Y/n returned to college after her parents death in hope to maintain her life there normal so the secret of her parents death stayed a secret. Not one soul knows, or so she believed.
She comminted to herself to never give another her heart. Un...
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~ You stayed friends with everybody? ~ • Jeon Jungkook • Chapter 22 ————————————————————————
The moment our body hit the bed, we were engulfed in one another. His mouth trailed down my body, kissing every bruise and scar.
I ripped open his shirt revealing his bare body. My hands ran up his muscles, down his chest, trailing each ab until I reach his V line.
Jungkook grabbed my arms and pinned be back down on the bed. He yanked down my sweats and underwear leaving me completely venerable under him.
"Fuck I've missed you" he said under his breath before submerging his head between my legs.
My back arched, my body was in shock at his movement. Jungkook has always been the person I say gave me the best sex, and that was his experience five years ago, now, he's lethal.
"J-Jungkook" I grasped his hair, his legs tightening and my body stiffening as the relieving feeling spreads through my body.
He placed a kiss on my inner thigh before lifting his head up "I've gotten better?" He asked before kissing my lips
I nodded, grabbing his head to continue the kiss I craved. We sloppily attacked each other's mouths.
Jungkook grabs my waist, breaking the kiss and slamming his length inside.
"Fuck" I hissed at him.
I watched him slowly pull out, before submerging himself in even slower. It was slow, painful, exciting.
Jungkook placed his hand on my neck and lowered his face to my neck and started thrusting.
My nails dug into his back while he tightened his grip around my neck. The air was being sucked from my lungs but it wasn't bad. It felt fucking amazing.
"F-Fu" I tilted my head back making Jungkook snap back into reality.
"Shit sorry" he quickly removed his hand as he began to sit up "I-I didn't-"
He was looking at me as if I hated him. As if he hurt me.
I could feel him starting to exit himself from me. I wrapped my legs around him, and push him onto me "I liked it"
His eyes lit up "You liked it?" He asked "It wasn't hurting?"
"I only want you hurting me" My hips rolled against his length "Fuck me Jungkook. Please fuck my pussy"
Jungkook grasped my hips to stop my movement and begin his. Our skin slapped against each other, our moans echoing the room.
He grabbed my neck, this time looking me in the eyes as he squeeze the air out of me, seconds after, releasing to allow me the privilege of air, before taking it right away again.
