My Best Friend's Brother || j.jk

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His eyes seem to be pulling me in as our breaths get more than heavy. I lay on my back as he leans his torso over mine, we’re in my bed and we’re making out. His hand holds mine against the bed, our fingers intertwined. This time I feel like he’s remembered that I really like when he is dominant over me, being in my room must’ve reminded him.

I’m enjoying this way too much, I like when he’s in control of me. I feel my chest puff up as he kisses me just a little rougher, I feel excitement run through every part of my body. I cross my legs as I feel like he could see the excitement if I have them bent or flat. He'd definitely see how excited I am if I obviously left my legs open. He slowly pulls away and my face is hot. 

He lets go of my hands but I leave them against the bed as if he was pinning them. I like the way it felt to have him hold my hands in place, ooop… I might have a problem. I really really like being dominated, and I don’t know how he feels about that. His hand raises and he holds the side of my face before he reconnects our lips, which I’ve been missing our contact already and it's only been a few seconds. 

I lift my chin into him and he smiles against my lips. He slowly tilts his head to the side and deepens the kiss, I feel myself die a little inside. I’m very happy that Jungkook isn’t a sloppy kisser and my mouth is filled with his saliva, I mean.. even then I wouldn’t mind. He’s a damn snack. 

He parts my lips with his and I leave my mouth open, waiting for him to do what he wants to me. He gently bites down on my bottom lip, making me gasp at his action. He glides the tip of his tongue over my lip to sooth the small sting, then he sucks before he continues our kiss. 

This kiss could possibly go on forever and I would never get tired of it. I feel my toes curl as he sticks his tongue in my mouth finally, I’ve been waiting for that thing. He groans to the way I react, which is massaging his tongue with mine.. just the way he taught me. 

My mouth fills with his flavor and I just want to cry because of how good he tastes. Unexpectedly, I moan against his lips and he groans back. I then feel his hips touch mine and his hand drops from my face to my hip, gently pulling my pelvis against him where I feel something. But I’m much too distracted by his lips to even look, because I already know what it is. 

It’s been a full week since the first time we had sex, and since he pleasured next on our flight back home. Honestly, besides the sex being obviously on my mind.. I’ve been really wanting to see how far this could go. Especially since I’ve figured out that he might be into pain. And I’ve kinda been itching for us to have sex again. 

I wouldn’t say that I’m absolutely in need of it, like I’ll dry out without it. I mean, I would dry out in another way.. My hands have a mind of their own as I tug him on top of me and his body is under my command as he’s on top of me in a millisecond. 

My legs had opened wide for him and his… everything is against me. Our lips part and our eyes meet, they’re hooded and I see his pupils are dilated because of the light coming from the window.