JIMIN'S FIC COLLECTION

PJM- Burn It Down

He had enough of your lame-ass excuses of why he couldn't have you.

He heard it a million times, all beating to the same drum, which he hates passionately.

Even after that one night, when the heat felt between the both of you nearly burned the house down.

The thoughts of you and him hamper his attention from the meeting between his company and yours.

You are sitting directly across him, his gaze burning a hole in the heart of your soul.

He sits back deep into his chair. One leg crossed over the other, his hand caressing his chin as he stares you down.

“Oh fuck!” you mumble under your breath as his stormy gaze intensifies.

You knew you held off on his request too long, and this time he won't take no for an answer.

Both of you are children of the CEOs of each company you work for. You and Jimin are both stubborn and headstrong in getting what you want.

You didn't want a relationship with him because of your seven-year age gap.

Plus, you had a hard fall out with your ex, and you didn't want to give in to love just yet.

However, that one fling between the two of you caused a rift in your heart. Still, you told him no, you couldn't be with him.

It only aggravates him even more, knowing he had you for one night and couldn't touch you again.

How perfectly your bodies fit together as he made love to you: your touch, your scent, your lips on his.

The way you screamed out his name as his thrust became erratic that one faithful night. He loosens his tie thinking about it.

You hate to admit it, but you do need him as well. The way he makes you feel, rather the love session is slow or fast in tempo.

You need his touch one more time. Your body craves his sexual attention.

You squirm in your chair. Your thighs clutch tightly as the memory of his face between them, satisfying your slit plays before your eyes.

You tried your best to control the instant arousal that your mind uses against you.

You graze your bottom lip with your teeth. Jimin takes notice of your posture.

He licks his dried brims from the heat radiating off of your body that tamper's with his joystick. “Fuck, yes, babe! You turn daddy on.”

His internal statements bring his temperature up a few notches.

He can't wait till this meeting is over, and quite frankly, the wetness in between your legs couldn't agree more.

Both you stare each other down as your sexual desires wreak havoc on your sensitive parts.

Both your fathers are at the meeting assigning Jimin and you to work on a specific project that will unite both companies to combine for an architectural design for a tourist spot on Jeju Island. After the board departed the room, Jimin, both your father's and you were left.

Your dad invited the Park family over to your home for dinner.

“Great! Dinner with the Park's” The words blurted out in your head as you internally screamed.

“ How long must I be tortured, spending time with Jimin?! My womanhood can't take it anymore.”

Mr. Park and your dad said their fair wells to Jimin and you before filing out the conference room door.