The clock on the bedside table glowed 2:17 AM.
Taehyung lay in bed beside Sara, staring up at the ceiling, his cock rock-hard under the covers. No matter how he tried, he couldnβt sleep. All he could see was Jungkookβs slutty smirk, the way milk beaded on her nipples, the sound of her moans whispering his name when she teased him earlier.

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