Insatiable Beauty | Jikook

Ablaze

"Tame every fibre in my body, and succumb to its everlasting obedience..."
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Jimin's POV

His breathing felt heavy against my skin, as if it was physically caressing me in the most delicate manner "Well then, can't have you waiting any longer, can we?..."

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And like that, I found myself drowning in the alluring timber of his baritone. An impending current surged through my body, heatwaves coursing through the lack of space between us as he brought his lips mere millimetres away from mine.

I sought his heavenly lips greedily, only to face disappointment each time he pulled back. I wanted that first sip of sin, to get drunk on his lips but he denied me each time, gracing me with a salacious smoulder.

"Please..." I whined against him, unbothered by the neediness in my tone. However he pulled away, holding my shoulders down to keep me from moving.

"Stay" He demanded, pinning me in place with a look that had me squirming in place, then proceeded to take a few steps back.

I swallowed the pool of saliva that accumulated in my mouth as his gaze zeroed in on my own. His long fingers wrapped around the hem of his shirt before slowly revealing inch by delicious inch his moan worthy abdominal muscles.

My own fingers tangled into the sheets below me as he rose his shirt over his chiselled pectorals, showcasing the mouthwatering visual of his inked chest. I watched with drunken eyes as he dropped his shirt to the floor, my gaze flittering up his muscled body as it flexed under the dewy lights with minimum motion.

My thighs pressed together as heat pooled at my groin, and judging by the intense look in my mans eyes, I knew I wasn't the only one aroused by the slow pace he had set.

His large hands made their way to the waistband of his jeans, clasping his buckled belt before unbuckling it and popping the button. The sound of his belt clacking caused shivers to cascade down my spine. For some reason it seemed a lot louder in the quiet expanse of my room.

My eyes sunk in his unbuckled jeans, appreciating the enlightening fact that he had decided to go commando underneath. I bit my lip at the exposed vein trailing down his V-line and dipping into his hidden manhood. How badly I wanted trail my tongue along it, to seek the treasure concealed from my greedy eyes.

He pulled out a chair from under the desk, placing it behind him before seating himself on the edge. He leaned his back against it, his legs man spread as his elbows lay on the armrests.

The entire time his eyes had remained hooked on my quivering build, his breath puffing past his lips heavily. He tilted his head to the side, his lip curving at one end in that oh-so-sexy smirk if his.

"Do you trust me?" He asked, his voice a few octaves lower.

"With my life"

"Then, I trust that you'll let me know if you feel uncomfortable at any stage, Jimin. Just give me your word and everything will stop. Understand?" He stressed.

I let out a shuddering breath "I understand"

"Good boy" He grinned, his calculating eyes scanning me appreciatively "Now, strip"