Jimin's Whore • PJM

Nineteen ♡

"We shouldn't do this here, the security guard could come looking for us." You moaned the words feeling Jimin's wet kisses along your inner thigh, moving toward your panties.

"Angel, he's not going to budge from that spot I guarantee it." You arched backward when you felt his kisses against your heat, licking against the wet spot already forming. You'd missed his mouth on you, wanted him to continue, but you looked over his shoulder toward the bedroom. What if you got caught? How could you ever move into his building?

"But how do you know?" You'd tangled your fingers in his hair again, his arms tugged you closer to his mouth, the muscles flexing.

"I told him we'd be a while, we're measuring for furniture." Jimin's fingers pulled the cloth to the side and then he licked you, slow and lazily his tongue flat against your folds. The motion made your stomach roll with fever.

You sighed and closed your eyes leaning backward until your shoulders hit the wall. The tip of his tongue lapped at your wetness and you loved the feeling. He was so focused, his breath tickling against you, his mouth insistent but avoiding your clit.

"Don't tease, I want you too much Jimin," you whined lifting your hips against his mouth. You wanted him to hurry things along, you wanted him to take you upstairs to his bed.

Jimin sensed your need and guided your legs over his shoulders and down his back. His mouth changed position as well, sucking firmly against your clit, the pressure intense. You gasped at the sensation, you were dripping against the sink as his tongue twisted around your clit. The suction was making you lose the ability to think, his tongue flicking at you until you were moaning loudly, bending forward and cradling his head between your thighs.

He wasn't easing up, you'd said not to tease and he was taking it seriously, the thump of your heart loud in your ears as sucked your clit fiercely. His mouth was so hot and wicked against you, he hummed subtly as he sucked the gentle vibration making you whimper. You could feel your orgasm building, the clench of your muscles bearing down. It felt too quick but before you could make yourself believe it you were screaming his name and grinding against his mouth.

Jimin pulled away using his thumb to wipe your juices from his mouth, then stood sticking it into your mouth. You sighed licking away your wetness while your hands dropped to his pants, his hand found your wrists stopping you.

"Let's go upstairs, I can't wait anymore either." He kissed your lips gently then paused. "Are you on birth control?"

"I have an IUD." Your brain knew why he was asking, but you still felt a little out of it from your climax.

"Tested for STDs recently?"

"After my last boyfriend, all clean, and I haven't been with anyone but you since."

"I get tested monthly, all clean here too. Come on Angel." He picked you up and tossed you over his shoulder slapping your ass playfully, as he walked out of the bedroom and into the hall.

When he reached the front door he set you down, your legs still a bit shaky from your climax. You brushed your fingers through his hair, smoothing it out from where you'd mussed it up grabbing his head. Jimin smiled at you then winked opening the door.

"I think everything should fit, might need to downsize to a smaller dining table." You could see the conspiratorial grin on his lips as he led you past the security guard. "Thanks, we're all done, she'll contact the manager tomorrow. I appreciate your patience."

"Not a problem sir." The guard was locking the apartment and Jimin hit the elevator.

"We're going up to my place, thanks again." Jimin led you into the elevator when it opened and as soon as he'd typed in his code he pressed your body against the wall, kissing you, his tongue dancing into your mouth.

You didn't know if there were cameras, but you didn't care, you met his tongue with your own, your hands yanking his dress shirt from his pants. Your hands met his abs, warm skin beneath your palms. The elevator opened and he spun you out, hand gripping your wrist, propelling you toward his door, one of only two on the foyer. A quick press of the keypad and Jimin pulled you into his apartment, using your back to shut the door as he kissed you against it.

"I want this to be amazing, we need to slow down so I don't lose control." Jimin was kissing your lips then pulling away.

"We are not slowing down, take me to bed right now!" You kicked off your heels and pushed off the door colliding with him. You could feel his laugh in his chest when he caught you in his arms.

"I thought I made it clear that I'm in charge sweetheart."

"Then be in charge, sir." You looked up at him, softening your tone. You ran your hand across his chest and smirked.

"Keep being sassy like this Angel and I'm going to absolutely ruin you." Jimin grabbed your cheeks in his fingers and pulled you forward, harshly kissing your mouth. His hand slapped your ass and you yelped, it hadn't hurt, but surprised you at his roughness.

Jimin led you down the hall and when you thought he'd turned into the bedroom he'd taken you to last time he turned into the other doorway. You entered into a gorgeous bedroom, much like the one downstairs, only larger and furnished. Facing the wall of windows against the opposite wall was a huge king size bed, dark blue bedspread, almost a dozen pillows of varying shades of blue on its top.

"If you're going to act like a brat, I'm going to treat you like one." Jimin swiped the pillows onto the floor and then sat on the bed motioning you in his direction. "Take off your clothes." The way he said it was a tease against your skin, his eyes taking you in.

You didn't need any encouragement, you had your dress over your head and on the ground in one move. Your arms twisted behind your back releasing your bra and then it joined your dress. Jimin watched, biting into his bottom lip as more of your skin began emerging. Finally you wiggled your panties down your thighs, still drenched from his treatment in the bathroom downstairs.

Jimin was off the bed, his hands cupping your soft breasts into his palms, his lips meeting your neck, tiny biting kisses to your collarbone. You moaned under his touches, pressing yourself forward against him. He twisted you away from him suddenly and pressed you stomach down over his bed, your cheek pressed to the top. You immediately felt his hardness rubbing against the backs of your thighs.

"You want it over quickly Angel, I can fuck you right now. Take you right here, fuck you like every other guy did." Jimin thrust his hips against you, even just the way he moved against you made you certain fucking him would never be the same as the other guys. You moaned feeling him press against your core.

"Is that what you want sweetheart? To just be fucked?" You groaned when he pulled his hips away, all the friction and heat going with it.

"No, I want you Jimin, please." He flipped you over so you were on your back looking up at him. He stroked his hands from your throat down your breasts to your waist and tugged you back against him, parting your thighs with his body.

"Good, because I want to make sure you never remember what sex was like before this moment Angel." He began to unbutton his shirt, and you sat up working on the buttons at the bottom of his shirt.

When it was finally undone he tossed it behind him. You propped yourself on your elbows as he unbuckled his pants and let them drop to the floor. You sat up and looked at him, you let your hands rest at the waistband of his boxers and Jimin nodded. Slowly you pulled them down until he stepped from them, you licked your lips taking in his naked body for the first time.

You didn't get to admire it for long because he scooted you backward on the bed and lowered his naked body to yours. His chest pressed into yours as he crushed you into the bed, his mouth returning to yours, but softer. His fingers linked into yours and dragged one of your arms over your head, you lifted a knee pressing it against his side. You moaned at his weight holding you down, his mouth exploring yours, tasting you.

All the desire to rush, and seek instant gratification ebbed away when his lips moved from your mouth to your neck, fiery kisses lighting down your throat as he buried his face against your shoulder. You could feel his cock hard against your thigh, velvety and pulsing, wetness from his fluid dripping against you. You lifted your hips toward him and he rolled his body against you. How many times had you seen him dance that way, teasing the Army the way he was teasing you now. Except you were going to get every bit of the promises behind those hip thrusts, every touch was going to be yours.