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It's impressive how horny we are and how fast we can act because of that. After Jungkook literally ordered me to get into the car, I knew immediately where it was going. To be honest, I thought about it all day long –even before I got into the workshop– and hoped that my visit would awaken something in him. In the end, we both reached our goal, no matter if a certain person caused it or not.
We both giggle as Jungkook and I try to squeeze into the back seat of his car at the same time. It's not of any help that he impatiently tries to get through the door at the same time as me, because his shoulders narrow mine and we get stuck in the door frame. Realizing that his impatience is useless, he retreats a little to let me get in first and I wait in the seat for him to come over to me. The lust and desire are clearly visible in his eyes and in his movements because he looks at me like a wolf waiting hungrily for his prey.
It always leaves me with a tingling feeling between my legs that Jungkook, despite the many times we have been intimate, is still so eager and excited about it when we have the chance. But the last few weeks, when we haven't seen each other, his hormones –mine too, of course– have been skyrocketing. Thinking at first about how we should approach the whole thing with so little space available, Jungkook finally sits down on the seat and pats his lap to call me to him. I straddle his lap with my legs and make myself comfortable on his muscular thighs.
Not wasting any time, our lips crash into each other, drawn together like magnets of lust, and we move at a desperate speed and urgency, sloppily eating each other's faces. I don't want to know how big this explosion of our hormones would have been if we hadn't seen each other for a longer time. His hands explore every corner of my body in a sinful ecstasy, although he already knows it by heart, nobody knows how well he can make my body sing. My lips leave the most unholy sounds I could ever bring over my heart, but in this blissful moment, I don't even care a bit if I sound like a sinner, because this man's lips are sweeter than any apple the devil could offer me.
We kiss hard, the air in our lungs draining and our heads dizzy with the sweet smell and taste of each other. The warmth of his body suffocates me in the most beautiful way imaginable and my walls convulse around nothing, screaming for his touch and closeness. His lips move down to my jawline and take the further way to my neck, constantly sucking, where his now short hair tickles me with the drops of sweat that occasionally manage to decorate my skin. My hips begin to move against his, desperately trying to feel him inside me and the most beautiful sounds start to leave his mouth as I feel his bulge hardening with every second against my clothed heat.
With every sucking and with every groan, I rub my hips harder against his, and his hands, which were at my waist, are now moving down to my ass, where he grabs me roughly and with every movement, he grinds me stronger so that we can feel as much of each other as possible. At this point I could even say that we both could only get it done through our dry humping, something I have never managed before, considering that my previous partners even had a hard time getting me to finish at all. But Jungkook is different, he knows exactly what he is doing and how he has to do it, and damn this man could bring me to orgasm just by glancing at me.
"I want you so bad," I breathe against his ear, his face still buried in the crook of my neck, my fingers running through his sweaty hair.
"Then show me how much you want me," he moans, bringing his lips back up to mine, where he bites my lower lip and pulls it painfully slowly between his teeth.
I look lazily into his dark eyes, his lower lip tucked between his teeth, biting as he waits for my next move. I grab the hem of his shirt and pull it over his body in one go, exposing his muscular upper body to my hungry eyes. His chest, slowly glistening with the droplets of sweat building upon it in the light shining through the blacked-out windows of the car, looks so flawless and blank. Like a canvas waiting to be painted by my watering mouth.
I dive my face into the crook of his neck and decorate his unmarked skin with the most beautiful colors of red, purple, and blue. Wherever I see unmarked skin, I place my love bites, for the whole world to see, because I don't care a damn bit. He belongs to me and I belong to him. I feel his hands, which were on my ass to help me grind all the time, playing on the hem of my shirt, showing that he finally wants that unnecessary piece of cloth off my body. I pull back from his neck to allow him to do so and his desperate hands practically rip the thin fabric from my head. His hungry eyes immediately fall on my breasts still covered with my bra and a growl echoes in the car.
"I love red on you" he croaks before his lips land on mine again and he starts playing with the button of my jeans to remove any remaining clothing from our bodies so that we can finally begin what we have both been waiting for.
"Hyung?"
Today, it seems that fate is not upon us, because just as Jungkook wants to get rid of my jeans, the voice of Minho echoes in the workshop and we both jump back from our kiss, our eyes wide and full of shock. We look stupidly around us to comprehend what is happening and Jungkook is the first one who can pull his thoughts together again and has figured out the situation.
"Shit. It's Saturday. I forgot Minho was supposed to come today." Jungkook curses, panic clearly visible in his eyes as he tries to look through the window into the workshop, me still sitting on his lap.
I groan, climbing down from his lap and taking a seat beside him on the back seat. Why is it that today there are always people interrupting us at exactly the wrong moment? I really love Minho, he's sweet and a well behaved boy, but at this very moment, I want to do nothing more than to kick his cute butt for coming here.
"Let's get dressed and just go to him," I say, disappointed and left unsatisfied as I search for my shirt that Jungkook has thrown away somewhere.
"Are you crazy? He will know." Jungkook whisper-shouts with a bewildered look in his eyes.
"What? He won't know, Jungkook. He's only 10 years old."
"That's what you think. He almost snitched on me the one time I was jerking off in the bathroom. He's more wicked than you think."
I laugh at the idea of Jungkook jerking off and being caught by a child and desperately looking for an excuse not to destroy the innocence in the child's head. It's hilarious if you ask me.
"And what are we supposed to do, genius? Stay in here all day long?" I ask skeptically because it makes no sense. We have to get out of the car eventually and make up some excuse so that Minho doesn't get suspicious about what almost happened near him before he interrupted us.
"I'm so screwed." Jungkook simply ignores my question and observes every movement of Minho through the window, his thumb in his mouth where he chews his nail out of anxiety and frustration. "Seokjin is going to kill me."
Desperately contemplating a way out of this labyrinth, the end of which seems always to encounter an option to confront Minho and preserve his innocence as best I can, I look at Jungkook, still looking out the window. The colorful marks I left on his skin a few minutes ago catch my eye and my eyes crawl down to his tough chest, which rises and falls with every breath, his nipples erect by the cool air nipping at his skin and forming the smallest goosebumps. I lick my lips at the sight of his chiseled abdominal muscles and his V, which meets his belt at a point and gives me room for the imagination of what is hidden beneath. His bulge, which I caused and what makes me proud of it, is still visible in his tight pants and an idea jumps into my mind about this man who sits so deliciously and unaware of my thoughts in front of me.
I smirk as I slowly move my fingers up and brush them with the lightest touch over his soft honey skin. The goosebumps intensify and he jumps from the unexpected touch under my fingertips. He turns his head towards me in a quick movement, his eyes questioning as he follows the path of my fingers across his upper body. I watch every reaction, every ponderous breath that leaves his open mouth, the warmth of which hits my face.
"What are you doing?" he asks, his eyes jumping to mine as he realizes where the path of my fingers is traveling.
I don't answer, just continue with my torturing action, because something in me wanted to finish what we have already started. And I don't give a shit if someone catches us, sees us, or hears us. Because I want him. Here and now. My impatient fingers play on his belt and after a few seconds, I manage to open it. But before I can fiddle with the button of his jeans, Jungkook stops me by grabbing my wrist with a light touch.
"We're gonna get caught."
"If you keep quiet, we won't get caught." I gulp, unsure if he likes my bold approach or if he will reject me. But Jungkook seems to be just as desperate and eager as I am because the next thing I know he bites his lip and pulls his hand back from around my wrist. He could easily make me stop, he could be the person who thinks rationally in this situation and doesn't let his lust take over, but this little adrenaline and the excitement of getting caught also seems to conquer his senses as he sinks further into the seat and spreads his legs apart for me.
I smile, getting closer to him and I start kissing a path from his lips down to his neck and across his chest. I also pay attention to his nipples by dragging my tongue over them, which makes Jungkook tense and I whisper a little 'relax baby' to him. He takes a deep breath and I feel his tense muscles surrender to me as I leave more wet kisses down his body. My fingers are working on the stupid button of his jeans, which wants to play well against me as I kiss his abs. I giggle slightly as I notice the little bump in his tummy, which has probably been formed by the food he's eaten and is somehow quite cute and all-natural.
Sometimes I forget that Jungkook is also human and not a Greek sculpture.
An audible hissing sounds in my ears after I have managed to open the button and put the lightest kiss on his clothed bulge, forming my lips into a smirk by the effect I have on him. I look up again into his hooded eyes, which have probably been watching me the whole time, and a slight blush settles on my cheeks at the thought. Considering that I have never given Jungkook head until now, for whatever reason, makes me kind of nervous. The thought of whether he will like it or not leaves my hands trembling but I pull myself together and try as best I can not to show any of it.
First I take off his chunky boots, which fit so well to his style so that I can peel his jeans completely off his body next. That done, my hands next grab the waistband of his underwear and I bite my lower lip as I slowly pull it off his hips and throw it to the other discarded clothes behind me. His erection jumps free and stands proudly and gloriously against his toned abdomen as if it was waiting for me to accept the VIP invitation to the candy shop.
I make myself comfortable between his legs, which he has spread out further for me, leaning with his back between the door and the backrest of the seat and diagonally spreading his right leg across the entire seat and letting the other leg bounce angled in the space between the driver's seat and the back seat, waiting for my next step. I look into his eyes one last time before I start my hopefully enjoyable work. My attention falls on his aroused member, which I observe for the first time from this close up and it somehow intimidates me.
He's not over-dimensional big, but he has a great girth, exactly the perfect size and definitely bigger than any other I have had so far. My mouth starts to water as I gaze at its angry swollen red tip that has been waiting for my attention all this time. A vein that runs from the base at the side of his shaft to his tip is pumped up with his adrenaline flooded blood and I giggle as his member twitches with anticipation. I spit in the palm of my hand, which I next wrap around his shaft, and Jungkook curses under his breath.
The moisture from my spit allows me to stroke the smooth skin with ease and a small amount of precum is already starting to flow out of his slit, giving me more freedom of action from the slickness. A soft moaning sounds from above me and I could swear that I'm already dripping at the sight of Jungkook biting on his lower lip, his head thrown back to suppress the beautiful sounds.
"Fuck." he curses as I start to squeeze his dick more, picking up my pace and stroking him faster.
Not wanting to wait any longer and the rush to finally taste him overpowering me, I open my mouth, licking a path from the base up to his tip with a flat tongue, enjoying the salty taste. He hisses even more, his breath increasing with every second and he looks down at me again, watching my every move with furrowed eyebrows. The lust in his eyes is dark and resembles no other I have experienced so far.
"Suck it, baby."
Following his command, I open my mouth as far as my lips and jaw allow and take him into my mouth as best I can, stroking the rest with my hand. I devote the most attention to his angry tip because that is where most of the nerves are located and so that I can make this experience the best he has tasted so far. His mouth falls into an O shape and his eyes squeeze tightly shut as he tries to pull himself together to avoid getting loud. To be honest, I like the fact that Jungkook squirms under my touch through my torturing and giving pleasure. The soft whimpering and whining to freely enjoy his pleasure makes me feel powerful and dominant. Knowing that I have such power over him excites me more than any other intimate moment we have shared so far.
With each sucking, I bob my head faster and faster, hollowing my cheeks further so that I can take him deeper. I relax my jaw and finally take my hand away from around his shaft, taking almost everything of him. His moans increase in volume and intensity and his breath hitches as I take him down my throat until my nose touches his pelvis.
"Easy, baby. You'll make me come in no time." he groans, his hand pulling my hair into a ponytail behind my head, guiding me up and down and he watches his dick disappearing into the depths of my mouth with every movement. His thighs start to shake and I rub my hands flat on its surface to soothe him while I try to control my gag reflex. A few tears have managed to form at the corners of my eyes and Jungkook cups my face to wipe them away with his thumb while I try to suck him dry.
I notice that he is about to finish because his dick twitches in my mouth and the vein that I feel on my tongue is pulsing with every heartbeat. I do my best to make him finish, eagerly sucking to taste him, but Jungkook pulls himself out of my mouth and I watch him with curious and questioning eyes as he looks for something in the pocket of his jeans. He pulls out his phone, giving me a signal to wait, and I stroke my hand over his shaft with a slow movement while watching him type on his phone.
"I want to be inside you when I come," he says quietly and gestures with his hand out the window. We both were so lost in that moment that I've already forgotten that Minho is still somewhere in the workshop. Jungkook and I watch as he looks at his phone in puzzlement and then through the workshop. I didn't know that he sat down on a small chair near us and did some work while he was waiting for his hyung, who was actually busy getting his dick sucked dry. Minho gets up before he puts the tools away and leaves the workshop in slow steps.
"I don't know why I didn't think of this sooner, but I told him that I don't need him today." Jungkook smiles apologetically and I groan internally because we both weren't smart enough to think of it earlier. But at least this is an experience we had and a drill that let all the excitement flow through our veins.
"Come here" he orders and grabs me by the wrist, pulling me back onto his lap. Although I just sucked him like a lollipop, he doesn't mind as he kisses me, his hands fidgeting at the button of my jeans. After he finally manages to pull the unnecessary material from my legs, which is of course more exhausting in the back seat of a car than you might think, his fingers find their way into my dripping wet underwear.
"You waxed." he realizes and I bite my lip as I see his eyes rolling into the back of his head as he spreads my wetness all over my womanhood and finally finds my clit making me moan.
I stayed at Nora's last night and we had another one of our girls' nights and she insisted on waxing my intimate area. I hope you believe me when I say that this is one of the worst pains you can voluntarily do to your body. It took us an hour, but the pain and time were worth it because it has never been so soft in my life and because I now have my peace of mind for the next few weeks. Shaving always left this stupid bumps. I also chose one of my most attractive pairs of underwear, because yes, I have planned everything.
I slowly pull my panties off my legs, Jungkook watching all my movements with prying eyes, but when I want to take off the last piece of clothing, my bra, his hands stop me. He grabs the cups and drags them under my breasts, making my breasts pop out and look bigger and more inflated, which almost reach his face through our proximity.
"Leave it on. It looks sexy like this."
I shake my head with a big smile on my lips at his will. I've noticed that Jungkook likes my breasts and I always thought that men are either the 'breast type' or 'ass type', but Jungkook seems to be both.
Reaching between our bodies I take his shaft and place it at my entrance, my other hand holding on to his shoulder and we both moan as I slowly lower myself onto him. Our eyes don't turn away from each other while I try to get used to his size for a few seconds, his eyes waiting patiently and reassuring. I have always loved this side of him, he never forces me to do anything, ignores his needs until I feel completely comfortable. That was also the reason why I gave myself to him so quickly.
"You feel so good, babe. You take me so well." he praises me as I start to slowly move up and down on him.
He feels so good inside me, filling me to the brim and reaching into every corner of me, caressing my walls. I grind on his body to give my clit the attention it deserves and aches for, his warmth giving just the right friction and making my pussy swell. I throw my head back with every second my inside gets hotter, with his hands at my waist helping me ride him.
"That's it. Ride that dick, baby."
His praises encourage me to move faster and I lean against his body, my breasts pressed against his chest, my hands in his hair, and my lips all over his glistening neck. His nails dig into the skin on my back and I'm sure that tomorrow I'll still be carrying the evidence from our session.
"I love this dominant side of you. You should be so rough with me more often" his addictive laugh resounds in my ear and I have to laugh myself.
I sit up again, resting my hands back on his strong thighs and occasionally brushing my sweaty hair out of my face. He watches me, his eyes wandering deeper and deeper, over my exposed breasts, over my stomach, and finally to the point where our bodies join together. It's sexy how he watches his dick disappearing in my heat, glistening because of my wetness.
I'm slowly approaching my climax and I also feel Jungkook starting to pulsate and twitch inside me and I bring my fingers to my nipples, pulling on my aroused nubs with my fingertips. The next thing I feel is Jungkook replacing my fingers with his tongue and kneading my other breast with his hand. This man always manages to get me to the cliff and with every passing second, he tries to throw me into the sea of pleasure and satisfaction.
His hips meet mine halfway when I sink down on him and I let him have his fun by propping myself on my knees and giving him room to thrust upwards.
"You fuck me so good, Jungkook." I moan and he speeds up his pace as a result. He enters me faster and faster, digging his fingers into my hip and keeping me in that position. We both moan so loud, I'm sure it can probably be heard throughout the workshop.
The car shakes with our extreme rhythm, the windows steamy because of our warm breath, so that my hand leaves its mark on it as I search for something to hold on to while Jungkook slams into me. I can't think clearly, I can only feel his body and the sensation he creates in me.
I lean forward to take his glossy lips for myself, which he keeps licking and biting, and we kiss, the sound of his sweaty body slapping against mine echoing in our ears, along with the squelch of my juices creating the most stimulating combination. I spasm around his dick and after a few thrusts, the bliss of my orgasm overcomes me as I let out a relieved moan.
Jungkook continues with his thrusts, his orgasm also around the corner and it doesn't take long until thick white ropes of his cum shoot out and paint my inner walls. We both breathe heavily, our breath melting together and I drop my head against his shoulder. We try to catch our breath, Jungkook's hands moving up and down over my back in a soothing manner.
"Are you okay?" he asks after a few minutes and I lift my head, nodding at his question and smiling after his bunny-like teeth appear.
"That was truly the best we had." he winks at me, which makes me blush a little. "You are indeed a dangerous woman."
"You make me feel like one." I tease, referring to our first meeting in the bar whereupon he flashes me his warmest smile and caresses my cheek with his thumb.
"By the way, I just remembered that tomorrow the guys and I will hang out together in the evening. It's a tradition of ours, we do it once a month, drinking and eating and stuff. Join us."
"I don't know, isn't it strange when I'm the only woman disturbing your guys' evening?" I contemplate somewhat insecure.
"You're not disturbing," he reassures me by tucking a strand of hair behind my ear, whereupon I give him a little 'okay'. I really like the boys very much and at the barbecue, on Jungkook's birthday, I immediately grew fond of them. They are loud, but they are playful, nice and you can have a lot of fun with them. I smile at the memory of how Nora's and my cheeks hurt from all the laughing.
Realizing that we are still butt-naked and Jungkook is still deep inside me, having become soft again, I slowly lift myself up from his lap and pull him out of me, with a soft moan leaving my mouth. A great amount of cum drips out of me, running down my inner thigh and landing on Jungkook's leg and car seat.
"You'll clean that up." I laugh and Jungkook whines in agony.
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A/N: I'm sorry for this chapter lol. I need holy water