My breathing goes a bit faster the more her face is approaching my member, I kindly spread my legs to have her in-between, and her hand passes over my inner thigh, caressing my body, doing everything that can be done for a perfect foreplay.

I smile, but when her lips and tongue brush past my slightly erect cock, this smile fades away to let place to an expression of pleasure, and I shiver. She gazes up at me with a little smile as she must be proud of what she caused to my body, before dragging her wonderful lips to my inner thigh. She trails them over it, making my member harder with these subtle touches that work well on me.

The rush of emotions and lust coursing through me, I move my hand to my cock, uncontrollably, feeling too excited to limit myself. I stroke myself while watching her, biting my lips and breathing hard, the pleasure runs through my throbbing veins, and a little moan catches me off guard right when she pushes her lips against the base of my cock.

"Kiss me, baby..." I ask for her to do, and she moves up to lock our lips. I don't stop the movement of my wrist but cup her face with one hand, kissing her deeply, passionately, with hunger. Her warm skin never loses the contact with my blazing one covered in chills, she fondles every inch of it while returning the amorous and wet kiss.

This is happening again, the sexual pleasure is driving me insane, and I'm losing control. This feeling, the sensations, they always have a great impact on me and my actions, whether good or bad, they make me turn into a different man that can only appear in bed.

"Come here..." I rasp against her lips but grab her by the hips to yank her towards me, I keep my grip onto her with some unwanted force, and my lips pamper her body with sensual kisses everywhere, starting from her chest, her breasts, her stomach to then go down to the lower part of it that I know is very sensitive to touch. I never pull apart but breathe against her skin, traveling my lips, my tongue up and down her stomach to leave some sweet pecks.

Once I aim her hipbone, her fingers run through my long hair, her breathing turning heavy and unsteady, I make my way up to her breasts, and I stop right here, cupping one while sucking or licking the other. A little whimper slips out of her mouth, and I startle her by suddenly pinning her down on the mattress and toping her.

Hearing her moan like this gives me the will to fuck her hard and make her know what real pleasure is.

My mind going wild as I'm craving for her, we both get into eye contact, and I kiss her lips, feeling beastly and full of desire and need. My hot and throbbing hand slides over her stomach, not stopping its path until it goes down to her sensitive spot. She breaks the kiss once I pass my hand over her wet lips to spread them. I smirk against her skin at the exact moment that my fingers slide deeper in between and that I hear her gasp, but I lower my body to hers and stick our skins onto each other.

I don't kiss her anymore but stare into her eyes, rubbing my erection on her core heavily. She spreads her legs to wrap them around my waist. Feeling my cock between those wet lips. All the sensations, the frictions between our skins are amazing. This type of physical contact always overwhelms me, this is arousing, but so meaningful and special.

"Honey..." I bite my lips, my cock pressing even more onto her, I smile at her and look down at her parted lips, her voice running out of her mouth in the cutest manner as her eyes cannot open anymore. "Do you want me to be inside?" I whisper against her lips, and a feeble 'yeah' goes out of her.

I straighten up to get on my knees but hold her legs apart, I lean towards the nightstand and get the condom out. I open the wrapping and drop it on the floor to put the rubber on. I hope this one will make her feel greater sensations than if it was a simple one.

I slide it down my hard member, then once it's on, I grab her thighs from underneath and lift both of them with one hand to place a pillow under her hips and go back in my position, but I hold myself above her with one arm, I press a kiss on her lips and grab my cock.

I stare into her eyes and penetrate her, making her gasp and gaze down between our bodies as her tightness is squeezing me.

Her hands grip onto my hips, but I slide entirely inside of her. "Ohh..." she whimpers, pushing her head back into the pillow. "Am I hurting you?" I rest my arms on her pillow to touch her face, but she shakes her head. "N—No...it just feels weird...and b—big..." she bites her bottom lip. I pass my fingers through her hair and hold the side of her face to press a kiss on her neck, before gazing at her and moving back and forth inside of her, slowly but deeply.

"Tell me if it hurts," I whisper against her lips, and her breathing becomes heavier, some little whines escape her from time to time but entice me, the sound of them shivering me and turning me on to a greater level. Her entire body is shaking against mine, her cheeks becoming red, and her skin burning on my blazing one. She's so overwhelmed, this is adorable.

"Relax, baby," I reassure her, knowing how stressed out she is. "I promise it's going to feel good," I press my lips on hers but speed up the pace, thrusting into her with more vehemence to make her let go. I bring my hands lower on the mattress, right at the curve of her waist to gaze down at her body while pushing my hips back and forth a bit more rapidly and losing some energy, feeling how terribly tight she is.

"Jungkook..." she already moans my name, her voice sending shivers down my spine and filling me with bliss. "Yeah baby," I smile at her, panting the more I'm carrying on and loving the feeling of being inside of her. I exhale sharply, both of us moving onto the mattress at the same rhythm, the bed softly squeaking underneath. Her hands squeeze my hips, and I bring my body down to hers to envelop her with my arms, let my weight on her, and roll my hips to find her G-spot.

Her quivering breathing, her hot skin, her grips onto me, all those little things affect me, they spur me to not stop but give the best in order for her first time to be unforgettable.

Feeling all the emotions and sexual pleasure, I close my eyes and hold her tight, my cheek pressed on her hot one as I know she is unable to kiss me, the wet sounds fill the room the more I'm moving my hips in a circular motion and stimulating her clit, driving me insane while satisfying her as well. "Does that feel good, baby?" I murmur in her ear, breathing hard uncontrollably. "Yeah—" she moans right when I give a strong and quick slam into her, making me smirk and tease her. "Don't stop...please..." she sobs, gripping onto my back and clenching her legs against my sides.

Since I can feel she's soon going to hit a climax, I slightly retreat to put my arms under the crook of her legs, push them up, and lay my hands on the mattress for a better angle inside of her. I join our lips for a soft kiss, her hold onto me loosening as the pleasure I'm giving her is allowing me to take control of her body. "You feel so good, baby..." I breathe heavily and slam into her, adding some slapping sounds to the wet ones already echoing through the room. Her cute whines never cease leaving her sweet lips, the real pleasure running through them, her hands travel all over my tattooed and sweaty skin, and she hugs me, so I repeat my actions, slamming into her sweet spot to hear her whine and feel her get weaker.

Given the reaction she has to this, that position is perfect, this angle is perfect. Perceiving and discerning all the ecstasy drawn all over her flushed face, I bite my lips and groan as the pace at which I'm going is hastening to heighten the pleasure. I do not stop now that I can feel the orgasm reach me, my veins throbbing from everywhere, my blood coursing through them and heating me up, covering my skin with sweat. I hyperventilate and strain with my pelvis and arms to keep it up.

"I'm gonna cum—" her voice cracks into a moan, and I go a bit more violently, her body trembling and shaking under my fierce thrusts into her dripping wetness, I never slow down, I keep her still in this position to hit her sweet spot and see her squirm, lose all her senses and mind. She's even more pretty like this, naked, dominated, overwhelmed, and in need. I peek down at her breasts, these ones bouncing because of my forcefulness. My panting do not soothe but only deepen, my wet hair sticking to my sweaty skin, my fingers clutching the sheets.

"Y/n—" I growl uncontrollably but part my lips even wider to be able to breathe, bringing my body higher to be more profoundly into her and push her legs higher, her calves over my shoulders. I engender some bounces of us on the mattress, the creaking of the bed reverberating more loudly, I do not think about the pain in my limbs but only go hard enough for her to tremble and spasm while the headboard is hitting the wall.

"Come on, baby girl—" I moan and stare at her face, the frictions between my cock and her tight walls causing the both of us to be plunged into a real moment of ecstasy that we do not want to leave. In short seconds after being pounded, a heavy amount of warm liquid is released, she squirts all over me, and my thrusts make a real mess on the bed. Her lovely and delicious moans bless my ears, I overstimulate her to give her several orgasms in a row, feeling all the fatigue in my arms, legs, and abs, I curse but groan to let it out and relieve this, feeling my sweat roll down my skin and end on hers.

To my greatest surprise, her body does not stop trembling under mine in a serious manner, and some more liquid escapes her, wetting the bed and my skin, feeling her walls contract on my cock in a repetitive manner to offer me more thrill. She begs me to not stop, sobbing and orgasming more than once, I give her all I can, slamming into her sweet spot, swiftly, powerfully, abusing it. Watching her go through all that pleasure for the first time because of me is the gratifying part of having sex to me, the best part of intimacy.

She loses all her strength in a matter of few seconds full of absolute and immeasurable pleasure, I contemplate her during this messy and loud moment, all her limbs twitching, her breathing constantly hitching, her blushed face expressing all of what she feels inside, and her voice showing me she loves it more than ever. She never stops moaning, she cums to add some more moisture but engenders some loud, creamy sounds at each friction.

Her walls are contracting nonstop, making me slow down as I can see the orgasms are fading away, I enjoy this tight feeling, and my eyes close. I bite my lips and force my hard cock in the bottom, making her beautiful voice echo through the room in a whiny manner. I grip the front of her thigh and press a kiss on her calf, my eyes landing on her to gaze down at this pretty baby. The tightness of her walls contracting, I stare at her face but make my grip more snug on her thickness to slam deep inside again, slap our wet skins together, and make us moan together.

Once the repetitive contractions are too stimulating, I put her legs down and lean over to take her in an embrace and hold onto her body firmly, desperately, feeling myself hit a climax, I don't let go of her at any moment. I pant into her ear, the tingling sensations running through me, I squeeze her in my arms but move my head up to look into her eyes while thrusting profoundly. "B—Baby...look into my eyes..." I demand her to do, and she opens those tired ones, still gasping for air.

I do not glance away but keep my eyes into hers, deeply dived into them, my heart rate hastens at warp speed, and the intense pleasure overcomes me, I move my hips in a circular motion and lose my mind, finding it hard to not close my eyes. I join our lips for a sweet and passionate kiss, using my tongue to deepen it, I clasp her wet and swollen lips while hitting a wonderful and amazing climax.

The orgasm overwhelms me in the blink of an eye, I speed up and lose my breath, my lips break the kiss out of weakness and part against hers, so I feebly open my eyes to stare deep into hers, and I orgasm inside of her, on her. A moan escapes me to enter her mouth as I cannot stop but feel the tingles numb my body, the blood burning my veins, and the electricity coursing through me, this is bliss. My body twitches, my throbbing hand rushes down to her hip to grab it forcefully, and I push a bit profoundly to keep going and cum inside of her, resting my sweaty forehead on hers but groaning and lacking of force while losing my breath and senses. "Y/n..." I let out a whine, feeling all the strong emotions and sensations while staring through her soul and making one with her.

This feels so heavenly good, I do not look away while cumming inside of her, I grip her skin, shuddering, feeling lightheaded, out of control with this meaningful connection between us, the beating of my heart pounds me in the chest and causes me to sink into a lake of real emotions. My eyelids shut against my will, and my numb body moves at a slow pace, very slow one, pumping my sensitive cock in and out of her with the mix of our cum together. I smile nervously against her lips, my weakness showing.

I let the calm come back, stopping my thrusts. Her hands shake onto my arms, but I smile and leave a tender kiss on her ear. "I love you..." I breathe out, the emotions now rushing through me and making me soft. "I love you too, Jungkook..." her words flutter my heart.

"I didn't hurt you...right?" I make sure I haven't done anything wrong. "No...you didn't."

Her answer relieves me, and I let us both relax for some minutes, realizing what happened, enjoying the pleasure this still engenders inside of us. I caress her skin with my fingers, and my lips press a kiss on her jawline, sliding one hand up the sheets to comb her hair with some feebleness. This is real bliss, I love this so much.

I move my head up to gaze at her in plunge my eyes into her starry ones, putting my hands at either side of her face, she smiles at me, and I return it instinctively. Her fingers pass over my sweaty back, her warm skin tingling my heart, I join our lips and press a kiss on her soft, swollen ones, brushing the tip of my fingers past her cheeks and jawline.

At the feeling her breathing softnening, I press one more kiss on her lips and get up on my knees to pull out. I remove the condom and make a knot, I stand up and walk up to the bin to throw it out then go back on the bed. I sit down next to her legs and reach out for the nightstand to take two wet wipes out. "You should go and pee, baby," I tell her while cleaning myself, but she doesn't open her eyes. "I can't move..."

I chuckle but turn towards her, use the wet wipe between her thighs, with delicate moves, and then throw the dirty items out. "Come here," I bend over her and wrap my arms around her body, no matter how much strength I lost after this. I carry her like a baby and bring her to the bathroom, feeling on her body how serious she was when she said 'I can't move'. She indeed is feeble right now, I can feel it.

"I'm going to cuddle you till we fall asleep, all right?" I kiss her cheek and rub my fingers over her back, and she nods, humming to answer me. A curve turns my lips up, and I enter the bathroom with her.

This moment was so amazing, I can't wait to be back in bed and give her some caresses, some kisses to soothe her.

Her soothing breathing tickles my skin each time she exhales, her body lying down onto its flat while I'm caressing her bare back. I remain on my side, our bodies tightly snuggled up against each other.

I smile at her, contemplating her angelic face as she's sleeping after what seemed to have been a strenuous moment full of emotions, my fingers running over her warm skin to trace some shapes. I lick my lips but stop my hand on her lower back to rub my thumb over her skin. This feels so good, after such a meaningful moment, this type of intimacy is the most important to me, almost more important than the act itself.

I can still remember when we met each other, never I would have thought us to end here, in this situation.

/ flashback \

Friday, July 26, 2019.

6 pm.

"Here is my house," my boss parks his car in front of the place, coming back from a bar after a long day of work. I gulp down but smile, feeling nervous since this is the first time I'm visiting his house, and meeting his family he talks about often. I undo my seat belt and follow him outside of his car, I close the door and grip my bag, walk around the vehicle, and head up to the door that he's already unlocking.

I clear my throat, but once it's opened, he pushes the door forth and steps inside his house, making me follow him to not stay outside but hear some loud music. "I'm home~!" he tries to get himself noticed, and I close the door behind me.

"Oh, Jesus..." he drops his stuff on the console table next to us but sighs at the sight of a small girl frantically dancing in a bunny onesie, not hearing anything but being too dived in her enjoyment. I laugh in a quiet manner, and see Mister Kim take his phone out. He records her while she's focused on her dance, her hood on, her body moving in every way.

I guess she is his daughter.

Once he's done, he saves it and puts his phone down while I cannot stop giggling like an idiot in front of her. "Y/n!" he shouts her name, now revealing who she is. She's indeed his daughter.

She stops at the sound of his loud voice and turns towards us. As soon as her face gets into sight, her eyes meet mine in no time at all, and she gapes, the wind of the fan blowing on her. "Turn it off!" he yells and gets her to stop the loud music.

"Yes, you embarrassed yourself, and me with it," her father adds more to her awkwardness, and she reacts in an adorable manner, blushing and pulling her hood down. She grips the front of her pink, fluffy clothing.

"Hello. Nice to meet you," I bow to her while beaming. "Hello..." she mumbles, her redness brightening the more she's standing on her spot. "Dummy," Mister Kim passes by her and walks up to the kitchen, leaving me alone with her in here.

I take my shoes off and put my bag down, but once I look at y/n again, she glances away as if she was staring a second earlier and walks up towards me, skirting the cabinets to almost avoid me. No time to even get to know her, she runs up the stairs, but Mister Kim comes back with his wife. "Here is my woman," he smiles, and she bows to me. "Nice to finally meet you, Jungkook."

"Nice to meet you as well, Mistress Kim," I smile and bow back at her. "I'm sorry about our daughter, she can be a real idiot," she titters, apologizing for this little issue that was more fun than problematic to me. "Oh, no worries. That's fine."

She expresses some kindness and steps aside from her husband. "He told me that you're our guest for today, I'm cooking some bossam for dinner. Is that all right?"

"Of course it is, no need to change anything because of my presence," I reassure about this, not mentioning the fact that I'm not just a man who cooks once a week, but every day, and more than simple meals. "Ah, great. Taegu didn't warn me about this, so I couldn't prepare anything more special," she explains as if I was someone important, but I smile at her and make it evident it's not a big deal.

"Anyway, I need to go back to the food," she rubs her hands together and moves back to the kitchen. "You can come here, I'm going to show you the designs that were sent by the other company for next month," he invites me to join him, so I do it and get on the sofa. He honestly has a beautiful house, but I'm not even surprised, he owns a whole building with many employees.

I sit down on the cushions, and he grabs hold of his tablet. "Let's see," he opens the gallery, but some noise coming from behind catches my attention. It's y/n, she's totally changed, wearing a white crop top, and a pink pair of shorts that look like a pajama and hides her tummy. She glances at me, the redness of her cheeks still visible, she jumps on a desk chair that she must have left in front of the TV earlier, and she heaves her legs up to the seat to stay in the wind the fan blows, before us.

I smile, unwittingly, but she does it as well and glances away out of shyness, so I take my eyes off of her and pay attention to Mister Kim. "Are you done making a fool of yourself?" he glares up at her, not leaving her alone after what happened. She looks daggers at him, making me smile at their relationship and how close they both are. She hugs her thighs and lays her eyes on me, discreetly. "You could apologize to him."

She peeks at him after those words, but I talk. "No need to," I let them behave the way they would if I was not here, feeling like I'm bothering. He stares at her to make her react, and she looks at me. "I apologize..." she nibbles on her inner cheek. Now that he got what he wanted, he puts his attention back on the tablet. "Jeez."

She fiddles with her lips while staring at me, hiding behind her legs and hand as if she was too shy to show her face, but I avert my eyes from her to look at her father's work.

30 minutes later...

"Bon Appetit," Mistress Kim joyfully brightens up everything after serving us the food. Just at the smell of it, I cant tell this is going to be delicious. "So, would that annoy you to talk about yourself?" I already receive a question.

I clear my throat and put my chopsticks down to answer her. "I don't mind."

"I know that Taegu talks about you whenever he has something to say about his day at work, but I want to know a bit more. You seem to be a skillful man from what I've heard, are you an artist?"

I chuckle in a nervous manner and shake my head, leaving my chopsticks down while they're eating, Mister Kim's daughter chewing on her food and staring at me on my left, at the other side of the table. I smile and talk. "Well, I'm not an artist. I just like to draw a lot. I know Mister Kim tells—"

"You can call me Taegu," he laughs in a quiet manner. I don't know why, but it's hard for me to call my boss by his name. "Yes, Taegu. I know that you tell me I'm your best employee because my designs never disappoint you, but I honestly see them as ugly. I'm never satisfied with what I do."

"Really?" she raises her eyebrows, swallowing her food to speak. "He showed me a lot of the drawings you've done, and you could be a real artist that many companies would want, in my opinion," she compliments me, making me feel bashful. I grin but glance down at my dish, fixing the luxury watch around my wrist. "Thank you..."

"Oh, wait. Don't you want some whiskey? I totally forgot it was your favorite drink," she asks as she must have remembered, but I shake my head. "No, it's fine."

"Y/n," Mister Kim addresses his daughter, getting me to lay my eyes on her. "Serve him a glass of whiskey, would you?" the tone of his voice lowers, and she listens without even showing any bother. She puts her chopsticks down and stands up to head to the kitchen behind me. They make me feel like I'm a best friend when I've only been his employee for three months.

"Don't you live with someone?" the question I never like to hear runs out of her, the bitterness of this topic still remaining in my throat. "No," I force a smile and gaze up at her. "I'm divorced," I grab my chopsticks to eat and forget this, but her pity follows my answer, like it always does with everyone. "Oh...I'm sorry, I didn't know."

"I'm fine, don't worry," I release the tension I caused, but the little girl reappears by my side. She lays the glass next to my arm and serves me the alcoholic drink, my eyes glancing up at her in a furtive manner to avoid her skin. She presses the bottle against her breasts, struggling to open it.

"No strength in the arms..." her father roasts her in front of us, but I smile and stretch my hand out to her. "Do you want me to do it?"

She shakes her head, refusing to give up on this. She uses some more force and finally manages to open it, so I lean back on my seat, and she pours the liquid in my second glass. "You forgot the ice," he mentions what I didn't want to complain about, but I don't say anything since she will do it no matter what. Once the glass is filled, she closes the bottle and goes back to the kitchen.

I take this opportunity to eat. "How old is she?" my curiosity speaks for me. "Nineteen, right?" I try to remember, not sure about it. "Yes, this little bug is nineteen since one week," he confirms my thoughts. I nod, smiling and putting a piece of pork in my mouth.

Y/n comes back and plunges the ice cubes in my glass, before grabbing it. "Here you are," she hands it to me, so I thank her and take it.

The glass slides out of my hand and lands on me. She gasps after realizing her mistake, and I instinctively push my chair back after feeling the liquid soak my clothes. "Oh my—" she hurries to grab a few tissues as her parents scolded her. "I'm so sorry," her hands move to my white dress shirt to wipe it, but I wrap my hand around her wrist in a delicate manner to stop her. "It's all right, thank you," I smile and take the tissues to do it myself.

"Dammit, y/n!" Mister Kim reprimands her, but she goes down between my legs to grab the glass that fell down, her hand going up her breasts to cover them as my position gives me a bird's-eye view of them. She covers them and straightens up with the glass in her hand, she puts it onto the table and goes down on her knees to clean everything.

"We're really sorry, Jungkook," the mother apologizes to me. "No need to, everything's all right," I grin but open a few buttons of my soaked dress shirt to wipe my skin as well. "Let me serve you another drink..." she sighs and decides to do it for me, doing way too much when it's not necessary.

I leave the dirty tissues on the table and look down at y/n, who is still cleaning the floor and carpet, which absorbed all the whiskey that wasn't soaked by my clothes. "Let me do it and eat, your food is going to be cold," I take a few tissues to help her, but she keeps doing it.

Since I have all the dirty tissues in my hand, I stand up but forget that my chest is revealed by the deep opening of my dress shirt. I hold the fabric with one hand to keep my skin out of sight but walk up to the kitchen, where Mistress Kim still is. "Where is the trashcan?" I ask her, and she turns around to point at it. I get to it and throw everything out, y/n joining me and doing so.

"I'm really sorry..." she gazes up at me with guilt and speaks in a quiet voice, making me smile at her. "It's fine, don't worry about it. That was just an accident," I reassure her since she was harshly scolded because of it, and she grins before moving up to the sink. I follow her to wash my hands as well.

I guess she is a bit clumsy.

/ end of flashback \

I smile at the memories of this, always thinking about how adorable she was, and how our relationship grew so well.

"Jungkook..." her sweet but faint voice runs out of her, my name sounding so beautiful in her mouth. I smile and press a kiss on her lips, cuddling up against her to have my face in contact with hers, the tip of my nose touching her cheekbone. "Yes, baby?" I whisper.

Her cheeks go up as her smile curved her lips up. She skims her lips up my skin and leaves a kiss in the corner of mine, making my eyes close from calm. I move my hand again, caressing her back, sliding my finger up and down her spine. We both remain silent, but I open my eyes to dive back into hers. She stares at me, some glisten covering the surface of her eyes as if she was about to cry. She fiddles with her lips and smiles at me, making me do so.

"I love you..." she murmurs in the most tender way, filling my stomach with butterflies. "I love you too, baby," I breathe in her scent, following every inch of her curves to memorize them with my dainty touch. "I love you so much..." I open my eyes to dive into hers, but I come across her closed ones. I giggle in a quiet manner and stop my movement, I pull the blanket higher to cover our bodies, I move closer to her and put my arms around her to close my eyes and remain in this position to fall asleep.