Jimin's Whore • PJM

Seven ♡

"Yes please." You felt like you might lose your mind if Jimin didn't put his hands on your body again. You watched as Jimin dragged his fingertip down your panties, stopping at the wetness spreading across the cleft between your legs. You gasped when he pressed against the area, two fingers now, rubbing the cloth over your dripping slit.

"You're so ready for me Angel." More rubbing, more friction, you arched upward against his fingers and he pulled away.

"No helping sweetheart. I don't need it." He laughed and curled a finger into the edge of the silk and tugged it to the side exposing you. You bit your lip hard when he teased his fingers through your folds.

"Don't stop, Jimin, please." You moaned the words leaning your head backward your eyes fluttering closed.

"Open your eyes and watch." You did as he asked, meeting his eyes first then following his gaze downward to your throbbing pussy. Jimin's fingers returned to the top and slid downward again, you wanted him to touch all the right places but it seemed like he was avoiding them on purpose.

"Show me how you play. Show me what you like when you're alone." Jimin removed his fingers and you felt a wave of fire tear through your stomach when he licked his fingers slowly. "You taste so good Angel."

You lowered two fingers downward, sliding them to one side of your pulsing clit and stroked a short circle around it. You gasped lifting your hips against your hand then did it again. Jimin grabbed your wrist freezing your hand in place, then lifted your fingers and leaning forward sucked them into his mouth.  He pulled your fingers from his mouth with a soft pop then placed his thumb over your clit.

"My turn again."

You shivered as he pressed down slightly, the blood already rushing through your ears. He wiggled his thumb just a little, this was such a different feeling than you usually gave yourself. It was an ache that spread between your legs and into your thighs. Your desire for Jimin to move his thumb more contrasting with the hot pulse it was creating when he didn't.

"It feels so good." You rubbed your hands up your stomach, your skin feeling tingly.

When he moved his thumb again, a solid thump against your clit that made you groan. You could feel more slick liquid parting your folds. You dripped against his jeans, he smiled licking his bottom lip. Then he was swirling his thumb up and over your bud, not hard and not fast but in a rhythm that had you gasping, hands over your head gripping the cushion. You were panting, delirious with the delicious pleasure moving from your legs into your stomach.

Jimin watched you intensely, never slowing or changing his pace, keeping the pressure and movement exactly right. He kept going, relentless, but consistent. You couldn't think, you didn't even feel yourself breathing. Suddenly he moved just a breath faster just the tiniest bit more pressure, the circling of his thumb just slightly quicker and you were over the edge of reason, cumming so hard you didn't know it had started. You bit down on your lip and cried out shakily.

He didn't stop, he held you there, caught up in your orgasm, chest heaving, eyes rolling back. After a moment he eased the pressure away, slowed his movement and you felt your peak rolling away. Your body felt on fire, satiated, you could breathe again.

"Do you know how fucking gorgeous you are when you're cumming for me Angel?" You quivered when he stroked two fingers from your clit to your opening. You were so sensitive.

"How did it happen so fast?" You choked the words out and Jimin grinned.

"You were turned on, you were ready for me. You wanted my touch, craved it. Women need more seduction, more build up. They need real attention to be ready for sex. Guys see boobs and we're good to go, women aren't as visual."