Kook crashed his mouth against hers in a deep, filthy kiss. His tongue shoved straight into her mouth, letting her taste her own squirt as he devoured her like a starving man. Tae moaned into it, her small hands grabbing his wet shirt, kissing him back just as hungrily, tongues sliding wet and messy, spit dripping down her chin.

When he finally pulled back, strings of saliva connecting their lips, Kook smirked darkly. “You taste so fucking good when you squirt, baby. But I’m not done with you yet.” He stepped back just enough to start stripping, peeling off his soaked shirt first, revealing his tall, muscled body—broad shoulders, ripped abs glistening with rain and sweat, hard pecs, and those deep V-lines disappearing into his pants. Tae’s eyes went wide, drooling openly as she stared. He was built like a god.