Fifty Shades Of Jeon || Jikook ✅ (18+) Book 1

14 (M)

JIMIN POV

"I could look at you all day, Bae." he says and with that crawls on to the bed, up my body and straddles me.

"Arms above your head," he commands.

I comply and he fastens the end of my robe sash round my left wrist and threads the end through the metal bars at the head of my bed.

He pulls it tight so my left arm is flexed above me.

He then secures my right hand, tying the sash tightly.

When I'm tied-up, staring at him, he visibly relaxes.

He likes me tethered.

I can't touch him this way.

It occurs to me that none of his subs would have touched him either and what's more, they would never have the opportunity to.

He would have always been in control and at a distance.

That's why he likes his rules.

He climbs off me and bends to give me a quick peck on the lips.

Then he stands and lifts his shirt over his head,He undoes his jeans and drops them to the floor.

He is gloriously naked.

My inner goddess is doing a triple axel dismount off the un-even bars and abruptly my mouth is dry. He really is beyond beautiful.

He has a physique drawn on classical lines, broad muscular shoulders, narrow hips, the inverted triangle.

He obviously works out.

I could look at him all day.

He moves to the end of the bed and grasps my ankles, pulling me swiftly and sharply downward so that my arms are stretched out and unable to move.

"That's better." he mutters.

Picking up the tub of ice cream, he climbs smoothly back onto the bed to straddle me once more.

Very slowly, he peels off the lid of the tub and dips the spoon in.

"Hmm it's still quite hard." he says with a raised brow.

Scooping out a spoonful of the vanilla, he pops it into his mouth.

"Delicious." he murmurs licking his lips.

"Amazing how good plain old vanilla can taste."

He gazes down at me and smirks. "Want some?" he teases.

He looks so freaking hot, young and carefree sitting on me and eating from a tub of ice cream eyes bright, face luminous.

Oh what the hell is he going to do to me?

As if I can't tell. I nod, shyly.

He scoops out another spoonful and offers me the spoon, so I open my mouth then he quickly pops it in his mouth again.

"This is too good to share." he says, smiling wickedly.

"Hey." I start in protest.

"Why baby?"

"Do you like your vanilla?"

"Yes," I say more forcefully than I mean and try in vain to buck him off.

He laughs. "Getting feisty, are we?"

"I wouldn't do that if I were you."

"Ice cream." I plead.

"Well as you've pleased me so much today baby boy."

He relents and offers me another spoonful,This time he lets me eat it.