You Were Mine -{Jimin ff}

oo Part 6 oo

                   ⚠️SMUT WARNING⚠️

       I sat on his bed letting him pick out a show for us to watch. I just kept rethinking the past events. Tears streamed down my face one by one. " shhh don't cry, ok?" He took his thumb brushing away the tears across my cheeks.
"Y/N, you trust me right?" "Yes" "Do you want me to make you feel better?" "Yes" "Don't move."

His thumb brushed against my bottom lip pulling me into a kiss. His lips were soft it was different then with Jimin. He was gentle, took his time. He was more loving than him. He laid me down on the bed. Hovering over top of me. Are lips met again, he pulled away for air. His minty breath tickled my neck. He kissed my forehead, my nose, my lips, my neck. Finding my sweet spot. "Mmhahh." He left three hickeys along my sweet stop.

Jackson pulled his tee shirt over and off exposing his toned abs. Taking off my own shirt I latch on to Jackson. The room was cold, he was my source of warmth. His fingers hook around the belt loops of my jeans pulling them down leaving me in my matching bra and pantie set. Flipping us over I straddle his waist. I lick my lips eyeing him up and down. I move down to his stomach outlining his toned stomach with my tongue. I step off from his lap standing him up along with me. I pulled down his sweatpants and threw them across the room.

I put my fingers to the brim of his underwear taking them in a swift motion only for him to do the same to me. Pushing him back to the bed I return to our previous position. I lined myself up to him. "Wait Y/N, I'm in control." He pushed me onto my back, pinning my hands above my head. Crashing his lips against me now swollen lips he kissed me passionately one last time. He moved his hands to my thighs spreading them apart.

He pushed himself inside of me quickly. His paste was much slower than Jimin's but it was much more sensual. "Jackson..." my moans were quiet and slow. He quicken his speed at the obvious sign that he was close. "Y/N...fuck" he grunted lowly. "Jackson...go faster..I'm almost thereeee." My words were dragging out. With a few more slow thrusts we cummed, moaning in unison.

He pulled out of me, laying next to me. He was holding me, comforting me. "Y/N I told you I just wanted to make you feel better. I'm just telling you I don't want to push you into anything you don't want. " "it's ok Jackson I know that this was probably not the best option to get over him but thank you. I really mean it." In his arms I feel asleep. Forgetting about what had happened.