Finest Jin

Mine (21+)

Once in the apartment, Jin set me down on my feet and as soon as I landed, he had me slammed violently against the door, locking it as he consumed my mouth. His hands slipped up from the deadbolt to grab my wrists and pull them up above my head. His fingers were splayed across my ribs, pushing me hard against the solid door at my back. His fingers were bruising me, leaving tiny purple spots as he filled my mouth with his tongue. I could barely breathe. My hands went to Jins' chest, trying to push him back for a just a second to give me enough space to take a breath. He reacted with an aggression that almost frightened me. He released me only enough to pull my shirt over my head, then crush me in a deep kiss again, his hips grinding hard against me. 

I was gasping for air, my whole body in a startled state of arousal and shock. My blood was heating quickly, as the fire from Jin was burning against me. His hips pressed hard into my pelvis, lifting me to tippy toes and holding me there. The responding pulses caught me by surprise. I had never reached such a state so quickly. Jin saw my expression and could see what his actions were having on my body. He was the maestro, my flesh his orchestra. I could feel the melody beginning in the voltaic shocks spreading from his touch and swirling to my core. 

Jin stepped back and dropped to his knee, tearing my pants and panties down with vicious tugs, leaving me in just my bra and the colour of my arousal. He yanked his own shirt over his head, then dove back at me, sucking my bottom lip into his mouth and biting so hard that I tasted blood. His hands ripped my bra straps off my shoulders, and he leaned back, spinning me to face the door. Jins' body crushed me into the wood, his hard erection pressing into my back. I felt him fumble with the clasps, then pluck it from me and toss it away, holding me against the door with one hand as though he feared I might escape. His hot chest sandwiched my body, my head turned to the side, face squashed against the door. Jin had progressed from tongue to teeth, nipping along my jaw, breathing out deeply into my ear. His moist exhalation set me to shivering. Goosebumps raised all down my arms. My hands were flat on the door beside my head. Jins' hands mirrored mine before traveling down to my shoulder, where he spun me to face him again. Using my arms as leverage, he dragged me to the living room, backing me up so quickly, I nearly stumbled. When my legs hit the arm of the couch, Jin pulled up, his sombre eyes taking in my swollen lips and the bewilderment flashing in my expression. 

"I want you badly right now. I don't think I am capable of being gentle with you tonight. If I am scaring you...or if you have any intention of refusing me, you had best leave now." His voice was deep with need; gravelly with emotion. I held his gaze. The deep chocolate eyes had sharpened into the glistening black of a ravens' wing. I could see the warning flashing there. He was all hormones and pent up aggression in that moment. If I agreed to his terms, I was likely to bear the brunt of his frustration. A long moment passed. Jin was panting, his hands clenched at his sides, his bare chest already red with exertion. He was using every ounce of his control to hold back. Awaiting my consent. 

"Jin-Ah, for you: my answer is always yes. I will never refuse you." 

Jin swallowed. In slow motion, his Adams' Apple bobbed. I felt the liquid response to what was coming between my legs. Sharply contrasting the pace of just a second ago, SeokJin stepped into me again, his mouth closing on the junction of throat and shoulder, his teeth marking the flesh. The gasp was involuntary. So was the shriek that escaped when he spun me away from him, one long fingered hand tipping my head away from his lips that were now leaving a stinging bruise on the side of my throat. I reached back, my hands yearning to grasp him. They were disappointed; Jin pushed me forward, snugging up behind me. I fell over the arm of the couch, experiencing another flush of heat as I heard the zip of his pants and heard the fabric falling. I had no time to look back before I was bent forward, the wild man behind me bumping my legs open. In one violent thrust, he had shoved himself hard into me. I cried out in shock and a bit of pain. His unforgiving hands grabbed onto my hips and began a furious tempo.