Her || Jungkook X Reader (translated from italian)

CHAPTER 25 - THREE WORDS

POV YOU

- We need to talk. - I said once I entered the room.

I didn't know where he would take me once the cab stopped for us to get in, only after getting into the car I heard his wonderful voice pronounce the name of a nearby hotel.

- Aren't you tired of talking? - he asked throwing himself in the bed and throwing me a mischievous chuckle in the meantime.

Actually yes, I was tired of talking, but that doesn't mean I must give up my principles. I might be drunk and exaggeratedly happy to be with him but things need to be clarified.

- But Kookie... - I started to say while still standing near the door.

I saw him get out of bed and walk quickly towards me, where he proceeds to take me in his arms like a sack of potatoes and throw me into the bed with him. I defeatedly rested my head on the pillow and he approached me with a sly smile on his face, getting his arm under my neck to hug me in a loving embrace.

In that moment I felt my heart beat so loud that I almost feared that he could hear it.

I was trying to calm myself, to rediscover some common sense and not jump on him like a crazed-hormonal person but it was painfully difficult because, like every time, every tiny part of me told me that in his embrace is where I should always be.

- Why didn't you accept Yoongi's feelings? - his voice shattered the pleasant silence that was established in the air.

- Because it wouldn't make any sense to start something we can't finish. - I replied as if it was the most obvious thing ever, only that it wasn't one hundred percent the truth and he knew it well.

- Diplomatic as always, love, but I want the truth. - he whispered near my ear as he stroked my hair.

- At least one of us must be, since you and diplomacy don't go well... - I overwhelmingly retorted, supporting his splendid, cocky look in his eyes.

- If you're referring to that girl... -

- No! Please, you've already pissed me off and a lot with this story, I don't want to hear it mentioned anymore. -

- I like you even more when you're jealous. - His words caressed my neck and his wet kisses soon could be felt on my skin.

It is not possible that he can turn me on with so little, I am sure that this man must be a magician or a god.

- Jealousy is just a primordial instinct that doesn't characterize me at all. - I tried to be consistent with my speech but it was just too difficult

With his left hand he began to draw invisible shapes on my body, making it wander back and forth on my hips, he then leaned his hand on my thigh and carefully slipped it under my dress.

- It might be a primordial instinct but in fact there is something archaic in you, that's why your jealousy instigates me so much, because it's so true, it's genuine, raw and passionate. Wild. - he placed a kiss near my earlobe that manifested itself in chills on my body from head to toe - besides... knowing that you are jealous of me... - another kiss on the collarbone made me close my eyes and imagine those lips everywhere on my body - ... it drives me crazy. – he concluded the sentence exactly when his hand slipped under my dress and reached my intimacy. I couldn't help but bite my lower lip once I felt his fingers rest exactly on my clitoris while slowly tracing small circles.

A slight whimper left my lips but was immediately blocked by the mouth of an impatient Jungkook who authoritatively slipped his tongue to make it intertwine with mine while he moved his hands all over my butt, squeezing it greedily.