Yn's pov:-

For one little second I feel like he's going to kiss me but his lips meet the spot adjoining my neck to my shoulders.

I heave a sigh as my hands move up to his arms, caressing the firm muscle beneath my fingertips toward his shoulders.

I tangle my hands in his hair as his ministrations continue around my neck. Soft kisses, gentle bites and the suction on the skin makes me moan a little.

Closing my eyes, I relish his mouth on mine, the water dripping down our body, adds to the carnality of the situation.

A sigh as his lips move down from my neck, toward my chest. My hands get tightened in his hair, my breathing accelerates as his lips move to the part of me, hidden from the outside world.

"So sweet, little girl." He whispers against my wet skin before his lips glide down to the swollen flesh on my chest. Taking a little flesh between his lips, he sucks and blows on it, making the shiver spread all over my body and pool around my core.

New burns adding to the old ones.

His left hand leaves its position from behind and captures my breast as his lips engulf the hard, raised pink flesh of my aroused nipple on my other breast.

I give out a mewl of pleasure from the burn and the sensations on my skin. His cóck twitches against my tummy.

My right hand leaves his hair, moves south toward his length, pressed flat against my stomach.

My hand reaching for him, makes him put a little distance between us.

I take his massive length in my hand, my thumb barely touching the tip of my longest finger.

That's...thick. My inner girl gasps.

I look up at him, his eyes taking in my movements carefully, the usual calm shade of olive is darker than usual.

Almost black.

I look back at his girth on my hand, barely fitting my fist.

I've never seen a real penis. Let alone touch one.

My sled consciousness gets the best of me.

Shaking all the stupid thoughts, I stroke his length, slowly.

"Jesus Christ!" Jungkook hisses, throwing his head back a little.

Should I kiss it? I ask my inner girl.

She doesn't respond, lost in her own orgasmic pleasure.

I look up at the Don again, peering beneath my lashes. He looks at my actions, intently.

Keeping my eyes on him, I sink to my knees, on the wet bathroom floor. If possible his member guests are more rigid and erect.

It makes me smile, still stroking it with my hand, I place a kiss on the tip, making him curse out loud.

Cautiously, I engulf his big head in my mouth. His hands immediately get tangled in my hair.

The salty-musk taste leaves me a little confused. I take him further in, rolling my tongue around the length and withdrawing until the tip is only in my mouth.

"Holy fuck!" He gasps lost in his own ecstasy.

I smile with his tip in my mouth, taking it like a lollipop, I suck, running my tongue over and over, in circles before taking in two thirds of his length again, before I start gagging.

"Shit! Fuck!" He curses and guides me at his pace, through his length, grabbing the back of my head, tightly.

In seconds, I am gagging and bobbing my head up and down in a furious motion. My only aim...to please.

I start to get a hold of him and fasten my pace but abruptly he pulls out his cóck from my mouth making a popping sound.

I look up at him, peering over my lashes, he has his member in a grip and stroking the length in furious pace, never leaving my eyes. I look down at his hand, it even looks large engulfed in his hand, the big pole starts to twitch as Jungkook gives away an animalistic growl before strings of white sticky liquid erupts from his swollen tender tip landing on the floor, some on my breast and thighs.

Talk about porono

He sighs once his girth starts to soften.

I look up at him, a look of surprise and triumph over my features.

You just gave your first blow job.

Congratulations! My inner girl mocks in a clapping motion.

Thanks. My jaw hurts. I give her the finger.

Hooking his hands under my arms, he pulls me to my feet, a sly grin spread along his carnal features. "Naughty girl. Aren't you?" He asks in a whisper. I bite my lower lip to prevent the grip spreading on my face. "My turn." He says before slamming me to the wet shower wall.

About fucking time!

Nudging my legs open against the shower wall, he gets between them. Kneeling he starts kissing my tummy moving south, taking his sweet time for each little kiss. Little bite.

"Mmmhm." I whine at his steadiness.

"Hold on, piccolo." He admonishes as he reaches the junction on my thighs, nibbling softly at the flesh, he blows tenderly. I give away another whine of impatience. He chuckles.

Kissing the triangle on the untouched part of my body he goes a little bit lower, now in full contact with my swollen wet, lower lips. Taking one between his lips, he draws the flesh in before releasing the flesh.

I whimper at the lost contact and in return a sharp slap lands on the center of my core.

I cry out in the sudden force of pain.

"Be quiet." He grits his teeth.

"Mmhmm." I whimper.

With his fingers he separates my folds and the sensitive flesh comes in contact with his finger tips. "Baby, you're wet." He grunts, rubbing my little projection of flesh in a circle.

I smell again. He spanks my püssy once more, I cry out again from the sting but he doesn't wait, before I recover he buries his face in me, slurping on my juices, making the most delicious sound a mouth can make, while moaning in delicacy.

I grab his head with one of my hands and the other remains planted on the shower wall.

With his mouth on me, and one finger prodding my tender flesh and rubbing it, I feel the muscle on my tummy tighten.

"Oh." I moan.

"Don't come yet." He orders but there is nothing I can do to keep myself steady. My head trashes from side to side as he keeps lapping on my flesh.

My82%

"Please."

"Please, what baby?" He asks.

"No." I cry out, frustrated from the lost contact of his mouth.

"Oh baby. You wanna come?" He asks deliberately, teasing the soft flesh of my thighs.

The burning of my stomach slowly disappears.

"Yes." I whine.

"Beg." He smirks.

My jaw hits the floor.

Beg? My inner girl snorts.

"Beg for it, and I'll let you come." He places a kiss on my wet hot heat.

The burn returns as I squirm against his touch. "Please. Please let me...come." I close my eyes.

"You can do better, piccolo."

"I've been a good girl, please? Please let me come. I need it so bad." I bite my lip hoping it'd do

"Well...not up to my mark. But it'll do."

In no time his mouth is back on my püssy, lapping up the heat, sucking, licking, nibbling.

My hands tighten around his hair as I pull his head closer, almost trying to put his face inside me as I cry out his name crying out loud as an Earth shattering orgasm hits me.

After we are all washed and clean, Jungkook wraps a towel around his waist and uses another to dry me. My jelly legs make it hard to stand up straight so I grab his arms for support.

Clean and dried, he carries me to bed, eyelids almost dropping from the tiredness coming from activities earlier.

"Did you get my candies?" I ask just as he slips under the cover after pulling up a pair of boxer briefs.

"What candy?" He asks, turning me to face him briefly.

"What candy?" He asks turning me to face him

I'm so tired. My inner girl yawns.

I yawn.

"Candies you said you'd get me?"

That's a lie. My inner girl accuses me.

"I did?" He caresses my wet hair.

I nod.

Jungkook pov:-

She slept peacefully snuggled against the cover, hair sprawled on the pillow.

I trace lines on her cheek, having not the slight intention to wake her up. She stirs and moves her cheek from my reach.

It was almost dinner time and my father would be arriving soon.

Diego was back from Italy after three months. Father thought it was a nice time to have a family dinner. Besides, he was excited to see the girl I have settled for.

He loves the girls.

I caress her unclothed back, as a motion to wake her up, a peaceful sound escapes her pretty mouth as she snuggles farther into the sheets.

"Sweet, you have to wake up." I scratch her scalp.

"Later." She mumbles.

"It's almost time for dinner." I trace the length of her spine.

The more I touch her, the less it feels. The need to touch and caress and hold her increases.

"I don't wanna eat." She huffs.

"Get up, Yn." My voice shows my impatience.

With a huff like a child she sits up, the sheets pooling on her waist leaving her bare body uncovered to my eyes.

"We have an hour before dinner." I say, turning her to face me.

Her eyes puffy, lips protruding into a pout. "Why can't we eat here?" She whines.

"You want to make my father feel disrespected?" I ask.

Her eyes get wide as soccer balls. "He's..."

"Yes. He'll be joining us for dinner. You can get ready now."

She sits in her position for a moment before rushing to the bathroom. All in her naked innocence. I hear the water start on the sink.

I stay on the bed, texting Ariana about papa's arrival. Ariana and Eunwoo arrived in the late evening, from London.

I keep telling them to settle down here but Eunwoo, like the crack head he is, is hell bent on living in London. He says he has a 'life' there.

He more or less works like a slave in the hospital. They don't see days or nights to put him on call or in an emergency.

Ariana wants to settle down in Italy but Eunwoo won't leave London. And I feel they should just settle here and not leave.

We have a big house big enough to fit more than four people. It will be basically no trouble but, he's older and 'wiser' he can do what he likes and we have no right to interfere.

At least that's what papa says.

Yn walks out wearing a towel around herself.

I walk into the bathroom, wash myself up and walk into the closet.

Yn stands wearing a pair of dust pink satin panties and a matching bra.

Sneaking up from behind, I wrap myself around her, my left hand gliding down to cup her soft warm heat.

She gives away a little gasp of surprise. I rub my nose along the length of her neck, she squirms.

"Let go." She wines. "We don't want your papa to feel disrespected."

Smart mouth.

I release her before pulling out a random white shirt and black ripped jeans.

Yn picks out a floral cotton dress and holds it against her body, examining how it looks, standing before the full length mirror inside the closet.

"Why did you buy so many?" She huffs looking through the racks furiously. "Why is everything so fancy?"

"Just pick a dress out." I roll my eyes at her.

She's such a small girl.

A girl who gave me the best blowjob ever.

Just thinking about it makes it hard.

Such a hot, wet little mouth.

Sighing and huffing Yn pulls a plain cotton white dress with off shoulder full sleeves. It's plain and comparatively long, falling below her knees by several inches.

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