HIS DOMINANT LOVE ✓[P.JM]

T H I R T Y - S E V E N

I heard a deep voice making me flinch, "Sending pictures while I'm on a business trip and away from you is not what good girls do."

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I froze.

"Jimin?" I whispered turning to face him.

He considered a moment, his dark brown eyes were suddenly hard when they met with mine. It was almost scary.

"You look surprised Ara," he said taking strides towards me.

As he started to step ahead, my legs trembled as I moved in the opposite direction, almost feeling breathless.

"I didn't mean to send you, it's all a mistake," I gasped.

"Mistake?" He raised his eyebrow as I bumped on the sofa falling on the seat abruptly.

He hovered over me as I looked into his eyes which were filled with passion. He bit on his lip checking me out and questioned, "You tried to test my patience?"

He placed his knee in between my legs as he came closer supporting himself with his arm making me feel shrunken under him.

My gaze fluttered as I lowered them, my heart beating uncontrollably.

At the same instant, his hand reached my face, his finger caressing my cheek to lining my lip and then gliding on my bare sensitive neck and stopped on the buttons of my shirt making me gasp.

"Yoongi sir needs the file and -," I tried to explain but he didn't let me complete and lowered his head to kiss me hard. He kissed me boldly, deeper and deeper, even the force he used to press on me grew heavier.

He cupped my face as he bit on my lip, I could feel his hunger, the level at which I had teased him was too much.

He forced his tongue in my mouth wrapping mine around his, he continued to kiss without any hesitation as he tossed and turned our tongues together.

Heat blossomed within me.

The long and passionate kiss had left him a little breathless. He gasped for breath.

"I'm home, will you not welcome me?" He asked making me snap out of that position as I quickly got up collecting myself.

"Would you like a cup of coffee?" I asked with hesitation in my voice and my gaze fixed to the floor.

The chandelier hung down the ceiling gave a dim glow that made him look even more handsome.

His eyes sparkled, he looked different from any other day, not cold as usual. There was an inexpressible warmth that felt seductive.

He was wearing a half-sleeved white t-shirt with jeans as his belt was the one catching my attention. With that belt around his waist, he looked attractive and hot.

"I'd like to have you," he said in a demanding tone making me match my gaze with his.

"What?" I asked, slightly confused.

"Strip," he said making me widen my eyes as my heartbeat picked its pace.

"What did you just say?" I blabbered, slightly amazed.