Sleep With Me | KNJ x Reader

Ch 57 | Penthouse

Y/N's POV:

"Is it tomorrow?" Jeffrey asks, drying his midsection off.

"Yeah," you say casually as your eyes travel all over his body. The only clothing he has on right now are his boxer-briefs, giving you a beautiful show.

"You know you're going on a date with Namjoon tomorrow but you're currently eyeing me like I'm a piece of meat, right?" he laughs.

"Don't look like that then," you glare. "I haven't had any action the last month and I'm horny."

"We could fix that," he smirks, placing his hand on his sculpted hips, making your eyes dart to his glistening v line. Then you gulp as your eyes flicker down to his clothed dick, and he notices.

Jeffrey throws his towel to the floor and climbs onto the mattress, pushing you down on your back as he hovers over you. Your shiny and lustful eyes take in every detail of his muscular body, making you squeeze your legs together to try and relieve some of the pressure down there.

His fingers slide over your bottom lip as he stares down at you.

"Jeffrey we can't—"

"I know," he smirks, tucking your hair behind your ear. "We're not going to fuck. But let me kiss you. I have a feeling you're not going to let me do it for much longer."

He's right. If your date with Namjoon goes well, you plan to have Jeffrey ease off with the kissing. No more sleeping and cuddling with each other every night. You also know it's probably best to spend some time alone. You've had Jeffrey as a distraction from the pain, but now that you don't feel like you're drowning anymore, you know it would be good to work on yourself.

Your arms wrap around his back as he leans down to press his lips against yours, easing his tongue into your mouth to kiss you deeper. His hand slips under the hem of your shirt and slowly travels up your stomach, stopping just below your chest.

His lips move torturously slow over your jaw and down your neck. Your breath hitches in your throat as he licks all the way up your neck before gently nibbling on your ear. You feel his fingers brush against the bottom of your chest, testing the waters. Once he notices you're not flinching, his large hand cups your left breast, making you moan as his thumb glides over your nipple.

His lips cover yours again as he swallows your whimpers, gently kneading you with his hand. He slides his knee between your thighs to spread your legs, pulling back for air.

"Jeffrey I—"

You're cut off by your own gasp as he lowers himself down onto you, his hardened length pressing directly against your clothed heat.

"Fuck," you breathe out.

"Dammit, [Y/N]," he groans, looking down at where you're connected. "We would've been such good fuck buddies. You respond to me so well."

Your face flushes as he looks back up at you with a serious expression.

"I'm going to stop here. But if he ever fucks up again, your body is mine."

You nod, almost whimpering when he peels his body off of you. He flops himself on his back next to you and you both stare at the ceiling, trying to calm your breathing.

"I need you to sleep somewhere else tomorrow," he says, turning his head towards you. "Or have Nanami stay over." You raise your brows as your eyes meet his.

"I need to have sex with someone. You're giving me blue balls."

You snort before doubling over in laughter. "Okay, will do," you giggle, standing up to turn the lights out.