Mrs. Right

Unspoken Love

Mission accomplished. Jimin was so riled up that he actually asked to talk to me after class. I had fun turning him down. Self-satisfied, I had no trouble falling asleep like I had the previous nights.

"Addy."

I stirred at the sound of my name.

"Addy. Wake up, Addy." Jimin said softly, gently brushing the hair off my face. He leaned over and kissed me on the forehead. "Wake up, my angel."

I opened my eyes to see Jimin sitting at the side of my bed.

"Jimin? What are you doing here?"

He leaned down and kissed me. He then sat back up and started to undress. I laid there, watching him, unable to speak.

Jimin lifted up the covers and climbed on top of me, putting his full weight onto me, his firm, naked body pressing against mine. He looked me in the eyes and then crashed his mouth onto mine. I wrapped my arms around him as I let his hands wander all over my body and his tongue invade my mouth.

He stopped kissing me momentarily in order to lift himself up and pull my nightgown off over my head. Jimin then laid back down on me, pressing his full hardness onto my body. His lips were so soft as he firmly pressed them onto mine.

Sliding his hands down into the back of my panties, he squeezed my ass as he slid his hardness back and forth along my sweet spot, causing me to soak them. I reached down and pulled them off, then spread my legs wide for him.

Jimin kissed his way down my neck to my breasts, taking turns briefly sucking each nipple into his mouth. He then trailed kisses back up to my mouth, kissing me softly on the lips.

Hovering over me, Jimin lined himself up at my opening and thrust himself into me. He threw his head back and let out a soft growl, closing his eyes as he held still, taking in the sensation of my warm walls firmly squeezing his manhood. He looked back down at me, and I brought my hands to the sides of his face, letting myself get lost in his eyes.

Slowly, he began to rock his hips into mine. He took a hold of one of my hands resting on his beautiful face and kissed it softly, then interlaced our fingers as he pushed it down onto the bed.

I wrapped my legs around his and started grinding on him. Jimin then took my other hand and gently pinned it to the bed as well, interlacing his fingers with mine. He brought his lips down onto mine, gently nibbled on my lower lip, and then slipped his tongue into my mouth.

Every thrust he made was like pure ecstasy. We moved in sync with each other, our tongues weaving in and out of each other's mouths. Together we moaned and panted, getting lost in each other as we took in every sensation. There was no rushing our love.

Jimin then released my hands to wrap his arms around me. He rolled me over on top of him, staying inside me. I sat up and continued to slowly grind on him as he held my hips and stared into my eyes. He slowly slid his hands up my sides to my breasts, caressing them gently. Then, moving one hand down between us, he gently massaged my swollen bud in little circles. The whole time, he kept his hypnotic eyes fixed on mine.

I started to bounce up and down on him and he tilted his head back, closing his eyes. Our breathing grew heavier and moans grew louder as we crept closer and closer to our final release. Right when he was about to cum, he grabbed my hips firmly and began to thrust himself hard and deep inside me. The sensation overtook me and we came together in a moment of euphoria.

We slowed our movements until we became motionless and then stared into each other's eyes. Wrapping his arms around me, he rolled me down to his side. He held me in his arms and I fell back asleep. I woke to find him gone. Other than when he woke me, not a word was spoken by Jimin or me during the entire encounter. Not even after we had made love. And that's exactly what we had done. We hadn't fucked each other--we had made love. We spent the wee hours of the night communicating our love for each other solely with our bodies.