The Black Dahlia | BTS 🔞

The limo

With me – Sum 41 &Wicked Games – The Weeknd

Dahlia was anxious at the thought of kissing him. Out of all people she could have chosen to do it again, she chose one of her clients. Not only that, but he was also a known ladies' man, and having meaningless sex was perhaps not the best idea to start being sexually active again. But this connection, it was more than simple plain meaningless sex material. The tension between them was electric, and strong enough that it busted through all the negativity they had swim in during the day.

They were now so close to each other, their breaths intertwined. His eyes looked into hers, asking permission to go further. In response, she simply pressed her breast against his chest, the distance between getting even smaller. His finger slowly traced the junction of her skin and her skirt, finally putting his hand under the fabric to caress her skin over the line of her garter stockings. Again, a shiver went down her spine as the flame in her lower belly got stronger and stronger. With her right hand, she grabbed his tie as she passed her fingers through his silvery hair. With this move, she finally closed the distance between them, their lips caressing each other.

The contact of his hot mouth against hers made the brunette groan softly. His hand got up her thighs, feeling her garters and revealing more of her skin. She was so smooth and warm. He couldn't get enough of her skin under his touch. His other hand unbuttoned her blouse to reveal her burgundy lace lingerie. She was a treat for sore eyes and her mouth tasted so good against his. He could still taste the strawberry on her lips and he avidly brought her on him, straddled over his thighs.

As she was brought up on him, Dahlia took his embroidered jacket off and started to unbutton his shirt, her gaze embracing every inch of skin she discovered. He had many tattoos on his chest and she could see they continued down his arms. Her lips descended to his sharp jaw, kissing every inch of his perfection. Then, she went down his neck and behind his ears. "I am not wearing any panties" she murmured in a hot breath. This simple sentence made Jimin pants tighten as he pressed her against him even harder, passing his firm hand into her hair. Her lips got down his chest, kissing every tattoo and down to his lower belly. With the tips of her fingers, she played with his pants' button and unzipped them to release his pression. She could now feel his hardened and long member under the fabric of his boxer. Her kisses continued at the junction of his skin and boxers.

Jimin could feel his blood pump through his veins, his skin burning under the million shivers her kisses brought down his skin. He grabbed her face to make her come back up, taking back her lips against his. She slightly bitted his lower lips before looking at him directly in his stormy eyes. Dahlia could hear her heart pound in her ears. His skin, his gaze, his sculpted muscles under his gorgeous tattoos. She wanted him, now. She took off her blouse as he kissed her naked shoulder, then going down her breast. He passed his arms around her waist, pressing her against him. He wanted to taste her in every way possible. He wanted to make her scream. Slowly sliding his hand on her back, he unhooked her lace bra to uncover her round bust.

His tongue against her breast, Dahlia let her head go back, moaning in excitement. She couldn't take it anymore. Her hand slid down his chest and under his boxer, starting to pump his members in a slow and controlled wrist movement. He let out a groan at the feeling of her hand against his already hardened crotch. Fastly, he took off his boxers, joining his pants at his ankles. Dahlia, with one hand, continued her movements on his hard member, her thumb pressing on his head. With her other hand, she brought her skirt up her waist completely, revealing her bottom. Jimin's hands grabbed each buttock, slightly slapping it as he kissed her again. He could feel her tongue twirling with his. He couldn't wait any longer.

In one movement, he took her by her butt, making her come down on his verge. The feeling of her tight and wet pussy around his crotch made him let out a brutish moan. As he thrusted into her in slow motions, Jimin kissed her neck, massaging her bottom with his strong hands. With every motion in her, Dahlia felt alive again and again. This emptiness she had felt for the last months started to finally to feel healed again.