"No more talk of what we can and can't do. I love you, and we're going to make this happen. I don't need all the fancy crap, and I know you, Y/N. You're not fond of big crowds." Jungkook paused in his thrusts, his gaze locked on hers. "We'll invite a couple of friends, a priest, and we'll have a simple ceremony—unless you want something lavish."

Y/N stared up at him, surprised at how well he knew her. She had never liked large crowds, nor being the center of attention. "How do you know?"

"Julia organized that birthday party the year we met. I watched you walk into the room." He dropped a tender kiss on her lips. "You looked like you'd walked straight into hell."

"You saw that, and she didn't?"

He bumped their noses together, his affection striking a chord in her heart. "I was always watching, Y/N. Every little detail about you fascinated me. I wanted to know what you were thinking, feeling, yearning for. Your reaction that night told me everything. You looked around at all the strangers and seemed ready to run. When you saw Julia, you forced yourself to stay, even though you didn't want to."

Y/N tightened her grip on his hand, her heart swelling. "I can't believe you noticed all that."

"I cared. You were so uncomfortable, and all I wanted to do was take you away from there. Julia even forgot you don't drink. I left the party just to get you a case of soda."

"You were the one who got it?" she asked, her voice soft with admiration. Each revelation made her fall deeper in love with him.

"Yes," Jungkook said, a hint of a smile on his lips. "I saw how miserable you were. Everyone was drinking, having the time of their lives, while you were left out. It was supposed to be your night, and you should have enjoyed every second of it."

His cock pulsed inside her, and she felt a rush of love and warmth envelop her from his touch. "We've wasted so much time," she said, her voice filled with emotion.

"I take it I get to have a simple wedding with the woman I love?"

Y/N smiled, her eyes shining. "You can have whatever you want so long as I'm the one who gets to keep you for the rest of my life."

Jungkook leaned closer, his lips brushing against her ear. "You've got me, Y/N. Nothing will take me away willingly."

She tightened her hold on his hands, not wanting to let go. What had started as a guilty craving had blossomed into something beautiful and life-changing. Y/N never wanted to let it go.

"Make love to me," she whispered.

Jungkook's lips met hers as he began to move inside her, taking his time. Each inch of him filled her completely. She moaned, wrapping her legs around his waist. "I love you, Y/N."

He released her hands and guided them around her back, turning them so she straddled his waist. "Now, it's your time to take over."

Y/N moaned as the change in position heightened her arousal.

"You look so fucking beautiful," Jungkook said, his eyes full of desire.

He cupped her breasts, his fingers pinching her sensitive nipples. The sensation drove her wild, and she began to thrust harder onto his length.

"Fuck, baby, take all of me."

She whimpered, overwhelmed by the depth of his penetration.

Jungkook's hands moved to her hips, guiding her over his shaft. Y/N bounced on him, feeling him fill her to the brink of pleasure.

"Ride me," he urged.

Staring into his eyes, Y/N lost herself in the intensity of the moment. The love she felt for him was unwavering, and they were perfect for each other. Jungkook was more than she had ever imagined. His tenderness touched her heart, and she never wanted to be anywhere else but with him.

One of his hands left her waist, moving to the hard bud between her thighs. He stroked her clit, drawing her orgasm closer. She gripped his arms, crying out in pleasure from his touch.

"Fuck, you're tight. I can feel you, Y/N."

Her orgasm took over, and Jungkook's cock jerked deep inside her.

Throughout their climax, Jungkook whispered how much he loved her. She collapsed against him, and he wrapped his arms around her, holding her close.

She caressed his chest, marveling at the pure beauty of the man beneath her.

"I know I'm going to die a happy man," he said softly.

He tucked some hair behind her ear and glanced up at her, touching her cheek and pushing more strands away.

"What?" she asked, her voice tender.

"Nothing, I just like looking at you." He skimmed his fingers down her face. "You have no idea how utterly beautiful you are, do you?"

"You're being a charmer again," she said, her smile widening.