Love Is Not Over {Editing}

Serendipity

{A/N: This chapter includes le smut. Grab a water bottle and enjoy! 😉}

After a few steps Jimin stops walking and spins me to face him.

"Jen..gongjunim..." he begins and he presses his forehead against mine.

My heart flutters and practically skips a beat when I hear him call me this precious term of endearment.

"I- I would never do anything you are uncomfortable with. And I really don't want to do anything tonight that you will regret later..You.. I..We shouldn't."

I reach up and grab his face. "You are a treasure. Everything is okay. I am okay."

He stares deep into my eyes and then kisses my forehead.

Walking backwards, he leads me into the bedroom and never stops kissing me.

We lay on the bed, our lips brushing one another's uncontrollably.

I tug on his shirt and, receiving my message, he pulls it over his head and tosses it on the floor.

He starts leaning in and I stop him by putting my hand on his pec.

"Just-just hold on for..like a second." I bite down on my lip.

His eyes flash with concern. "I can put it back on if that will make you more comfortable."

"Oh please don't. I just need to admire this for a minute" I say holding up my index finger while my eyes repeatedly zoom up and down his torso.

"Fuck. Wow you are perfect" I run my hand along his ivory skin and outline his abs.

"Not as perfect as you" he leans in and kisses my shoulder.

"I only have a baby two pack and it's definitely not as toned as yours." I say patting my stomach playfully.

"I haven't even seen your body and I am already amazed by you."

I scrunch my face in embarrassment and shake my head.

He brings his lips up towards my face and presses them against mine again.

He lifts my shirt a few inches and rests his hand on my waist.

It lingers there. Patiently. Comfortably. Waiting for my approval.

I move the fabric over my head and throw the shirt onto the mattress.

A huge smile spreads across his face as it is his turn to admire my body.

He whispers "beautiful" before reaching out to cup my breast.

He slips his fingers under my bralette and runs his thumb along my nipple. It instantly hardens under his touch and he licks his lips before he moves his mouth to my chest.

I feel his tongue drawing wet circles around my areola.

I gasp at the tender deliciousness.

His hand roams down my stomach and stops above my zipper. "Can I?" he asks in a low voice.

I nod and unbutton my jeans. He helps me out of my pants and slides out of his as well.

He reaches down in between my thighs and feels my wetness. He groans loudly "you feel delicious, let me taste your other lips."

Hearing him say this has me soaking through my lace panties.

He kisses me before moving down and kissing my chin.

He then caresses my neck..

His lips meet my collar bone and he lingers there for a moment,

he places gentle pecks on each of my nipples..

He kisses the space between my breast

...then my belly button.

He moves his lips slightly towards the space where my hip meets my upper thigh.

He grazes his mouth on the skin directly above my opening.

I exhale deeply, trying to control my breathing, as he pulls down my panties.

He spreads my legs with his elbow and starts rubbing my clit with his thumb.

At the same time, he begins licking my opening.

He flicks his tongue slowly. Intentionally.

Deliberately tracing every one of my curves.

He swirls his tongue and slides two fingers inside me.

I grip onto the sheets on either side of me and bite my tongue, trying to control myself.

He quickens his pace and I run my hands through his hair, tugging on it.

I feel my core become more sensitive and my heart rate quicken suddenly.

"Mmmmm don't- don't stop."

He plunges his fingers deeper inside me and finds the tender spot.

I groan softly and edge closer to him, lusting for even deeper penetration.

He kisses my clit and traces it with long, slow licks.

This is enough to send me into orgasmic bliss.

I am overcome with the quivering sensation between my thighs that sends waves of pleasure along my body. I shut my eyes and my knees tremble as loud moans escape from deep within.

My back arches and I yell out one last time before falling back onto the mattress.

I am at a loss for words and can only stare blankly at the ceiling. My heart rate gradually decreases and my breathing becomes regular.

I feel shuffling on the bed before Jimin pulls the covers over both of us and cuddles up next to me, draping his arm over my bare chest.

I turn towards him and can barely muster the courage to make eye contact.

He returns my smile and pecks my shoulder.

He runs his hand slowly up and down my arm while I drift off to sleep.