"Tell me, baby." Her breath hitched, and she swallowed. And then, she spoke. "Jungkook. I want it raw. I want to feel everything—everything you're feeling, everything you're thinking—everything you want to do to me." 

 But I knew exactly what she needed. I kissed her again, but this time it was different. It was deeper, more intense, my tongue sliding into her mouth, claiming her. Her hands clutched at me, her nails digging into my skin. And suddenly, it was like the dam had broken. My eyes roamed over her, drinking in every inch of her, the way her breasts rose and fell with each ragged breath she took, the way her legs trembled slightly.