Unsatisfied with your life was an understatement. Being under the thumb of your father can have that effect. He wanted someone capable of running the company, but you wanted to pursue your passion. Countless unwanted blind dates and the threat of lo...
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While Jin worked on shedding the rest of his clothes, I took the opening to place kisses over every inch of skin I could. I moved behind him while he sat on the edge of the bed, my lips finding his neck while my nails lightly scratched down his back making him shiver. He basked in my touch for a while, letting me explore him more fully. Every kiss and kitten lick relaying to me where he was sensitive, soft groans leaving his mouth as I nibbled on his tender flesh.
Especially over his collarbones and junction of his neck and shoulder. I paid more attention to those areas, the hitch in his breathing followed by his hands gripping whatever he could reach of me spiking my arousal tenfold. He tolerated my teasing well, until I reached around him to wrap my hand around his hard cock. The soft curse and violent jolt of his body followed by his head dropping back onto my shoulder elicited a similar vicious response in my own core. He was hot, heavy, and pulsing in my hand. Precum leaking from his tip and down his length, providing me some lubrication to ran my hand up and down him, but not as much as I wanted. I released him long enough to reach between my own thighs, painting my hand in my arousal before taking him in my grip once more. The additional wetness gave me plenty to work with as I pumped him slowly.
"Fuck, Y/N." he whimpered, fisting the blankets under him tightly.
I peppered kisses along his jaw, squeezing his cock as his hips thrusted into my hand helplessly. I thumbed his head, smearing the precum that continued to seep from him earning me another breathless gasp that had my cunt clenching around nothing. His hand grabbed my wrist, halting my movements and pulling me off his erection.
"I need you. We can play later. I'm too worked up right now and if you keep doing that, I won't last."
We moved further up the bed. Jin hovering over me, nearly covering me completely with his large body as he fit himself between my thighs.
"Would you prefer I use a condom?" he asked.
I shook my head. "No. I want to feel you."
He nodded once, taking his cock in hand and guiding it to my entrance. The initial stretch was a little uncomfortable, Jin was probably just under Namjoon in thickness, but I quickly adjusted as he bottomed out. My fingers dug into his shoulders as his hands curled around the sheets on either side of me.
"Jesus, you're so tight. I'm not going to hold out long."
Rather than answer him, I cupped his jaw, pulling him down to meet me in a slow kiss. I felt his retreat, slow as the tango of our tongues, nearly pulling all the way out before sinking in again. His strokes stayed that way, lazily languid, but pointed. Making sure I felt every inch of him as he filled me. It was different from the hurried desirous storm that usually ensued between me and the others. While the way Jin fucked me wasn't hurried or rough in the way I had become accustomed to, I was quickly drowning in the desire I had for him and reveled in the way he took care of me.
