FATED TO YOU

Chapter 127 - Senior Lee Is Going To Pick A Grandson-in-Law (M)

**** The following chapter consists of a mature scene that isn't appropriate for younger audiences. Please skip if you are uncomfortable. ****

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"Earlier wasn't the fun part?" Jeon Rose tried to guide his hand between her thighs but he broke free and placed her hand on the wall. "What did I say? Don't move." Park Jimin licked the shell of her ear. He felt her tremble.

He moved in languid, sensual strokes at first and slowly pulling all the way out until only the tip, then ramming back in. The angle was so perfect that it rubbed right along her g-spot. His forehead rested on her shoulder, his heavy puffs of breath covering her skin as he moved inside her.

As his pace changed, her breathy moans echoed through the bathroom, bouncing off the walls. Her breasts swayed at every thrust. Her pale skin flushed pink from the water's heat and the rush of arousal.

Every little sensation was magnified; every drop of water became an electric touch as the tension in her core tightened. Park Jimin's lips skimmed along the delicate skin of her throat. His mouth sucked at it, leaving hickeys behind.

His body rubbed against her, slick with water and smoldering with desire. Even as his pace became more of a hammer, he still kept his lunges controlled, focused entirely on her pleasure.

"So beautiful." Park Jimin murmured huskily, rubbing his stubbled cheek into her arched back. "So soft and delicious."

Jeon Rose wanted to push her hips back to meet the sweet, heavy pressure that was filling her deeper and deeper but Park Jimin's strong grip held her in place. He dominated her with the desire to give her pleasure and she loved every bit of it.

"You're almost there, Rosè?" his voice was so raw with lust, his breath hot in her ear. "I'm coming too. We're going to come at the same time and you're going to take every drop of me." Park Jimin buried his face in Jeon Rose's neck.

The controlled rhythm he had set before gave way to frantic need, his hips jack hammering into her yielding flesh. The ravenous slapping of their flesh filled the air.

He reached down to between her thighs and began rubbing at her by now ultra-sensitive clit. That pushed her over the edge. Jeon Rose saw stars blinking in front of her vision while Park Jimin groaned loudly. Her silken heat twisted and clenched around his thrusting hardness drawing out his own release.

Park Jimin ground his teeth, reining in the primal desire to bite her again. Her body was so welcoming and so yielding to him.

Park Jimin kissed Jeon Rosè's shoulders and back before slowly slipping his rod from her hot and warm core. Afterward, they decided to take a shower again.

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Jeon Rose lazily laid on the bed with Park Jimin's arm across her waist as he gently embraced her. Just as she was about to fall asleep, she heard him say in her ear, "Lee Yeonwoo and I have nothing to do with each other. Everything is all in the past. I have never done anything against my will."

Jeon Rose opened her eyes, looked at his faint and slightly pursed lips. Park Jimin was solemnly stating a fact to her.

He could see the doubt and apprehension she refused to voice under her silence. He didn't want her to worry too much. This meant that he cared about her feelings too.

Jeon Rose smiled faintly and put her arms around him, like an octopus that couldn't be shaken off no matter what. She put her face on his neck and breathed in the smell of the shower gel, "Park Jimin, I believe in you."