[2] Mr. Tycoon's Woman || PJ&RP ✔️

Chapter 377 - The Rest of Our Lives ⚠️

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT CONTINUES.

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Park Jimin's lips trailed down to her jugular before trailing towards her aching breasts, capturing one orb with his mouth, twirling his tongue around it. She gasped, her eyes squeezing shut while she melted against the pleasure. He suckled it softly and used his hand to show attention to her other pearl. Her one hand was buried into his hair while the other was digging her nails into his shoulder blades, her body arching out of the bed, wanting more of him.

Rosè Yang could feel his arousal pressing into her thighs, throbbing and hot. "Y-your clothes..." She moaned when he turned his attention to the neglected pearl. She yelped when he suddenly bit it, only to soothe it with his tongue, and then blowing cool air upon the perky bead.

His hands caressed her waist, then her thighs before he finally took off all of his clothes. Then he was back onto her a second later, his calloused hands roaming over her body, teasing every part of her until she nervously wriggled beneath him. Gently, he parted her legs and got in between them, staring at her with hooded eyes. His hands brushed down her stomach, causing her to clench her muscles and bit her bottom lip. Then, he bent down to capture her lips, sealing in the moans and shrieks when he abruptly inserted two fingers into her without warning, quickening his pace. He could feel her feeble hands pushing at his chest, begging him to spare her from the torturous pleasure.

Park Jimin pulled back to watch her shifting expression with desire pooling in his eyes. She was a beautiful sight as it was, but seeing her pleasured look drove him to a different edge. She writhed, trying to escape from the pleasure, but he grabbed her hips and held her in place, forcing her to succumb to it all.

"Mmmmm," She pressed a hand to her mouth to suppress her moans. He didn't like that.

The hand resting on her hips grabbed both of her hands, pinning it above her head as he quickened the pace of his fingers, pumping faster and harder into her, earning erratic moans from her. With nothing to muffle her mouth, breathless moans and pleas filled the room. "Ji-Jimin!" She whimpered, her muscles clenching when she found her release, her body tiredly sinking into the mattress.

"You're so beautiful." He whispered to her, kissing the outline of her jaw and before she could reply, he thrust into her, causing her body to tense before relaxing and giving in to his advances.

"Nothing can ever match your allure." When his fingers were buried inside her, he was hoping to stretch her a bit before entering, but even so, she was tightly clutching onto him, driving him mad. He gritted his teeth while he gently rocked his hips so that she could be more adjusted to him.

"Faster..." She begged and he gladly obliged, slamming into her with ferocity, a breathy gasp leaving her mouth. He moved in and out of her, harder, deeper until he was fully inside of her.

"Park Jimin..."

Her hands were tightly clamped over his upper back, drawing her to him until there wasn't any space in between them anymore. Despite going for so many rounds last time, she could never get enough of him. She was slowly getting more and more addicted to making love to him. Harsh breathing was the only thing heard in the room, mingled with frequent grunts and moans.

Park Jimin ensured she found a second release. Rosè Yang's eyes widened when he filled her entire body, "Jimin!" She shouted, feeling the warmth rush into her, swarming her senses. He didn't pull out until he ensured she had every last drop that he was going to offer her in this round.

Rosè Yang tiredly collapsed onto the bed, her chest rising while she gasped for air. He gently brushed the hair sticking to her forehead and lazily smiled, "Tired?"