Kitchen
He grabbed me and put me on the counter kissing me roughly trailing the kisses down my neck, as his hand wasted no time to slide up my dress and into my underwear. He inserted a finger into me slowly pumping. I moaned aloud as he kissed my neck. He pulled my underwear off, looking at me with hungry eyes. He pushed me back on the kitchen counter, and attached his lips onto my clit. Sucking so good causing me to moan aloud. "J-Jungkook...." I stuttered unable to form words, due to the pleasurable experience he was providing me with.
"J-Jungkook......d-dint I tell you.....we.....can't have.....s-sex.....ahh....in the k-kitchen....anymore......" I barley managed to say as I moaned. "But you just love it so much, why would I stop." He smirked glancing at me before returning to his previous activity wrapping his arms around my thighs.
I gasped and arched my back at the feeling. I whimpered at the sensation. My heart rate accelerated. I couldn't take much more. I felt a knot in my stomach. Just then he stopped and smashed his lips against mine shoving his tongue inside making me taste myself. It gave me an electric feeling in my veins. Suddenly he shoved himself into me making me scream his name in pleasurable pain.
Thank goodness our neighbors were a good distance from our property or they would've definitely heard me. "Oh fuck!" He groaned out. I felt as if I lost my mind as he sped up his pace. Thrusting into me intensely. "Jungkook...yes yes..." I moaned his name, as he pumped in and out of me on the countertop. He somehow loved doing it in the kitchen.
"Jungkook!" I shrieked as he hit my spot. He always made me feel so good. So pleased. So desired. I loved it. Just like I love him.
"Ah shit!" He cursed under his breath. I was close so I clenched around him making him crazy. He pounded faster making me insane.
I came as the pool of warmth released. I was panting. He looked at me and smiled. "God You're so hot i love you so fucking much." He panted. I chuckled a bit still out of breath. "Let's go to bed." He picked me up since he knew I wouldn't be able to walk.
How could he be so dominant and aggressive one minute then sweet and caring the next. It confused me, but I wasn't complaining.
"Can I tell you something?" I asked as he laid me down. "Sure sweetheart," he said laying next me after. "I love you." I smiled. He grinned. "I love you." He kissed my forehead.
After a few days I was working at the office. Until I got an u expected visitor. "Hi, Mrs.Jeon." She spoke. "Oh, hello Ji-na." I said. "Is this a bad time?" She asked. "Oh no it's alright." I assured. She gave a small smile.
"I'm sure you've heard of Jungkook's past with me." She spoke. I didn't know how to respond. What was she doing here anyways. "I've come to tell you that, I still love him. And I want him. And I have no intention of hurting you, but I know you were both arranged to be married." She spoke. "And I would like to propose that you divorce him." She said. "Excuse me?" I raised a brow.
"Look. I was his first love. Did you really think he was over me?" She stood up. "How dumb are you?" She scoffed. "He is and will always be mine." She replied. I didn't know how to respond. "Well, he was maybe yours in the past, but have you forgotten that you were the one to leave him?" I raised a brow. Who the hell she thinks she is?! "Don't get that idea in your head hun, I'm not going to leave him like you did." I snarled. "I'm busy you should go." I snapped. She scoffed and rolled her eyes before slamming the door. I scoffed.
It was lunchtime and Jungkook wanted me to meet him. Again. This was like the fifth time this week. I sat in the park bench awaiting his presence. "Hey sweetheart." I heard him chime. "Hi!" I cheered. He instantly smile. His smile never gets old. "Why are we meeting again?" I asked as he sat next to me. "Because I have to make sure you're alright." He caressed my cheek.
Should I tel him about Ji-na? Maybe I should. "Ji-na came to visit me today." I uttered. His eyes widened. "What did she say?!" He asked concerned. I looked down. "She wanted me to divorce you." I muttered. "She sad that, she still loves you, and that she was your first love." I spoke avoiding eye contact with him.
"And she said she wants you back." I said. "Well I don't want her." He replied with a firm tone. "I want you." He replied culling my cheek. "And the feeling so bad for her were t love, what I have with you is love." He said. "And I wouldn't trade that for anything." He assured. "I love you, and only you." He pulled me into a hug. I was hesitating but hugged back. "You're not planning on divorcing me are you?" He asked still hugging me. "Never in a million years." I hugged tighter. What did I ever do to deserve him.