MY INNOCENCE 🌸 || p.jm ✔︎

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Jimin

After fucking her senselessly, she suggested we take a shower. As we ran the soap across each other, the temptation was high as the steamy water hit our bodies, sexual tension still radiating in the air.

I had her pressed against the cold tile of the shower wall, thrusting slowly. She held onto me firmly, clawing at my back but it didn't phase me, pleasure out weighing any pain.

Her insides felt too good, I was drowning in ecstasy. She moaned endlessly in my ears, her beautiful voice echoing in the bathroom, exciting me more. I tugged at her marked skin, darkening the shade even more as her fingers got entangled in my hair.

"Fuck daddy, that feels so good." She choked out.

"I make you feel good?" I teased while slowing down.

"Mhmmm... please don't stop." She whined. I sped up my pace faster than before skin clapping along with water splats, filling the bathroom.

"I love you princess!" I groaned in her ear while softly biting her earlobe. She rested her head in the crook of my neck while I still pounded her, biting down on my unmarked neck.

"I love... you too Jiminie.... aHhhHhh I'm about to cum!" I felt my dick pulsate inside of her, begging to release but I wanted to feel her warm juices on me first.

"Cum for me baby." She unwinded on me, twitching as her juices, flowed on me, trickling down her legs and mixing with the water. I like that I can be so rough with her, I can tell how it excited her, pleased her, took her to dark places that I'm quite frankly is glad to see.

"You're so fucking perfect, you know that?" She nodded as I smashed my lips onto hers in rough kiss. I never been so deeply attached to one person. Usually I'll get bored after a blowjob, or their easiness will turned me off. But I wanted Angel, I need her, in every way possible.

She's like a drug to me, and whoever dares to take her away from me, better say their prayers. I pulled away to catch my breath while resting my forehead on hers. We were both panting. I turned the water off and placed her on her feet. She didn't last long though and I should have expected that.

"Jiminie I'm sore." She pouted. I grabbed a towel from the rack and wrapped her in it before picking her up in bridal style carrying her to the bedroom. "Can I wear one of your hoodies?" She asked cutely.

I handed her one and I put on the matching sweatpants. I crawled into bed with her wrapping my arm around her frame. We were laying there in complete silence before her phone ringed. She rolled over to grabbed it then moved back into my arms.

"Five missed calls from Shownu and three messages from Elle."

"Is everything alright?" I asked as her phone occupied her.

"He's just worried because I didn't get back to him about our movie date. He says he's doing some kind of training for his new job... I still think it's a mistake."

"Well um.. what is his new job." She looked up at me and weakly smiled.

"It's uh... it's what you do. Without all the real estate.. I don't think his uncle owns that much." I nodded my head not wanting to press the issue or be suspicious about it.

"What about Elle, what's up with her?"

"Oh, she's just asking questions about the wedding like when's it going to be... if it's still on." There was a little pause.

To be honest with everything going on I forgot we were even in an arranged marriage but things have changed and I want to do right by her and that's starting with proposing the right way.