God, damn it.

It's Jungkook again.

I had to take a deep breath and slowly let it out to settle the buttlerflies in my stomach, chest and...well...other places. I made sure my hair was out of my face before I turned the corner to see him leaning against my office door.

My heels clicked against the hard floor, once then twice, before he looked up at me. His arms were crossed on his chest, his one ankle resting over the other, with his bottom lip being nibbled on by his teeth. When he looked at me, his dark brown eyes sparkled and his lip came from under his teeth in a bright smile.

That beautiful fucking smile, the lip ring making it almost shine. He was so sexy and it drove me absolutely crazy.

"Good Afternoon." He greeted me.

"Good Afternoon, Mr. Jeon. What do I owe the pleasure of this visit?"

"I need to talk with you, if you have time." He said, leaning away from my door allowing me to unlock it.

"Did you make an appointment?"

"I didn't." He admitted, and his face looked disappointed. "Are you unavailable?"

I sighed deeply opening my door up, leaving it open for him to follow behind me. I heard him chuckle as he followed me in, closing the door behind him.

"My brother said you'd be here today."

"Well send my thank yous to Seokjin." I said. He had been trying to get Jungkook and I together for quite a while, and I kept saying no. He was too perfect for me. Too fit, too good looking, too young.

When I turned to face him, he was already at my desk, his usual sweat pants and big sweatshirt attire no where to be seen. He was wearing a suit, a nice tie, and the jacket fit him perfectly. As my eyes swept up to see his face, he was smirking at me.

Fuck.

He caught me checking him out.

I cleared my throat and set my laptop bag on my desk.

"What is it you need Jungkook?"

"I was going to see if you would come to the fight tomorrow night. It's for the title." He grinned.

Jungkook had been a famous MMA fighter for quite some time. He gets paid to just show up, win or lose. But usually, he won. He may not be the biggest but he sure was the fastest. Lightweight champion 3 years in a row, this year about to be the 4th.

I pursed my lips together trying to hard to not smile. But his knowing smirk, turned into a genuine grin and he chuckled a little to himself.

"You're trying far too hard to not smile."

It was then I gave up, letting the smile spread across my face. "It's very nice of you to invite me." I started. "I heard the fight was sold out."

"I get tickets to give out. Front row, right where all the action is. So, you in?" He asked pulling a ticket from his pocket.

I eyed the ticket. I would be lying if I said I didn't want to go. To see Jungkook half naked and sweaty, his muscles flexing and celebrating his victory would be a sweet, sweet way to spend a Saturday night. But I couldn't allow myself that. He was out of reach, and if I tried, I'd fall and crash.

"I don't think so." I replied, trying to keep the disappointment from my voice.

He rolled his eyes and placed the ticket on my desk, his fingers holding it in place. "When you change your mind, be sure you tell the guy at the door to check the VIP status. He will tell you were to go."

"Jungkook, I'm not going."

He nodded, leaning back up and placing his hand in his pocket. "Right. Well, then the ticket would have been wasted anyway."

"Don't you want to give it to your friends?"

"Jimin and Namjoon are fighting tonight too. So it wouldn't be just me you're watching."

Namjoon was Jin's cousin, which meant Namjoon's brother Taehyung would be there, who happened to be really close with Jungkook and Jimin.

He started to walk away from me, but I didn't want him to leave quite yet.

"Wait." I said, making him turn and raise an eye brow at me. "Why are you all dressed up?"

"I have a meeting with a sponsor."

"Don't you already have a sponsor?"

"This will be a new one." He grinned. "One that will allow me to train in my home city."

My eyes went wide. "No more long term traveling?"

"Nope. Just for fights out of the state."

"Oh. That's great." I said. I know through Jin that he had been wanting to travel less.

"It is. Allows me to have some personal life now. Date. Ya know?"

"Yeah? Any girl caught your eye?" I teased.

"You have." He said, taking another step forward. "Very much so."

I swallowed thickly, as he continued to make his way to my desk, happy that I had not sat down yet. Once get was right up against my desk again, he leaned forward just a bit, since he was taller than me.

"I guess I shouldn't have asked." I said, as he continued to start at me with intensity.

"Maybe you just need to hear it more." He said, then leaning more on my desk so that he was a bit closer. "However many times I need to say it, I'll say it."

I looked at his eyes, the seriousness there was undoubtable, it was my own reservations that kept me from taking him seriously. Chewing on my lower lip, I nodded unable to really say anything in return.

His eyes moved from mine, to my lips, narrowing in on them.

"I bet I could do that better."

"Do what?"

"Nibble on your lip." He said before standing straight. "I have to go now, my meeting is in Jin's office. But just know that I'll be thinking of what your lips taste like for the rest of the day."

He then licked his lips before turning and walking out the door.

I plopped in my desk chair, my hear nearly beating out of my chest.

Holy shit is he sexy.

My lady parts deep down in side were so mad at me for not accepting the first several dates he has offered. But I never thought I would be good enough for him.

Not too long after Jungkook left, Hoseok came into my office, a bright smile on his face.

"I just saw Jungkookie leaving your office." He smiled. "You going to go to the fight tomorrow?"

"I don't know." I said, looking down at the ticket in front of me. I picked it up to show Hoseok, then took a closer look at it. "It's a VIP ticket. Front row, and I'm assuming his corner."

"Do you know how valuable those are?" he asked me taking it from me. "You would be able to taste his blood."

I laughed. "You're disgusting.

"I'm serious. He is so dreamy, I'm so bummed he isn't gay."

"You're just a dirty slut."

"And proud of it." He grinned. I breathed out a laugh, rolling my eyes before focusing more on the ticket in hand. "Tell me the real reason you wont go. We all know its not for some honorable reason for your friendship with Jin. He's doesn't understand either."

I let out an annoyed sigh. "Imagine, me and the strong and mighty Jeon Jungkook standing next to each other. You would never, in a million years think, we were dating. He could so much better."

"That is absolutely horseshit and you know it."

"I do not know that." I defended. "Look at me...then look at...this." I said holding up the fighting poster picture he had sent me. "I know he's strong, but there is no way he'd be able to even pick me up."

"Oh on the contrary, I beg to differ." He smiled. "You need to stop worrying about what other people think and start focusing on what he thinks. What you think. That's all that matters anyway, and for what it's wroth you two would make an adorable couple."

I paused.

It really wasn't like me to be so harsh on myself.

I didn't have a perfect physique true, but I had a pretty face.

I think.

I sighed again, looking up at my best friend. "I'd be going alone."

"So? Maybe there's a reason for that."

"What reason would that be?"

"Victory sex." He said wiggling his eye brows.

That made me laugh, and clench all at the same time. "Wouldn't that be nice." I laughed nervously. "You think I should go?"

"I absolutely think you should go. Victory sex or just regular sex."

"I wouldn't go just for the sex." I said. "Jungkook is such a sweet man."

"I've heard." Hoseok replied. "Jimin says a lot of really great things about him. Kind, smart. He's perfect."

"Too perfect."

"No such thing."

I sighed heavily again for the nteenth time before making my decision. "Don't you have somewhere to be?" I asked Hoseok.

"Yeah, Jin wanted me to come get you, we have a meeting to get to."

"We do?" I asked, looking at my calendar on my desk. "I don't have anything down? Did I miss a memo?"

"Yeah, me." He grinned. "I'm the memo."

I rolled my eyes grabbing my phone and standing to my feet. I followed Hoseok into the large conference room that was down the hall, only to see Jungkook, Jimin, Namjoon, Jin, Yoongi, and Taehyung all sitting there, wearing nice suits.

"What is going on?"

"I told you I had a potential new sponsor." Jungkook smiled.

I greeted the rest of them, and sat next to Yoongi, their manager.

Jin started the meeting explaining how the previous sponsors were not treating the three of the fighters very well, and they were all looking for new representation. Yoongi, suggested Jungkook talk to his brother Jin, and sure enough Jin was more than happy to construct a contract.

As I was this companies attorney, they trusted in me to review the contracts to be sure it would be mutually beneficial. We went through all the concerns the athletes had, as well as specific benefits that Jin's company would reap.

It was a long day, but all in all it worked out well for everyone involved.

Once the contracts were all signed and notarized, Jimin jumped up and started bouncing.

"I cant fucking wait for tomorrow night. I have all this new happy energy now."

"Your girl is going to be happy about that." Namjoon teased, ruffling his hair as he also stood.

"Speaking of which. I gotta go." Jimin said, grabbing his copy of the new contract. "Gotta get some of this energy out.  See you losers tomorrow."

Hoseok bit his lip and looked at me, giving me a knowing look. "Oh to be a woman that gets the brunt end of that kind of energy."

"Hoseok!" Jin scolded, making Hoseok look at him with an apologetic face.

"Or man." Namjoon said, staring daggers into Hoseok.

Hoseoks attention quickly moved to the taller of the two remaining, locking eyes with him.

"Man?"

"Some of us prefer to take our energy out on the men around us." He said, then raising an eye brow.

"For fuck sake." Tae mumbled. "Hoseok, have you met my brother?"

"I have not had the pleasure." He replied, stading and walking over to the brothers.

I shook my head in humor, before turning to Jin. "Are we finished, I need to file this paperwork and save it in our system."

"Yes, you are good. And that is all we had for today too, so I'm going to leave here shortly. My wife and I wanted to spend some time together before the fight tomorrow."

I nodded and made my way around the table towards the door. Jungkook stood, his eyes on me, opening the door for me to walk through. Intentionally, he didn't leave much room for me, as his torso and pelvis were in the doorway. When I said thank you and went through the door, my chest and stomach rubbed up against him, making me winse slightly, which made him look at me with a confused expression.

"Good luck tomorrow." I said, walking backwards. "I'll be rooting for you."

He gave me a sad look, but smiled. "Thank you. It means a lot."

After that, I got lost in my head.

I had known Jin and Jungkook for a very long time. I know what kind of person Jungkook is. But imagining him wanting me was kind of hard. I was...bigger....and I liked me.

I like being thick.

But compare me to Jungkook?

"Stop thinking so hard." I looked up from my desk and saw Taehyung walking in and shutting the door behind hm.

"Hey."

"You're doing that thing were you think badly about yourself."

"How do you know that?"

"I felt that way before." He said. "Before I was with my girlfriend, I used to think I wasn't good enough for her. We always feel like something about us is not good enough for others."

"So you've talked with Jungkook." I accused.

He smiled. "He's really hoping that you will come tomorrow."

"If I go, then it's going to mean something."

"Exactly." He said, leaning back into the chair he sat in. "He thinks this is his last shot."

"Last shot?"

He nodded. "He doesn't want to hound you. He doesn't want to try to convince you of something you don't want, but he also knows how he feels. He says he wouldn't feel like this if there wasn't a mutual perspective. He also may have mentioned a hot tub..."

"Shit!" I let out, leaning my head into my hands. "I knew he'd remember."

"So you did make out in a hot tub all sexily?"

"We had a couple of drinks at Jin's and hung out in the hot tub...I may have boldly kissed him."

"You may have?" He asked raising an eye brow.

"You obviouisly know the story."

"Yet still, I want to hear your version of it."

I sighed. "It was one of the first times Jin suggested I go on a date with him. Maybe a month ago? He had that dinner at his house, you remember?"

"Oh yes, it was that night? Jungkook left that part out."

"Yeah well, he was staying with Jin for his visit. He was talking about how much he didn't like traveling as much as he was. Then Jin broke out a bottle of wine and I suggested the hot tub. We were in there for a long time, but Jin got tired and decided to go to bed. Jungkook and I stayed and talked a lot. We finished the bottle, so we weren't drunk."

"But you were tipsy?"

"Yeah. And, he's just...oh god...he's so attractive. And I don't just mean his looks. He's a giant goofball and I love that about him. He makes me laugh, always has since I knew him. Not to mention a very wet Jungkook in a hot tub..."

"I like women...cant relate."

I laughed. "Well, I'm sure you probably make your girlfriend crazy too."

He grinned knowingly. "Don't change the subject."

I rolled my eyes. "There really isn't much more to the story. We finished the bottle of wine and I...kissed him."

"Right. And the details about you straddling his lap and gripping onto his hair?"

I paused. Jungkook really was one for details. "That might have happened."

Tae laughed before leaning forward again. "Stop thinking you are less than others. We all know how great you are, it about time you know it too."

"I know." I said, in a whiney defensive manner.

"Then act like it." He stood from his chair giving me a slight wave before making his way out of my office without another word.

I scrambled to get everything taken care of so I could leave. That night I couldn't sleep for shit. I kept thinking about what Tae and Hoseok said...then the look Jungkook gave me....how he was hoping I'd be there.

I had already made up my mind, but the more I forced myself to believe Tae and Hoseoks words, the more confident I became. Thankfully, once I accepted my decision, I was able to fall asleep.

I slept in that next morning, since it was Saturday but once I was up I was ready to go. I showered, shaved, did all the girly things I could think of. When I got out of the shower I lathered myself in body cream, being sure that I was smooth all over and smelled good. If I was going to hug him I wanted it to have a lasting effect.

When I reached my closet, I had to think about what I was going to wear. I couldn't wear some frilly sundress to a lightweight championship. Not a chance. But then I remembered the t-shirt that Jin gave me. It was an overly big black t-shirt with Jungkook's slogan on the front, and his last name on the back. I had the perfect idea for it.

I grabbed my favorite red lace bra, with a matching lace thing, pulling up a light par of jean shorts that were tattered and ripped all to hell. My favorite pair.

Taking the t-shirt I put it on to see how much room I had to work with. When I had a good idea I stripped out of it and placed it on my bed, grabbing my fabric scissors. I cut off the neck hole so that it would fall off of one of my shoulders and was sure to cut the very end of the sleeves off as well.

I didn't want to do too much, so once I was done cutting in put it on again, and it fell perfectly, exactly how I pictured it.

I then blew dry my hair, put on some subtle make up and put a few curls in my hair.

I had a pair of gloves that had the fingers cut off and were a mesh throughout, so I figured why not put those on too.

Once I got a good look in the mirror, I was happy with my appearance and grabbed my small purse and made sure my wallet was inside before I grabbed my keys. I was going to be a little early, but I figured that would be okay. I wasn't sure who was all going to be there, so if I was going by myself, I may as well get there early so that I didn't get lost.

The drive was pretty far anyway, so I used that time to amp myself up in the car. I blared some of my favorite songs, singing along with my utterly terrible vocals, but it was a blast.

By the time I got there, I was hype to watch the show. With my ticket in hand I walked up to the front, and the bouncer took my ticket. When he read the VIP status I pointed out, he jumped a little and fumbled with his words as he called for someone to come join us.

The other person was very kind, and large, but he escorted me personally to my seat.

I thought getting there early would mean I was one of the only people there but I was very wrong. The entire stadium was full of fiery fans that were hooting and hollering. I continued to follow my escort, his arm snug around me which I was grateful for. Through all these fans I would have been sure to be intimidated and retreat back to my vehicle. There seemed to be a fight going on and when I finally got up to the front I watch as Namjoon landed a final hit to his opponent's face, causing a complete knock out. The referee counted to three and then raised Namjoon's hand up in victory. It was short lived though as he spit out his mouth guard and got down with the rest of the opponent's team to see if he was okay. The man he was fighting seemed to be conscious and Namjoon spoke to him letting his hand cover the top of his head. I was worried for a moment, but then Namjoon smiled and I could see him giving the other person words of encouragement.

I was then pulled to the other side, were there was one seat vacant, that was right at the corner of once side of the ring. There was also a bottle of water there, with my name on it.

It made me smile, and my heart to patter a little. Right next to me was a girl I recognized as Jimin's girlfriend, and it made me wave to her.

"Hey!" She greeted me warmly. "I'm so glad you made it!"

"Me too." I replied, feeling a little shyer than usual.

"You look so hot!" She said, looking me up and down.

"Thank you." I smiled. "So do you!"

"I feel gross." She giggled, making me raise an eye brow. "One thing about fighters..." she started, having to yell a little over the crowd. "...They like to get it in as much as they can before, and after a fight. Pumps their adrenaline."

My eyes went wide and I nodded. I heard that about these types of athletes, and I was not expecting such a fun confirmation. We both laughed, and talked for a while as we waited for the main event. Jimin had already won his match, and he was going to watch Jungkook's match with the rest of them.

Apparently, Hoseok is here, but had to sit a little higher than where I was since it was a last-minute invite.

Finally the announcer came to the center, and in a booming loud voice he amped up the crowed to even louder cheering and hollering. My new friend and myself joining in on the fun. The opponent to Jungkook came out, making me bristle a little. I knew him, and he had been talking a lot of shit about how Jungkook's hype was for his looks and not his strength or talent.

Small dick syndrome much?

Then when the announcer called out Jungkooks name, my heart felt like it was beating at an unrealistic rate. I felt the adrenaline pump through me, causing me to cheer and shout even louder. When he was finally in the ring, Jin was with him making me smile. I knew Jin always wanted to be the one in his corner, and I saw that Yoongi was there as well as someone else who I assumed to be his trainer.

Just as he went to bow, he caught gimps of me, his head flying up and our eyes locked. He smiled big, finishing his bow but making his way over to the side of the ring, right where I was standing. I turned slightly, so he could see the shirt I was wearing, and then I blew him a kiss. He caught it, placed it on his heart, causing the whole crowd to awe.

He quickly retreated back to his corner, Jin putting in his mouth guard for him and taping up his knuckles. When the bell rang for the first round to start, I could see a change in the focus within Jungkook. And just like I knew it would be, each and every muscle on his body flexed and moved with his steps.

He got a good hit in right at the start, blocking his opponents attempt to get him with his foot. He backed up a bit, before in a quick movement he got in another punch to the jaw, his opponent getting him near the stomach.

They danced around the ring for some time, each hit getting blocked by each other before the timer ran out. Jungkook took in some water, and you could tell that he wasn't too tired, the other guy clearly huffing and puffing for air. I smirked at that, Round two commenced and it was a lot of the same.

In honest, it was very entertaining to watch Jungkook fight. He was very calculating and smart with his movements and where and when he hit. He was able to get the other guy down on the ground with a jab to the jaw and a trip with his feet.

When he did, Jungkook was brought down with him. At first we thought that Jungkook had gotten hurt but the only reason his face looked like that was because he had his opponent in a lock. His lets were tangled together with Jungkooks, and Jungkook had his arm around his shoulders and neck trying to pin him. The other guy was surprisingly strong, and the few seconds that ticked by felt like hours.

Eventually, the free hand that he had pounded on the mat 3 times, leading into a tap out and a victory for Jungkook.

Jungkook let go of him right away, jumping up and his hand being raised from the ref. With his other hand he pointed at me, his eyes never leaving mine as they found me jumping up and down with the rest of the crowd cheering for his skills.

The announcer decreed him the champion, the belt given to him as he raised it up and acknowledged the rest of his fans.

"Are you coming backstage?" She suddenly asked from next to me. "Your badge is a backstage pass that came with your ticket."

"Uhh...sure." I said, as she took my hand and pulled me along with her.

I followed her as I watched the rest of the fans that were there either rejoiced in victory or felt defeated in the other's loss. Either way, the atmosphere was very vibrant, the energy of the win absorbed through every fan that was there, including myself.

I found myself excited as I followed her through the crowd and into the back rooms. There were different rooms and as we made it outside one of them, she stopped and turned to me.

"This is Jimin's room, and I know you're not going to wan to follow me in." She giggled making me shake my head and laugh with her. "That one over there is Namjoon's and that one over there, that's Jungkooks." She directed as she pointed. "Have fun."

She then winked at me before slipping into Jimin's door, and locked it behind her. I turned to the door that she said was Jungkooks and made my way over, giving a gentle knock. Yoongi actually answered, and smiled before he shouted to Jungkook.

"I'm out Kookie, we will talk tomorrow."

He then left the room, pushing me into the room and closing the door behind him.

I gasped a bit as I stumbled in, my hair falling all around my face. As I pushed my hair away, and my eyes focused, I saw Jungkook only a foot from me. He was wearing a new attire and his hair was wet.

"Woah, quick shower?" I asked.

"I had to rinse off." He responded with a big smile. He reached out to me, his hand coming up to my face and his finger skimming across my cheek. "You came."

"I did." I smiled back, missing the feeling of his finger when he brought it back to his body. "And I'm glad I did. That was amazing, how do you feel."

His smile lessened and his gaze darkened as he took a step towards me. "Like a winner." He said, making me gulp and take a step back.

I backed right up against the door, Jungkook reaching next to me to turn the lock. "Good!" I said, my back now pressed against the door. "It looked like a good win too."

When he gave me his beautiful smile my knees almost gave out. I had to use all the strength I had to keep myself standing, especially since he was leaning forward, caging me in between his arms. Each of his palms were now flat against the door behind me and his face inches from mine.

"I won twice today." He said, making my eyes widen.

"I missed one of your fights?"

"No silly." He let go of the door, taking both hands to grab both of mine. "I won the fight you have been putting up ever since you kissed me."

He started to pull me more into the room, making me blush from his words.

What the fuck, I'm blushing now?

He let go of one of my hands and guided me to the counter motioning for me to jump up there.

"Uhh, no I don't want it to break, thanks." I laughed.

He didn't like that comment, his eye brows coming together as he quickly took hold of me and hoisted me up there anyway. I let out a short yelp, and grabbed hold of him for dear life.

The movement was short and swift, and I could not stop gawking at him. He was able to pick me up?

What?

"I don't see it breaking, do you?" He asked.

"No." I shook my head.

He then moved his hand between my legs, prying them open so he could step there and stand between them. His hands rested at my knees as he eyed them moving up my thighs to my hips and eventually on my waist.

"I like the way you look." He said. Making me freeze. "I like how thick you are." He continued. "And all I can think about right now, is how you would look with me inside you." He moved his face to trail the bridge of his nose over my jaw, then up so his lips would graze my ear as he continued to seduce me. "I imagine each thrust would make your tits bounce, your wide-open mouth ready for my thumb to suck as I brought you to an orgasm."

"Oh my..." I breathed, letting out a breath.

"But then I imagine how perfectly you would fit in my arms afterwards, kissing on your neck and giving you chills." I looked into his eyes after that, the dark chocolatey depths of them hypnotizing me with each word. "I want you." He said making me lick my lips.

I nodded eagerly, words completely escaping me. He swooped in without hesitation, wrapping me up in a kiss so damning I knew I would never want anyone more than this man right here. His hands moved around me, holding me closer to him as I moved my arms to wrap around his neck. My legs moved on their own, wrapping around him more, and I felt him smile into the kiss. He leaned his body more into me, and I could feel each and every toned muscle of his. His kiss grew even more hungry, his jaw moving more and more, needy into the kiss.

That worked me up even more. This gorgeous man is nearly sucking the air out of my lungs to keep his lips and tongue dancing with mine. When the kiss broke, it was only so he could move his taste towards my jaw, then down my neck.

He nipped and licked there, sucking at the skin. My eyes couldn't focus, I was drugged with the way he was kissing me.

When he pulled back, he kissed me again on the lips, before he smile. "You smell good."

I ginned and started to play with the hair on the back of his head. "It's my favorite body oil."

"Mmmmm." He hummed. His hands moved down from behind me, down over my hips and thighs, where he flexed his fingers there. "I want you so bad, I cant stand it." He told me, his eyes never leaving mine. "But I don't just want you today. I want you tomorrow, and the day after. Give me a chance to show you I'm a good man. Let me take you on dates, let me make you dinner, let me please you. Let me show you how a real man treats a woman."

"Jungkook...I..."

"Don't you want me?" He asked, his face getting closer again, his forehead now resting on my temple. "Don't you want me to love you?"

My head was swimming, uncontrollably and absolutely, no thoughts other than 'yes' were in my head. I nodded enthusiastically, making him smile. When his hands cupped my face, to keep me still, he kissed me again, softly, slowly.

It was only when I remembered what Jimin's girlfriend told me, that made me pull back from the kiss.

"I uh...heard that athletes like yourself have a rush of energy before and after a fight like this."

He nodded, his thumb running back and forth over my jaw. "Yes, we do." He moved his hands down my neck, eyeing me suspiciously.

"Maybe I could help with that energy boost...if you want?"

I watched his pupils dilate, and he licked his lips again before his eyes made their way to my chest that slightly exposed my cleavage. His finger traced where I cut the shirt his finger slightly skimming the swell of my breast.

"How would you help me?"

I then pushed myself forward, off of the counter as I knelt down in front of him. I could tell that he was getting hard already, and fuck was I in for it. I looked up, silently asking for permission before he nodded and lifted his sweatshirt above his head, leaving him bare chested.

If I wasn't wet from all the kissing I was now.

I pulled his shorts down, along with his boxer briefs exposing his very long, very hard cock. It hung heavy and away from his body, and when I took hold of it he hissed, holding onto the wall that was against the counter. Giving it a few good pumps made him grow even larger, my mouth salivating  just enough to engulf him. He was too big to fit all the way but I kept my hand wrapped around the base as I started to bob my head.

I decided to not start slow, and to just really give him all I had. The tip of his cock hit the back of my throat a few times, rewarding me with a low moan, and a quiet "fuck" from the beautiful man above me.

I felt his thighs start to flex, as one of my hands rested against one. I then started using both my mouth and my hand as a way to get him off. I didn't do this for very long before, he stepped away from me.

I thought for a second, he wasn't enjoying it, but when I saw the fire in his eyes I knew that couldn't be it.

"I want you." He growled, pulling me up and reaching for the button of my shorts. He made quick with it and pulled both my shorts and panties down. His fingers made their way to my womanhood, separating my lips there only to feel how truly drenched I was.

"That's so fucking hot." He said, as his finger started to gently circle my clit.

I let out a few pleasurable gasps, before he maneuvered us once again. I was back against the counter, his hands reaching below my thighs to help me up.

Once again, I was truly amazed by his strength, because I was not a light lady.

He pulled me to the end comfortably, making me lean back, keeping my hands behind me to steady me.

"Trust me." He said, keeping his hand around my thigh that was holding on for dear life. "I won't let you fall, you're safe in my hands."

"Oh I don't know about that." I teased, as the head of his erection started to breach me.

He laughed for a moment before his face shifted and his jaw fell open. My expression matched his as I threw my head back feeling him stretch me. Once he was flush to me, he held himself there, making me whimper.

"Jungkook.."

"You like the way I feel inside you baby?"

"Move!" I begged him.

And he did. Softly at first, as to not hurt me, but then he reached a rythem and speed that would cause me to lose all the sanity I had left. Each hit of our wet thighs sent sparks through me. The sound of our bodies coming together was like the start to a song, each one quickly following the other, over, and over.

Suddenly I felt him stop, lifting me up in the air.

"Shit Jungkook!" I yelped, making him laugh.

He placed me on a nearby couch and hovered over me again. "This is probably more comfortable."

"Just keep going!" I said, making him smirk and slide back into me.

His long fluid strokes quickly brough the same coil to a tight twist. I rolled my hips against each of his trusts, caughing the impact to hit harder, and the friction to maximize.

"Fuck baby, just like that." He grunted out to me.

His free hand roamed over my breasts giving them a generous squeeze before his hips started to stuttar.

"Jungkook dont stop...I'm so close!" I told him.

I dont know how much strength it took, but he kept his pace for a bit longer until i felt my heart explode and a white hot flash spread throuout my body. I bit back my scream, when I felt Jungkook let go and unload inside of me.

He continued to move, until both of us were overstimulated. When he finally stopped, he collapsed on top of me both of us breathing heavily.

"Next time, you're going to be fully naked."

I giggled. "So you can watch my tits bounce with each thrust?"

"Exactly." He replied, turning his head and kissing the part of my chest that was exposed. When he laid his head back down on my chest, I felt his arms wrap around me. "Thank you."

"For what?"

"Making me a winner."