《Bangtan 1- Jimin and Me ✓》Morning
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I fell asleep in the car on the way back to the house. I felt bad and Jimin tried to give me a hard time but it was the middle of the night. And I wasn't used to being up so late. I vaguely remembered him carrying me inside and laying me in bed. He gently removed my shoes and pants so I could be comfortable and covered me up with the comforter. He had kissed my forehead and whispered, "Payback's a bitch. Enjoy your slumber."
I woke up in my own bed.
My hands were tied to the bedposts.
Shit.
"Jimin!" I yelled. Our rooms were on opposite ends of the hall. I wasn't sure if he could even hear me- or if he was even in the house. I looked around trying to figure out what time it was. early morning? mid morning? I had no freaking clue.
I pulled at my wrists in an attempt to pull free. I couldn't believe he tied me up!
A few moments later, the door opened and Jimin strolled across the floor, amused and clearly very proud.
"Hey Dia," He spoke softly, "comfortable?" He chuckled, trying to keep his composure.
I glared at him.
"Jimin, untie me."
He stared me down with his eyes as he slowly and deliberately crawled on the bed and up my body. He straddled me, looking down at my body and my shirt that was bunched up around my belly button. He heaved a big sigh as he pushed my shirt up revealing my breasts.
"I'm going to enjoy this." He uttered. He leaned down and began to suck and nibble on my right tit. My irritation was quickly giving way to pleasure.
"Damn, Jimin, I-"
"Shut your mouth and take your punishment like a good girl." He growled.
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He moved down further and placed his mouth directly on my clit. He sucked and nipped. He pulled at my sensitive folds and licked down my pussy. It was too much. It was not enough.
I moaned and immediately felt a smack on my ass.
"Didn't I tell you to shut up?" Jimin said in between licks. Oh god. It was like that?
He was pushing me to my very limit. I writhed beneath him doing everything in my power to keep from making noise. The closer I got to the high that I was chasing, the harder it was to stay quiet. I whimpered and felt another smack on my backside.
I couldn't handle this. I wanted to grab his head and hold him in place. I wanted to grab him and pull him up my body so he could enter me. I could do nothing because I was bound to the bed. It was erotic and nothing I had ever experienced. I was so wet.
Jimin slipped two fingers in my pussy and curled them upward, massaging me from the inside while his tongue continued to work on my hardened nub. I was close. so close.
I gasped out in pleasure at what he was doing to me. In an instant, his tongue and fingers were gone and he was on his knees over me scowling down my body. He leaned up and licked up my neck before leaning into my ear.
"If you make one more fucking sound, I'll stop what I'm doing and walk out of this room right now. You won't get one ounce of relief." God, what he was doing to me.
He moved back down to my throbbing pussy and continue his ministrations to my sensitive folds. As he worked me over and brought me closer to the edge, I forced myself to stay quiet. I never realized how vocal I was during sex. I never considered my self to be loud but being forced to stay quiet took a lot of effort.
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Jimin lapped and sucked and pushed me over the edge as I convulsed around his fingers. I released myself all over his tongue and when I thought he would pull away and stop, he slowed his movements but kept steady pressure. I was overstimulated now. Everything was super sensitive and ticklish. I wiggled and thrust my hips around trying to get out of his grasp. He refused to let up and I started to understand why he had me tied up.
He wasn't going to stop.
He continued fingering me and kissing me and I was so high with exhilaration, that I didn't think I could stand it anymore. I came once more and as if sensing my limit, Jimin crawled up my body, pulled my legs further apart, and quickly entered me. He thrust slowly and deeply. The sound of our bodies slapping together was all that filled the room. I looked up at him as he met my eyes and we stared at each other as he continued to plunge into me.
He leaned down over me and kissed my neck intimately.
"Tell me baby. Tell me now how good this feels" He gasped.
"Ahhh, Jimin" I whined, finally able to express myself. "Oh my god"
"Tell me baby."
I cried out in ecstasy as I felt myself crashing over for a third time and Jimin sped up his pace, eager to match me. After several more minutes, he met me in rapture before slowing his movements and resting his hard body on top of mine. My arms were still held straight out to the bed and I yearned to hold him. I wasn't sure if my punishment was over.
Jimin lifted his head up and gazed into my eyes. He stare was absolutely mesmerizing. I could get lost in him. He kissed me delicately on the lips, just a simple peck. He reached up one by one and untied my wrists. I wrapped him up in my arms and squeezed him tight as he laid on top of me.
This man was doing things to me. I wasn't sure it was a good thing. It had only been a few days and I felt myself falling for him. I knew when this summer was over, I would be in pieces. I didn't know if I could stop. I closed my eyes as I felt the tears pool, not wanting him to see.
He lifted his head and kissed my cheek before lifting off of me.
"I'm going to take a shower." He mumbled and abruptly jumped off the bed and walked out of the room. It felt like an awkward way to end this bedroom activity. But I was also so lost in my emotions that I wasn't sure if I was reading too much into things.
I took a few minutes and collected myself before getting up out of bed and throwing clothes on in a desperate search for coffee.
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