Fifty Shades Of Park Jimin

•Chapter 42•

9:30 exactly, just like Jimin said. And I'm sat on one of the leather seats watching him present his ideas to the rest of the business team. I don't know how many people are sat at this shared table, possibly fifteen to twenty? I'm not sure. I can't focus. Especially when these are in me. Vibrating, rubbing and stimulating me. Building up the pleasurable sensation further, driving me over the edge.

Yet when I look over to Jimin, he's perfectly normal. Acting like nothing is happening. Acting like he isn't doing anything to me. He speaks about all his ideas confidently, everyone in the room intrigued and fascinated. But it's clear with some of the girls that they're more interested in him than his plans. With they way they're gawking and practically drooling over him. I try not to get jealous and occasionally roll my eyes at them.

I don't blame them, he looks gorgeous as always. His white linen sleeves rolled up exposing his smooth skin and veiny arms. His hands, firm and strong with rings wrapped around some of his fingers. One hand tucked away in his trouser pockets the other hanging out, holding onto the small remote device that's controlling my sensual assault.

I'm trying my best not to let out a sound but with him pressing the buttons more and more the deeper it goes inside vibrating and stimulating. Gripping onto the chair I see my knuckles turning white, I try to relive the pressure by digging my nails into the chair but it's too difficult. I see Jimin every so often sharing arrogant glances towards me. The small smirk playing onto his lips as he watches me tremble underneath his glare. His dark aura and intense stare making me feel heated.

I feel breathless  exhausted and weak. My legs are shaking along with the rest of my body. I can't do anything more. Nothing more is left to do than to find my release. I feel the sense of relief knowing it's near, knowing this pressure will stop and knowing that I don't have to suppress my emotions any more. But as soon as I feel the knot forming in my lower region the vibrating motion stops driving me insane. I silently groan and roll my eyes. Clenching my jaw and gritting my teeth together, how did I not expect this from Jimin? This is the second time he's done this to me. It's frustrating but I know this is probably his plan. Last time he did this it ended up with both of us in his shower...

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Getting up from my seat I begin to walk over to the door. The meeting's finished, and everyone is slowly exiting. I quickly rush out, partly annoyed because Jimin did this to me but more so now that I'm sexually frustrated. I sit back at my desk and continue with the work that has been assigned to me.

It doesn't take long for him to also walk out of the meeting room. Our eyes instantly connect and I see the smug expression he's wearing. His eyes dancing with amusement as his lips curve into a sly smile. I look back at my computer screen, regaining my focus. From the corner of my eye I can see him getting closer towards my desk. I panic, so I start a conversation with Jungkook hoping Jimin will see that I'm working on something. But it doesn't stop him as he interrupts me mid sentence with Jungkook.

"y/n, my office please. Now." He's demanding and somewhat sounds controlling but I comply by following him inside.

I close the door behind me. I don't want anyone from the office to be hearing the conversation we are about to have.

"So how was it?" I can tell he's satisfied. He grips his hands on my waist bringing me closer towards him. I stumble forward and rest my hands on his upper arms. He's so muscular. His strong arms are defined even when he's wearing his shirt. I couldn't help but notice his defined abdomen when we were in the meeting. His tight shirt reveals his beautiful skin underneath.

"I think you should wear some loose shirts" I run my hands against his body and let them fall until they're dropped to my sides. I need to change the subject because I know he's going to leave me flustered.

He raises his brow at the unexpected statement, his eyes wander down to his shirt questioningly. I follow his eyes just to see his figure again.

"Why?"

"I just don't think they suit you.." I lie.

He let's out a soft chuckle, his hands gripping my waist even tighter. He brings me even closer towards him.

"Are you sure that's the reason?" He teases. "Or do you just not like other women staring at me?"

I gulp. So he does notice then.

"Are you jealous?" He tilts his head to the side, regarding me intently. Lips curving into a shameless smirk.

"Yes" I admit. Of course I'm jealous. I don't want other women staring at him. It annoys me. I understand he's ridiculously attractive but he's only satisfying their needs further by teasing them.

"Why?" He's enjoying this. His eyes glimmer with humour.

I'm jealous because I want you to myself. I don't want others staring at you. I only want to stare at you. But I don't admit it. I can't. When I don't say anything back to him, he hooks my chin with his finger. Forcing me to look into his eyes.

"I only want you". He smiles arrogantly, reassuring me. "You're cute when you're jealous". He caresses my cheek and I can't help the smile that's forming on my lips. He only wants me? Wow. That causes something to stir in my stomach.

Grabbing my hand he walks me over to the desk.

"I think I need something back". I instantly know what he's talking about. I had completely forgot that they were still inside me. I got a little distracted by my jealousy.

He turns me around and bends me across his desk once again. Slowly grazing my skirt upwards which rests on my upper thigh and removing the balls from me. I feel a sense of relief. I stand up and return back to my posture. I see him placing the toy back in its rightful box and back into his desk draw.

"How was it?" He asks honestly. I see he's not teasing me anymore.

"Good. But..you didn't let me...well...you know..." My confidence wavers and I feel hot all of a sudden. I can't finish the sentence off because I feel way too shy to speak those words out loud. But he of course has no problems with it.

"What? Let you cum?" Once again playful Jimin is back. His mood switches are a headache. I look down as I feel my cheeks flush crimson.

He holds my face in his hands, brushing my hair in the process. His gaze focuses on my lips. I flutter my eyes shut waiting to feel his lips on mine. The sensation so soft and delicate. The types of kisses I crave most from him "Don't worry we have plenty of time for that baby". He breathes against my lips. I melt everytime he calls me that. I haven't gotten used to it yet but I know that I really enjoy it.

"We're leaving come on." He intertwines his hand with mine, moving closer towards the door. I halt in my steps confused.

"What? Why?"

He turns around and flashes me a devilish smirk.

"Because I have something more fun in mind that we can do..."

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