How many of you all felt personally victimized by Jeon Jungkook?

I did on different degrees, why because he has decided to make my life a living hell even in my dreams.

I woke up last night heaving trying to catch my breath, covered by sweat. My whole body was burning feeling between my thighs.

So I had a very perfect and genius idea to end my suffering. Yes ladies and gentlemen let me introduce you to the only person who is going to help me with it. Not a wise choice.

My one and only who got my back

ALCOHOL.

Saving myself from drowning in lust from that Son of Adonis.

One glass and two glasses that continued until I downed the whole bottle. Plugging my phone to the Bluetooth cord if speakers.

I played the music which perfectly fitted my current mood, slow and sensual.

Hoping I would get the courage to finally put the vibator in use, that was the main reason I decided to get wasted.

The tension between us kept on increasing, the need to have his hand on my hot body was increasing, so high.

When he stands too close to me I just want to just press my body to him.

Fuck Feels so good to just think about that.

"What the hell is going on here?".

Oh here is his rough low voice just the way I love.

"Mia".

Oh I just like that I want it to keep calling me, now my imagination feels so real I might be going crazy that I am hearing his voice.

I just take a sip of my drink thinking about all the things he could do to me.

Suddenly the music was cut off. I turned, almost annoyed but the sight in front of me was so amorous. There stood Jeon Jungkook in his tight Jeans his thighs god, his loose shirt hiding a hard beautiful body underneath it. His body is so insane.

He was the one who took the cord off the Bluetooth looking at me.

"I rang the bell but you didn't hear it so I came in but still you didn't seem to notice me. Would you mind telling me what the hell you are doing blasting the music and wait are you drinking".

He quickly took the glass out of my hand as I just giggled at him.

"Nope I am not drinking that Apple Juice".

He looked at me amused, I stood up and walked to the speaker switching it on again.

Music filled the room. I walked towards him as sensuously as possible , I pulled him in the middle of the living room turning my back on him.

Leaning onto him, my head rests on his broad shoulder, bringing his hand on my stomach.

I started to move my body slowly to the beat.

"What are you doing?". His voice low, his lips brushed as he spoke. His cool breath fanned my ear.

I ignored him continuing to move my hips, I leaned more into him and grinded against him, he went stiff behind me, his hands tightening around my waist.

"You are drunk Mia, you should stop".

But his body was telling me otherwise. Without listening I just grinded hard against him throwing my arms around his neck pulling his face towards my neck.

His breath quickened so did mine, his warm hard body against me. I wonder what else is hard.

His lips lightly moved I felt him take a long breath before he once again moved his lips but this time parting it as he kissed the side of my neck.

My breath hitched his warm lips on my neck. I needed to feel it more so I moved my neck to give him more access.

I gripped his hair, tugging it a little as he let out a groan. I bit my lip and swallowed the whimper. His lips felt so heavenly as he lightly nibbled. I wanted to feel his hands on my body, his hands in places I never let myself or any other man touch it. His burning touch on his lips was only in my mind.

His hands tightened around me pulling me at the same as pushing me away . I know trying to think rationally taking advantage of a drunk girl.

First I am not drunk, just tipsy and second am I going to regret it no way in hell I am going to and third who would ever let this opportunity go.

Maybe he would because the next moment he removed his body off me. Standing at a safe distance.

I turned ready to scream at him annoyedly I was beyond horny to think rationally fuck it what is Rationality any way. Virtue I threw them out of the window the very moment I saw him.

"It's wrong Mia you will regret it" —I was going to tell him I would not but he was maybe expecting it as he gave me a look to let him speak.

I sighed annoyed as he continued "Maybe not now but you already hate me I don't want you to hate me more so its better you go to sleep you look tired too".

Now he mentioned it I felt a little tired mentally and physically and needy too. I just grumbled a curse under my breath as I let him take me to the room. I didn't protest because why even for a while I could be in his embrace even on his side.

For some reason I feel cold without him, more than that I don't want him to leave my side.

But today my horny side was in charge. She just wouldn't listen as we reached my bedroom. I leaned against the wall pulling him towards me.

He looked surprised but he was not ready for what was going to come next. I pushed my body up towards him, his eyes bore into me. He just looked at me waiting to see what I was going to do.

I rest my hand on his stomach. Oh holy shit this hard I had an urge to poke and see whether it's real or not but that was not what I had my mind on.

I let it travel slowly down and down until my fingers touched his belt. He didn't react, he just watched me desire a present in his eyes but still didn't make a move.

Impressive.

Let's see how long it lasts, holding his belt I tried to take it off before I could a hand caught my wrists pinning my hands behind my back as my chest pressed more into his lean chest.

My shirt, my plain, and the bra underneath wouldn't do much work. I thought the feeling would be uncomfortable, hard body on soft but no it felt so good. My hardened nipple brushed against me and I bit my lip. I know he felt it too.

Why is he not saying or doing anything? Just his eyes told me everything I needed to know. His gaze sent a shiver down my spine.

"Enough of this, go to the bed now". His voice was firm and filled with authority.

So fucking hot Dear lord forgive me for my sins I am about to do.

I smiled at him and said a small okay. He looked at me suspiciously and he loosened his grip on me.

I walked towards the bed removing my oversized shirt on the way. Living me with my flimsy undergarments.

He turned to check but with a horrified expression on his face seeing me sitting on my bed, legs wide-spread with my undergarments.

He let out a deep growl as I slowly let my hands move down on my belly, caressing it slowly before moving all the way down until I reached the tip of my underwear.

He moved so fast as he came and hovered over me taking my hands so I won't do anything. I just chuckled. I wanted to laugh so much. I am really drunk I guess.

"What do you think you are doing? Have you lost your mind?".

"What I am, touching myself?" I said innocently "Just trying to relieve my stress I am sexually frustrated".

I grinned at him like a Cheshire cat he growled "Don't play with me".

I was being so shameless now but I didn't care. I leaned up and whispered "But you love it don't you? Don't you want to touch me?".

I was so satisfied with myself as his eyes turned so dark ready to devour me. But much to my disappointment he pushed me up until my head falled on the pillow pulling covers over my body. Covering as much he can.

He was getting out of the bed but my hands shot up quickly "No stay I wont try anything please stay".

I must have sounded too vulnerable because he looked at me for a minute contemplating whether he should run or stay from a mad woman who was throwing herself on him and groping him for hours.

How ever crazy it might be he sighed and came beside me and I happily throwed my arms on him snuggling to his side.

Hesitatingly he put his arm around me pulling me close.

I relaxed in his arms. All the scandalous thoughts I was having a second ago disappeared as I felt comfort in his arms as I drifted to dream land.