Both of them were panting hard, chests heaving, skin slick with sweat and spit and cum. Tae’s thighs trembled around Jungkook’s hips, her pussy still fluttering from the last orgasm, dripping onto his abs. His cock lay heavy against her thigh — thick, veiny, glistening with her juices and his own precum, still rock-hard and throbbing like it hadn’t just been worshipped twice.

Tae looked up at him with glassy, desperate eyes. Her voice came out wrecked, needy, almost broken.