Jungkook rolled suddenly, flipping her beneath him again. The mattress groaned as he pinned her wrists above her head. His cock, still slick with her juices, pressed hot against her stomach. "Filthy?" He nipped her lower lip. "You begged for my tongue in your ass." Tae's blush burned down to her collarbones. "Shut up—"

He didn't. Instead, he guided her legs around his waist and sank into her with one smooth thrust. Tae gasped, her nails biting into his shoulders. "Fuck," Jungkook groaned, hips flush against hers. "Still so tight." He withdrew slowly—just enough to make her whimper—then slammed back in. Tae arched, her breasts bouncing wildly.