Taehyung's pov

When I heard a knock on my door, I sprang upright, my breathing erratic like I'd just sprinted a marathon.

"Taehyung?" Jungkook's voice called. He'd knocked on the interior door between our rooms.

I cleared my throat. "Yes?"

"Can I borrow your iPhone charger? I forgot to pick one up today."

"Ummm...sure. Give me a minute to find it."

My hands were shaking as fasten my pants and turned on the light and began to rip apart my overnight bag in search of my charger. What the hell am I doing?

Finding it, I took a deep breath and steadied myself for thirty seconds before opening the door between us. I couldn't look him in the eye.

"Here you go," I said to his shoulder.

"Thanks."

My voice sounded odd, even to me. The pitch was high and...I was talking way too fast in one long run-on, unpunctuated sentence. "You're welcome you can keep it I won't need it until the morning I was just going to go to bed anyway."

Jungkook's brow was furrowed when I glanced up. "Are you okay?" "I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be?"

He wasn't buying it. "I don't know." Looking over my shoulder, he checked out my room. "What were you doing?"

"Nothing," I responded way too fast.

"Nothing, huh?"

My face was flushed, and I could feel a sheen of perspiration on my forehead and cheeks, but damn if I wasn't going to try to lie my way right through it.

Jungkook's eyes trailed down the length of my body Shit! I was still hard, and then our gazes
locked.

And I knew.

He knew.

He knew.

I could actually see his pupils dilate when he realized it. After an intense stare-off, during which I thought it was entirely possible I might melt from the heat, he simply said, "Goodnight, Taehyung."

I'd just begun to breathe again when he stopped the door from closing at the last second. Reaching down, he took my hand and cupped it in his. Then he slowly brought it to his face and closed his eyes. When he inhaled deeply, smelling the hand I'd just touched myself with, I wanted to die.

I wanted to die.

It was the most embarrassing, yet most erotic thing I'd ever seen in my life.

My body shook, the ache between my legs unbearable. I couldn't move, I couldn't say a word. I just stood there, watching him breathe my scent in and out. When he finally opened his eyes, and a groan came from his lips, I was done. So done

I launched myself at him, throwing my arms around his neck. "I quit."

He wrapped his arm around my waist, and with one quick hitch, he lifted me up. "It's about damn time."

My legs wrapped around him, and he turned, backing me into the open door between our rooms. He gave my hairs a good strong yank so my head bent back, and then his mouth crashed down on mine.

I swear I almost came right there. Our mouths opened, and tongues frantically collided. He tasted insanely good, and I never wanted to come up for air. I didn't care if I died of asphyxiation-I'd die deliriously happy.

He pressed himself harder into me as my legs were wrapped around him, open-spread eagled as he pushed harder against me. I moaned when he rubbed himself up and down. The sheer fabric of my pant allowed the friction of his zipper to spark like a rock to flint, and my body ignited.

Jungkook mumbled into my mouth, "Do you feel what you do to me? What you've done to me since that first night?"

He made a low, husky sound that came from deep in his throat and bit down on my bottom lip, tugging at it before he released my mouth. Reaching behind his neck, he took one of my hands, sliding it between us until I covered the top of his cock. When my fingers tightened around it, he growled and deepened the kiss. I loved how needy he sounded, as if he had been waiting for this moment forever. Lord knows, it felt like I had waited an eternity.

Eventually-I'm not even really sure how-we made our way into my bedroom. Jungkook laid me down gently on the bed and hovered over me. When I reached up and touched his cheek, he turned and kissed the inside of my palm.

"You're so beautiful. I can't wait to see all of you." He buried his nose in my hair and whispered in my ear, "Can't wait to taste all of you."

I held my breath as he kissed his way from my neck down the exposed skin on my chest as he removed my T-shirt and pants. and pulled his head back to take a good look at my body.My nipples hardened begging for attention. God, I want his mouth on me.Using his thumb he pressed and take my left nipple in his mouth sucking it. Hard. His eyes watched me constantly, taking in my response to his touches. When my eyes flitted closed, he did it a second time before turning his attention to my other.

After a few minutes, he continued his exploring, his mouth lowering to trail a string of kisses over my stomach.

Lower.

Then lower.

He placed a gentle kiss on my panties and spoke with his lips vibrating right on my cock"Were you thinking of me when you were jerking off?"

He hooked a thumb under the side of my panties and began to slide my underwear off. "Say it. Tell me you thought of me while your hands were wrapped around your hard-on." Settling between my legs, he sucked my cock, swirling his tongue while applying the perfect amount of pressure on my slit. It felt heavenly, and my hands dug into his hair, never wanting him to stop.
Then suddenly, he did. "Tell me." His voice dripping dominance.

Admitting the truth felt like a small price to pay. "You're the only person I've thought about while I've touched myself since the day I met you."

Jungkook's eyes blazed triumphantly and his mouth returned but this time on my hole. He didn't tease this time. No. He planted a kiss on it and sucked and licked until I was sufficiently wet and then added his fingers. It all built so fast, so furiously. Fingers pumping in and out, tongue sucking and swirling around my cock-my body began to tremble and tighten, my heels digging into the mattress, fingers pulling at his hair. The steep climb up the roller coaster was quick, and I felt the anticipation everywhere. God, it felt good. So good. I let out a sound that was a cross between a moan and a chant of his name.

My back arched off the bed, and Jungkook used one hand to hold me down as he pushed his mouth farther into me.

It's all too much.

Not nearly enough.

Oh God.

Oh God.

I reached the top of the roller coaster and teetered briefly for a second before...

I was free falling.

Sliding.

Barreling uncontrollably. I had my first orgasm of the night.

I didn't feel my legs. I didn't feel anything in the moment except pure, unadulterated ecstasy. It was so good, so breathtaking, that my eyes actually started to well a little.

My breathing was still erratic when Jungkook climbed back up my body and took my mouth again. The kiss was so different from the frenzy of a few minutes ago. Beautiful, languid, gentle. He stroked my hair as our tongues twined and cupped my face as he broke the kiss. "I'll be right
back."

He disappeared for a moment and then returned with his wallet, pulling out a strip of condoms and tossing them on the nightstand.

I eyed them. "Big plans?"

He started to undress. "You have no fucking idea."

The way he looked at me while he shed his clothes-determination on his beautiful face-made my sated body spring to life again. He wasn't my first,but something about the way he looked at me made me feel like he was-like it was going to be my first real time, and I had no idea why.

Jungkook was a beautiful man...that much anyone could see. But when he stripped out of his clothes, I realized just how crazy perfect he really was. His chest was chiseled, pecs firm above a deeply carved six-pack, and his thighs were thick and powerful. And that nipple ring. I couldn't wait to have it between my teeth. As he stood there in tight, black boxer briefs, I was glad he'd given me a minute to prepare myself before he unveiled what was beneath.

He hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his briefs and bent to step out of them. When he stood, my mouth hung open. Lord have mercy. The man truly had the full package I have a good length of my cock but his was like.....true package. And by that, I didn't mean good looks, charm, and money... No, Jungkook had a damn full package. His cock was ridiculously thick and rigid. Already fully erect, it bobbed flush against him, reaching almost to his navel.

I licked my lips as he tore a condom from the strip, grasping it between his teeth and ripping the foil open and lube up his length.

Watching my face, he said, "You're going to be the death of me, aren't you?"

He took my hands in his as he climbed over me, weaving our fingers together and pulling them up over my head. He kissed my lips gently and then lifted his head to look into my eyes. Our gaze held for the longest time, even as he slowly pushed into me.

"Fuck," Jungkook muttered, and his eyes briefly closed. "You're so tight."

He eased in and out a few times, being cautious and relaxing me enough to accept his girth without hurting.

Once he'd sufficiently broken me in, he began to move in and out rhythmically, with more intensity. Gentle thrusts became hard. Easing became rooting deep into my body. The only thing that didn't change was the way Jungkook looked at me. He stared into my eyes like he could see inside me. It made me feel exposed, yet beautifully accepted.

Everything in the background faded away except the sound of our breathing. When I moaned, he smashed his lips to mine, seeming to need to swallow the sound of my coming undone. I pulled at his hair as I climbed closer, and his breathing became short, shallow spurts.

"I'm gonna..." I started, but my body beat me to the finish. "Oh God."

Jungkook bit down on my shoulder, sending my slowly building second orgasm into overdrive. It came over me like a tsunami, grabbing me and pulling me under. My muscles began pulsating, and my hooded eyes looked up at Jungkook. He saw it on my face, felt it inside my body, and quickened his pace, working toward his own release. Finally, he ground down one last time, burying himself as deeply as he possibly could, and let out a groan as he released.

Unlike my previous lovers, he didn't collapse and roll over abruptly after his finish. Instead, he kissed me softly until he had to pull out, then got up to dispose of the condom. When he came back, he had a warm facecloth, which he used to wash me. Then he grabbed a bottle of water from the mini-fridge, and we shared it-passing it back and forth-both of us still naked.

After all of the adrenaline running high for so long, suddenly I started to crash. I yawned, and Jungkook tossed the empty bottle on the nightstand. He lifted me on top of him and lay back, positioning me over his body, my head on his heart. His heartbeat was soothing as he stroked my hair.

"Get some sleep," he said softly. "We have a long day tomorrow, and we have to be up early."

I liked the idea of getting some sleep. It had been so long since I'd felt this relaxed. This safe.

Already groggy, I said, "Okay. But we don't have to be at the focus group until ten."

He kissed the top of my head. "I know, but we're going to need a few hours for round two."

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To be continued.....