Missing part 3

Inside Jungkook and Yn's locked bedroom, the heavy curtains were drawn shut and the windows sealed tight, shutting out the rest of the world. Heavy moonlight filtered through the dim room, illuminating the scattered clothes on the floor and the us3d c0nd__s lying across the nightstand.

The air was thick with h*at, heavy br3athing, and pure devotion.

Jungkook moved d33ply inside Yn, his broad b-dy hover!ng over hers, sl!ck with sw3at. He was driving her completely out of her mind, his large hands gripping her h!ps tightly as he maintained a slow, agonizingly deliberate pace.

"J-Jungkook... please," Yn whimpered, her knuckles white as she clutched the bedsheets. Her head rolled back against the pillows, tears of pl3asure threatening to spill over. "Please... f!ll me up... I need it..."

Jungkook smirked down at her, his dark eyes burn!ng with poss3ss!ve sat!sfaction. Instead of giving her what she wanted, he slowed his movements down even more, barely sliding !n and 0ut, deliberately keeping her right on the agonizing edge of her cl!max.

"Not yet baby," he rasped, his voice rough and deep in the quiet room. "You don't get to come until I say so."

Yn let out a pathetic, frustrated whine, her b-dy arching up to meet his, d3sperate for the deep, h*rd thr*sts that would bring her relief. But Jungkook mercilessly pulled his l3ngth entirely out of her.

"No!" Yn whined aloud, her hands instantly reaching for his wa!st to pull him back down. "Jungkook no don't stop!"

Jungkook chuckled low in his chest, a d*rk, d@ngerous sound. "Look at my needy little wife... you want this so f--k--g bad, don't you, hmm?"

Instead of plung!ng back inside, he held her th!ghs wide apart and gently rubb3d the t!p of his l3ngth against her swoll3n f•lds, t3asing her entrance, painting her with her own w-tness without giving her the depth she was screaming for.

Yn's h!ps buck3d helplessly against the mattress. "Yes! Yes, please, Jungkook!"

"B3g for it properly, Yn," he commanded d!rty, his thumb sliding up to strok3 her cl!t just enough to drive her insane. "Tell me exactly what you want your husband to do to you."

"Please... f__k me!" Yn gasped out, completely str!pped of her usual shyness. "Us3 me Jungkook... f!ll me with your c*m please!"

Sat!sfied with her d3sperate words, Jungkook's smirk turned w!ld.

"That's my good girl," he growled.

In one swift, powerful motion, he slammed all the way back !ns!de her, bury!ng himself to the h!lt. Yn shrieked out a loud, br3athless mo@n as he immediately locked a fast, brutal rhythm into her, his h!ps poπnd!ng merc!lessly against hers, f!lling the silent room with the loud, w-t sound of their bodies clashing together.

"F__k, Yn... you feel so t!ght around me," he growled, k!ss!ng her d33ply, drowning out her loud whimpers as he drove her higher and higher.

He didn't hold back, pushing her b-dy to the absolute limit until the coil !nside her finally snapped. Yn's walls clamped down violently around him as her o*gasm ripped through her frame. The intense friction drove Jungkook over his own edge-with a low, guttural roar, he drove deep one last time and rel3ased his heavy warmth d33p !nside her.

They collapsed together onto the mattress, completely spent, their chests heaving in unison as the quiet returned to the dark room.