Chapter 3 Three

Seokjin shut his eyes closed, his hands shaking.

"Oh.. oh, gosh!" he moaned out.

He's all naked. He's on his knees, his ass sticking up to the air feeling the older's tongue in and out of his hole making his thighs trembled because of over stimulation.

He gritted his teeth as he tried to suppress his moan when Jungkook slapped his ass for a couple of times before kneading it with both of his hands.

The older then kissed his lower back giving it kitten licks until he reached the stripper's nape, his hands jerking off Seokjin's dick in a very slow pace.

"P.. please, please. Faster!" Seokjin screamed.

Jungkook chuckled, his breathe fanning against the younger's exposed skin which sent shivers down Seokjin's spine.

"C.. can you please just.. oh.. yes!"

Seokjin screamed out in pain mixed with a tiny bit of pleasure as Jungkook suddenly slid his fingers inside the stripper's clenching hole.

The younger then bounce up and down on his client's fingers wanting him to go faster and put more pressure, he's aching for more.

Jungkook bit the younger's earlobe before inserting another finger which made Seokjin scrunched up his nose in pain, it's been awhile since he went this far with a client.

And with Jungkook, it feels different.

It is much more intense, the pleasure was electrifying. It feels like he's on cloud nine!

"Do you want more, Seokjin?"

Jungkook thrusted his finger in and out, he keeps scissoring Seokjin, adding much more pressure than the previous one making the younger's mouth slightly agape, drool on the side of his lips.

"Ah! Y.. yes, more!" he moaned out.

The older inserted another finger making Seokjin gasped purposely clenching his hole which made the older groaned, he then slapped Seokjin's ass for a couple of times.

They're having such a good time when they heard a knock on the door, Jungkook just cursed under his breathe.

He's too far gone to even stop.

He kissed Seokjin's ass cheeks before pushing him slightly making him drop down on the floor, facing him.

Jungkook hovered above Seokjin pinning his wrist before smashing his lips against the stripper's pink plump lips, he licked the younger's upper lips before kissing the side of it.

He pressed his body tight against Seokjin, grinding his clothed member on top of Seokjin's throbbing dick which made the younger whimpered as he's so sensitive.

"Sir Jungkook! I am sorry but this is important," the man realized that it was his secretary, "The investor from China doesnt want to approve the design made by our team." he said.

Jungkook slapped his hands on the floor shutting his eyes closed trying to calm himself as he let out multiple curses for being disturbed.

Fuck those fucking investors!

He gave Seokjin a quick peck on the lips he, he reached out for Seokjin's sweatshirt and helped him sat up on the floor before putting it on the younger even running his fingers through the stripper's hair.

Jungkook smirked as he wiped the saliva on the side of the stripper's lips only to lick it after which made Seokjin's eyes widened in surprised.

Gosh! Why is this man so hot?

"So yeah, I have to go," Jungkook leans in and gave the stripper another peck on the lips, "See you again, sexy." he said in a whisper.

The younger bit the insides of his cheeks struggling not to whine because of their interrupted session but of course, he knew better than to complain.

Jungkook then rose up to his feet already, he extended his arms and helped Seokjin get up as the younger's knees still feel wobbly.

He made the younger sit on the velvet couch before he finally made his way out and is immediately greeted by a lot of updates about their current problem.

Seokjin then squeezed his eyes shut, squirming as he's still hard.

"Damn..."

He groaned just by imagining Jungkook still hovering above him, it made him feel so small and he likes it so so much.

The way Jungkook's biceps flexed every time he moves. Gosh, that was so satisfying!

Seokjin's hole clenched aching for something as he wants nothing but to get filled up with that gorgeous man.

This is one of those rare times where all he could think think about was how he badly wants to get fuck so hard.

The stripper just groaned in frustration before he finally went out of the VVIP room and went straight to their dressing room to change so he could go home already.

As he entered the dressing room, he saw the owner of the club, Yuta, just sitting on the couch.

"Seokjin, good job." he smiled.

The stripper let out a tight-lipped smile just shrugging his shoulders.

"Mr. Jeon just gave a total of fifty thousand dollars," Yuta chuckled, "You can stop working with that money." he said, slightly shaking his head.

Seokjin stared at the owner of the club who's wearing his usual suit, he looks so damn hot.

He's a japanese businessman that is currently based here in South Korea. He's such a catch.

Not to mention, Yuta is a very understanding boss and is really good with his strippers.

Seokjin casually makes out with Yuta so is the other strippers here but he doubt that he ever wants to have sex with them, Yuta doesnt roll like that, unfortunately.

The stripper walked towards the club owner, sitting on his lap shamelessly resting both of his hands on Yuta's chest.

Seokjin shut his eyes closed, he looked up as he groaned biting his lower lips, he started to slightly bounce up and down on top of Yuta finally starting to get some pleasure.

"S.. seokjin.."

The younger just buried his face on the crook of Yuta's neck inhaling his strong musky scent as he starts to grind in circular motion moaning every now and then.

"P.. please, Yuta, Im just.. ah!" he then licked the older's neck, "so horny, please." he breathed out.