Bullied at school and constantly shouted at at home, Jimin never felt loved, so when a shy billionaire Mr. Jeon sends out his worker to him, claiming he is the boy of his dreams Jimin agrees to become his secret lover. The only rule is, during their...
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"Ah!" Jimin groaned putting the blindfold on stumbling through the room to the bathroom door opening it to hear the raining water.
"Jiminie, hey... I'll lead you," he heard Mr. Jeon's laugh, a second later soft palms touched his pulling him forward, the water dripping off Mr. Jeon's hair on his face when he was untying his bathrobe pulling it off his shoulders while connecting their lips.
Jimin kissed back with equal passion, why had he come here, to talk about the telescope and Jungkook problems, right, not to... freaking stumble underneath the warm shower stream and have his lips filled with saliva, water and a smooth tongue, his hands couldn't find rest touching Mr. Jeon everywhere he could reach both kissing so harshly he will definitely have bruises around his lips tomorrow but he couldn't care less. Jungkook's kiss this afternoon had opened up so much longing to have his lips torn, bitten, mushed, rubbed into oblivion and licked so sweetly, and damn Mr. Jeon was the only person in his life who could do that, who he was so close with.
"Jimin... Jiminie... my baby angel..." Mr. Jeon was whispering between mad kisses falling over his neck sucking it deeply from all sides when Jimin clung to the shower wall tilting his head back to give him better access. Those fascinating lips finding his nipples hardening them by biting and sucking on them, leaving hickeys down his belly and hips, taking him, so he began to rock against Mr. Jeon's palate tearing on his hair, begging for mercy. He freaking loved shower sex, as their smooth bodies were so soft gliding along each other, the additional water making those wet kisses double fine and Jimin stuck his tongue out allowing the dripping stream to partly please him. Mr. Jeon still taking him in his mouth driving him crazy spoiling his length and tip until he was so ready he was dripping into his man's mouth.
"Please..." begged Jimin caressing over Mr. Jeon's hair bringing him even closer into himself, using his palate to rub his secret love spot against it. "Please!" He moaned louder when Mr. Jeon continued taking him into dimensions only they knew, above some dark clouds so he exploded sliding down the wall but strong arms grabbed him hindered him from slipping out while Mr. Jeon's tongue was making sure to lick it all off him, even those parts of his climax that has been rolling down his legs with the warm water.
"Jimin... you're my everything, my precious angel," Mr. Jeon lifted him cornering him to the wall parting his lips with his tongue, kissing so deeply Jimin's post climax mind couldn't come back, his body so lightweight he was just wrapping his arms around Mr. Jeon's neck answering his kisses slowly feeling his hard d* pressing into his opening smoothly causing some pain.
"I know you're not ready, but can I..." Mr. Jeon's raspy whisper was like music and Jimin only nodded rubbing his lips over his man's lips.
Mr. Jeon didn't hesitate a second licking into his mouth while moving him up and down the wall with hard right thrusts, taking his reality away in that overfilling state. Ready or not Jimin was always enjoying having his man inside him, sometimes begging him to stay for a little longer just to feel him. His stupid mind producing hot images of Jungkook with shower wet hair, a whole sleeve of tattoos and that stone chest, images Jimin was trying to surpass but they were turning him on so much he was begging Mr. Jeon to take him damn harder, tearing on his hair and leaving deep scratches along his back and neck.
The thrusts so rough now he was yelling arching his back against the wall, whimpering for mercy, for more, his mouth shushed by those insane lips he was bending and falling into, that torture continuing for ages until he was damn hard again and double coming from that pleasure between his butts and his treasures rubbing up and down Mr. Jeon's abs, he so wished to see one day, man his lovers abs for sure were the hottest in the whole world, the second climax erupting when both came undone filling each other with liquids of lust.
"Mr. Jeon, damn, you want me dead," whispered Jimin when they were catching in heavy breaths while he was pressed into the warm wall by Mr. Jeon's burning body.
His lips were pecked, a tongue brushed over his teeth, then fell into that love spot between his lower lip and gums licking in until it became dark in front of his eyes, his fingers drawing the lines of those Jeon abs.
"Stop... please... or I will spend the next month in your bedroom," begged Jimin pulling a bit away to catch a heavy breath.
"I would love that," whispered Mr. Jeon sucking his nose tip, his upper lip, pulling the lower one in his teeth, they couldn't stop touching spending an eternity underneath that stream, rubbing shower gel into their bodies and kissing until Jimin was so strengthless he rested his face on Mr. Jeon's shoulder closing his eyes.
"Jiminie, sorry for being too fierce sometimes, it's only because I love you so much," whispered Mr. Jeon caressing over his back.
"You love to have sex with me," Jimin giggled.
"Of course I do, but I love all of you, you, the person Jimin. If you would tell me, Mr. Jeon never ever have sex with me again I would still be with you just talking."
Jimin laughed shaking his head.
"How long would you stand without touching? Ten seconds? Five seconds?" He giggled.
"You know me too well by now, ten seconds would feel like eternity," Mr. Jeon pinched his butt playfully, both breaking out into laughter cuddling to each other and today Jimin was strangely ok with the blindfold.
"Come we will lay down, you still have school tomorrow," Mr. Jeon pulled him out of the shower taking a towel to dry his body and plant endless kisses all over it, so Jimin was glowing when he was wrapped into the bathrobe stumbling on the bed falling into Mr. Jeon's arms to cuddle to him.
"I'm happy," he whispered.
"That's one of the most beautiful things I have ever heard from you. I love to see you happy," Mr. Jeon was playing with his hair strings.
"You're making me happy, but..." Jimin's smile faded when he remembered Jungkook's kiss from earlier. "Mr. Jeon something happened today and you will be so disappointed with me, I actually should have told you earlier before we had shower sex," Jimin sat up lowering his head, feeling the wet blindfold sticking to his face.
"Please allow yourself to be happy, don't spoil it with whatever it is what worries you," Mr. Jeon scooped to his side.
"No, it's really bad. My classmate Jungkook has kissed me on the lips," whispered Jimin awaiting a huge argument or even Mr. Jeon kicking his out, but he only heard a soft sigh and felt a pair of hands wrapping around his tightly.
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