Just Blame Me

21

Even as Lisa landed on the bed, she still didn't understand how things had come to their present state.

Jungkook was blocking her mouth with his passionate kisses, and even though she wanted to push the man away, she wasn't nearly as strong as him.

In a trance, she heard the sound of her stockings ripping. As the two of them kissed, there were fewer and fewer clothes on their bodies.

The feeling of skin on skin excited her and Lisa couldn't help stretching her body.

After Jungkook had his fill, he finally released her lips and pulled out a small, colorful box from beneath his pillow. Lisa watched with misty eyes as he put on a condom. Seemingly at the end of the road, she said, "Didn't you say... you wanted to talk...?"

"Yes." Jungkook bent his lower body and reached his slender fingers into her dark hair until he found her forehead. "Rather than communicating with words, I like to let my body do the speaking."

Lisa, "...."

Her lips were bright red from Jungkook's kisses. They opened slightly, as if wanting to say something, but Jungkook took the opportunity to go in for another deep kiss.

The last of her clothes were removed, and Jungkook took advantage of her distracted state to move into her body.

"Oh..." The suddenly strange feeling made Lisa frown in discomfort. Jungkook's hand moved to her chest as he continued to kiss her, scattering away her attention.

"Does it hurt a lot?" He lifted his head slightly, his eyes shining and his breathing heavy. Lisa took a few breaths and then looked at him. She said, "It's a bit better than last time..."

Jungkook kissed her along her neck, down to her collarbone, no longer suppressing his desires.

After Lisa climaxed, the two of them laid on the bed, panting. Jungkook embraced Lisa from behind and pushed away her long hair as he started to kiss her back.

When Lisa recovered her breath, she turned her body to look at Jungkook. "Can we discuss something?"

Jungkook hugged her again and kissed her nose. "What is it?"

His voice still carried a lustful tone as he spoke to Lisa. She steadied her state of mind and looked at him. "Can you not tear my stockings next time? Can't you just take them off properly?"

Jungkook paused, slightly taken aback. He obviously hadn't expected for her to say that. He chuckled and looked at her, a playful look in his eyes. "But aren't women's stockings made to be torn?"

"......Who told you that!" Were all men's minds this filthy?! With all his tearing, she'd never have enough stockings!

As if seeing through her thoughts, Jungkook laughed and said to her, "Don't worry, I'll have someone buy a couple thousand pairs later."

Lisa, "......That's not the point! Do you have to tear the stockings?"

"Mm, it gives me pleasure."

Lisa, "...."

Which eye went blind at the start that she thought he was a gentleman with self-restraint?!