locked, our breathing synchronized, neither one of us looked away. I wanted to give him the same kind of pleasure. He owned all of mine, I wanted to own all of his.
Adrenaline shot through my veins, and my eyes locked on his bulky shoulders and all the ink marking his golden skin. His body took my breath. The sight of his muscle and broad chest, scattered with dark hair and beautiful golden tanned skin made my mouth water. I reached for his white swim trunks then pushed them down.
His stomach was rock hard, six-pack abs making my inner thighs pulse with ache. His large cock hung heavy and thick between his legs. So far, everything was rushed, but now I absorbed it all, drinking him in. Thick veins ran down his hard length.
He was a glorious sight to behold, all naked and mine.
He stood still, his one hand on my hip, his other by his side as my eyes soaked him in.
I pressed my palm against his chest, his heart thundering under my touch.
“You are so beautiful,” I whispered, my eyes dropping lower.
Pre-cum dripped from the end of his cock and my hand wrapped around his thick shaft, rubbing his pre-cum with my thumb. A sharp inhale left his lips and my eyes raised to his blue gaze.
My chest rose and fell, struggling for air. This desperate need for him, the taste of him would be the death of me.
Yet, I refused to be reasonable. I couldn’t live a single day without tasting him.
He was my own brand of drug. And just like a drug, I’d have to break this addiction to him. Eventually. My heart skittered around inside my chest. Reaching for his lips, I softly kissed him. It would be the kiss I’d remember forever. The kiss that would ultimately break my heart, because it would remain seared in my mind.
His hand curled around my waist, his hard body pressing against mine.
“You are mine,” he rasped, possessiveness vibrating in his voice. “From the moment I saw you, Reina.”
Thump, thump, thump. There goes my heart.
The shower was still running and whatever restraint he had over himself over the last few minutes broke. He closed the space between our bodies. His mouth smoldered against mine, igniting a fire throughout my body all over again.
My hungry fingers roamed all over his body, needing to feel every inch of him under my fingertips. I lifted onto my toes, deepening our fiery kiss, moaning into his mouth.
He caught my wrists and pinned them above my head. With his other hand he took my chin between his fingers and slowed down our kiss. We were both slick from the water, but none of it registered. Only his body pressed against mine, his mouth moved against mine, adjusting the angle of our kiss.
End of Y/n pov.
Jungkook pov:
I swallowed Y/n’s moan, our tongues sliding against each other.
My fingers trailed her slender ribs over to the perfect swell of her breast, then brushed her nipple with my thumb. Her blue eyes met mine and our gazes held as my cock pushed into her hot entrance. A shudder rolled down my spine at the feel of her tight pussy gripping my cock. It was heaven and hell at the same time.
I rocked my hips slowly, angling my hips to increase her pleasure. She gasped, her pale cheeks flushing crimson.
Reaching between us, I slid my fingers over her clit and she shuddered. I thrust my hips faster and another gasp broke from her lips.
I lifted her leg and hooked it on my hip, changing the angle of my thrust and sliding deeper into her. She threw her head back, baring her pale, elegant neck. She whimpered, then moaned. Pushing in and out, harder and faster, her breathing increased. Her gaze sought mine again, holding it as I sunk into her, filling her to the hilt.
Keeping my strokes controlled, I thrust into her again and again, relishing in her tight walls tightening around my cock.
“Jungkook,” she gasped.
“That’s right, Reina,” I grunted. I could feel her reaching for her peak, her quivering body the best prize a devil could get. “Give me your all. Scream my name.”
And she did. I fucked her hard and deep. I closed my lips over her soft skin at her throat and bit. I wanted to mark her. Claim her.
She tensed then shuddered hard. I hummed my approval before plunging into her. Again and again, my pace grew faster. My cock twitched, her pussy squeezing harder around my cock and I pushed deeper. I kissed her mouth and slipped my tongue inside, swallowing another moan as she orgasmed all around me and taking me right over the edge.
One last thrust and I shot my cum into her with a violent shudder.
“Mi reina,” I murmured as I buried my face in her neck, both of our breathing labored. “I have finally found you.”
End of Jungkook pov.