Y/n's Pov
Jungkook helps me up as we reach the yacht, he grabs my waist and pulled me up. I feel his excitement as he held me closer to his body. We are on the deck aboard the yacht.
"Go take a shower, I have something special for you tonight." He whispers as he undoes my life vest. Jungkook's voice is silky.
"Special? What is it?" I asked him with excitement, who knows what's so special. Jungkook is a man full of surprise.
"Well, something definitely will be fun for you and me." He whispers as he hugs me from behind. "Come, let's get clean up, baby. I'm damn hungry."
"Yeah me too..." I nod enthusiastically while glance over my shoulder at him, and there's the ghost of a smile playing on his lips.
"Yeah, hungry for you..."
Damn you, Jeon Jungkook!
He smirks as he leads me across the deck and through the doors into the plush, beautifully appointed main salon, along with a narrow corridor, through the dining room and down the stairs there's is the main master cabin.
The cabin has been cleaned since this morning and the bed made. It's a lovely room, with two portholes on the both of the starboard and port sides, it's elegantly decorated in white and gold furniture with cream walls and soft furnishings in gold and black.
Jungkook releases me from his hug, pulls his sleeveless shirt over his head, and tosses it onto a chair right beside him. He looks at me and slightly smirks.
"Why aren't you disrobe, Baby, aren't you gonna take a bath?"
"Yes, I'm..."
He lightly laughs as he steps out of his flip-flops and removes his shorts followed by his trunks in one graceful move. He's completely naked now.
Oh, my sweet kookie, Will I ever tire of looking at him naked? He is utterly gorgeous and all mine. His skin glows- he's caught the sun too, and his hair a bit moist, flopping over his forehead.
What am I? A mushroom here? I can't take my eyes off of him, he got this magnet aura since in high school.
He turns his back on me... I instantly flush, his juicy butt. I staring at his butt like a pervert. I didn't realize that he was right in front of me now but with a towel hanging low around his waist.
No more naked Jungkook with a juicy butt.
Jungkook grasps my chin, pulling slightly so that I stop biting my lip and run his thumb along my lower lip.
"Why just staring even though you can touch it and feel me, baby. You can do more than that if you wanted too."
"I'm not staring..." I'm flustered.
"Sure, suit yourself, Mrs. Jeon, wanna join me?" He strokes my cheek with his index finger, trailing it down to my mouth.
"J-join what?" I stammered.
He leans in as if to kiss me. "Join me for a nice warm shower?" he says, his voice low, and I felt the inferno inside of me already exploded.
I open my mouth to answer but can't think of a good response... and then his mouth is covering mine.
He's instantly deep... hungry, causing mini explosions of heat all over like fireworks.
All my reserve and shyness dissipate as I pull his head closer, kissing back just as ravenously.
Before I know it, half of my sundress is off and he's pinning my body into the mattress with his.
His hard muscles fitting like a glove to my curves... And suddenly I want to feel more...
I lift my arms and take off my shirt. Jungkook stops dead, eyes wide as he takes my body in.
His eyes get a wolfish glint and his chest heaves, biceps powerful looking as he's propped over me.
And with that, he's back kissing me, fervor at new heights, his hot skin searing mine. He trails kisses down my neck and sides - everywhere, and I'm on fire.
I can feel just how much he wants to go further, I'm only covered by the two-pieces clothes didn't help much.
He slips off my bikini bottom through the length of my legs before I take off the bikini tops. I'm completely naked.
I gasp audibly, more blazing fire crackling through from my stomach through every vein.
His hands move from my legs to my arms, touching a shoulder and purposely brush his fingers against my hard nipples.
A heated silence follows as his finger-tips glide down both my arms and smoothly move to encircle on my stomach - right above my exposed sex.
"You're all mine, only me can see you naked like this and you'll scream my name, begging for more." His voice is a raspy, deep timbre.
"I'm all yours, Mr. Jeon... Take me, Jeon Jungkook... Play with me..." I whisper.
Warning! Mature content.
"I will play with you, Mrs. Jeon, but remember don't put a blame on me when you forget how to walk in the next morning." He smirks as he gets off of me and strides over to the wardrobe that was in the room, located right next to the bathroom door, houses his clothes.
There's a pair of a metal handcuff in his hands as he makes his ways toward me. Where did he even get that?
I glance quickly and nervously at the bed. He will handcuff me? He gazes steadily at me, his eyes are dark and luminous.
"I borrow this from Jimin, but now it's mine and I will never return it back to him after what I use it for. These can be quite painful so don't pull too hard, baby." He holds up the handcuff. "Even so, I really want to use them on you, baby."
Holy Jeez! My mouth goes dry.
"Let me put it on for you, baby." He stalks gracefully forward.
"I never knew you're into this kinky shit." My voice wavering.
"Well, you should learn your lesson, baby. Never disobey me, I told you not to be topless in public but you still defy me. You leave me no choice but to teach you a lesson that you will never forget."
He strokes my cheek with his index finger, trailing it down to my mouth. He leans in as if to kiss me.
"Are you ready to play with me, Mrs. Jeon?" He says, his voice low and everything in my body heads south as desire unfurls deep in my belly.
"Yes, Mr. Jeon Jungkook..." I breathe.
He smiles and plants a feather-light kiss on my forehead. "You've been a bad girl today." He runs his nose down to mine - the only contact between us.
"This is not going to hurt you, it will be intense. Very intense, because I'm not going to let you move a muscle. You got me?"
"Oh my God, Jungkook... You make me feel desperate."
"That's what I want, baby."
This is so kinky and sounds so hot. My breathing is too loud. I'm panting already. My inner goddess has her sequins and my eyes flick down to his arousal.
My heart starts pounding as he is going to attaches the handcuff around my wrist. Taking my left hand, he snaps a cuff around my wrist then repeat the process with my right.
He caught my free legs guide it to wrap around his hips before he took off his towel the only cloth that barricades between his sex and mine.
I blink at him as he reaches down, lifts my chin and plants a soft wet kiss on my lips. I'm so aroused... And I know he's too.
"Are you ready, baby?"
"Y-yes..." My voice is barely audible.
"Good girl..." Jungkook breathes, "I'm going to fuck you till you scream my name." He kisses my inner thigh and I want to squirm beneath him, but I can't. He holds my legs tightly and I cannot straighten my legs.
The cuffs tighten as I pull against them. He pulls my ankles apart and I groan.
"Ah!" I sigh. This is going to be tense... He's right this will be very tense.
"Shhh... Baby." He soothes. "You're so fucking beautiful, being handcuff like this."
I groaned frustrated. He's teasing me, I can't grind my hips against him or responding to his touch with a rhythm of my own. I cannot move. I moan pulling on my restraints.
"J-jungkook! Please..." I cry. But I really don't care.
"You drive me crazy, y/n!" He whispers. "So it's payback time, I'm going to drive you crazy, Mrs. Jeon y/n." He's resting on me now, his weight on his elbows and he turns his attention to my breasts.
Biting, sucking, rolling my nipples between his fingers and thumbs, driving me wild. He doesn't stop. It's maddening. His erection pushes against me.
"J-jungkook... Please..." I beg and feel his triumphant smile against my skin.
"Do you want me, baby?"
"Yes!" I beg.
"Tell me..." He murmurs, his breathing harsh, and he teases me once more.
"I want you..." I whimper. "Please."
I hear his soft sigh against my ear. "And I'm all yours, have me you will, baby."
He rears up and slams into me. I scream, tilting my head back as he hits my sweet spot and I am all sensation, everywhere - a sweet, sweet agony and I cannot move.
He stills the circles his hips and the motion radiates deep inside me. "Am I feel good inside of you, y/n?"
"Y-yes... So good!"
He circles deep inside of me again, ignoring my plea, easing out slowly and then slamming into me again.
"I can't hear you..." He hisses and I vaguely aware that it's through gritted teeth.
I cry out in an incoherent wail. This is too much.
"Fucking tell me, y/n."
"Jungkook. . ."
"Answer me clear and loud."
He slams into me again, thrusting so deep and I'm building. The feeling is so intense - it swamps me, spiraling out from deep within my belly.
"You're so fucking good inside of me, Jungkook!" I cry out. "Too much pleasure! Please, Jungkook!"
He groans loudly and thrusts deep, again and again, over and over and I am lost, trying to absorb the pleasure. It's mind-blowing.
"That's it I wanted to hear!" Jungkook growls. "Feel it, baby! You're so fucking tight!"
I screamed loudly as my orgasm rips me apart, scorching through me like a wildfire, consuming everything. My body left pulsing and shaking.
And I'm aware that Jungkook kneels, still inside me, pulling me upright onto his lap. He clutches my head with one hand and my back with another and he comes violently inside of me while my insides continue to tremble with the aftershock.
It's draining, it's exhausting but yet a lot of pleasure and it's like heaven and hell at the same time. He's right, this is fun for both of us.
Jungkook lays me back on the bed and kisses me. He kisses my eyes, my nose, my cheeks. He kisses away the tears clutching my face in between his hands.
"I love you, Mrs. Jeon y/n." He breathes.
"I- love you too..." I answer.