FINALE • Part 3

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She moaned and begged his name multiple times while he fucked her stupid. Her own hips moved with his in search of the maximum possible pleasure. She curled her legs with his and moved harder and harder, making him whimper and arch under her, flushed with the veins in his neck popping up.

"Ah, please, please, please," she mumbled lost and dizzy, so damn close. "Jungkook-"

Her voice hitched.

She finally exploded in waves of pleasure when she looked down and found him sweaty and blushed with a tremendous expression of pleasure, from his furrowed defined brows, pierced eyes on her body, to his parted lips. He threw his head back and thrust into her harder, making a smacking noise that echoed across the room just as her moans when she was orgasming did.

Jungkook made her shiver and scream more then because he didn't stop and pushed her against her mattress, taking her hips to have her lifted to the height of his hard and wet cock going in and out of her, rubbing her clit with his thumb in powerful circles.

He was thrusting hard inside her, so hard and brushing the right spot to make her legs twitch that she was getting out of breath and dizzy. A new climax was growing in her burning pussy. He was breathing fast and moaning at her, encouraging her to come one more time until she did. Lisa threw her head back and twisted with pleasure, her pussy squeezed tightly around Jungkook's cock and her voice was cut in a sharp hitch.

He dropped onto her body and kissed her, growling into her mouth as he came.

Lisa felt every twitch his cock made inside her, pouring every jet of cum till she was dripping, full to the brim.

Jungkook pushed a few more times and buried his face in her neck, gasping and groaning because he had just experienced so much pleasure that it was robbing his sanity.

They both ended up panting and hugging, seeking to calm down even though it took them long minutes.

The silence grew between them comfortably and after a while, Lisa finally realized that her head was at the foot of the bed, so close to the edge that much of her hair was hanging down.

For some reason, she just laughed. He really fucked her stupid.

"What's so funny?" Jungkook raised his head, showing her a lazy smile.

She stroked his smooth skin with her fingers, brushing the mole under his lips, and shook her head. "Nothing. I'm just happy I guess"

"Hmm," he muttered and pecked her lips. "I'm happy too"

"Well, we're pretty good at sex, right?" she teased but he frowned a little, shaking his head.

"No"

"We're not?" Lisa was surprised, propping herself on her elbows and thus pushing him back.

Jungkook snorted and cradled her cheek. "No, I mean, sex is good but it's not the reason why I am happy," he explained softly.

"You're not making this better, Jungkook. You didn't like this?" she questioned, already honestly confused and a little defensive.

He didn't look like he didn't like it a few seconds ago when he was practically whining for her.

Jungkook shook his head more saying no. "No! Of course, I liked sex, there's no way I didn't like it," he said as if she were crazy for thinking that way.

"Then don't say no when you have to say yes," she whined annoyed.

Maybe she was right, although she couldn't blame him. His thoughts were a little blurry right now.

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