Reflection | PJM

21| arrival*

The latter half of the week was spent in anticipation.

You cleaned your apartment, groomed yourself, and mentally prepared yourself for the big event.

Today is the day.

You shower and shave all the hair off your body—not for any particular reason, but you like to be hairless.

You exit the shower and smooth perfumed lotion over your arms and legs. You pull a crewneck sweatshirt over your head and slip into a mini skirt fastened by a single button on the side.

You're not wearing any panties to make it easy for him to access you.

While you wait for his arrival, you check your email for any updates on your applications.

It looks like you have a few responses. You flag those emails and make a note to follow up later.

After killing an hour, Jimin finally calls.

"Hey, where are you?" you ask.

"Just got to the station. I should be there in half an hour," he says.

He shares some funny stories about his travel, and you entertain him until his taxi arrives.

You hang up and play with the hem of your skirt. He's almost here.

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There's a knock at the door. You don't waste time peeking through the peephole. You open the door and grab him by the collar of his trench coat to pull him inside.

He drops his bags and embraces you warmly. You breathe in his enticing scent and hug him tightly.

You drag him to your bedroom without saying a word and strip him of his coat.

He looks down at you with wet lips and soft eyes.

You push him onto the bed and unbutton his shirt like you're unwrapping a gift. You love that he wears button-ups.

You feel his denim pants rubbing against your bare pussy as you grind on him, waking his member up.

After removing his shirt, you entwine your hands with his and place them over his head, pinning him down as you kiss him hungrily. You've been craving his mouth.

He becomes excited and escapes from your hold. You're no match for his strength. He rolls you onto your back and begins sucking on your neck. The feeling is immaculate.

You wrap your legs around him and moan into his ear. Your hands grip at his back and leave scratches on his silky skin.

He kisses your face lightly and you can't help but bite his shoulder. He groans and grips your hair for only a second before releasing you.

He's being so gentle but you want it rough.

He caresses your face and hair while he kisses you, but you want his hands everywhere else. You grab his left hand and force it to your wet and swollen pussy.

He does as you wish and inserts his fingers one at a time, the way you like it. His thumb masterfully plays with your clit, and your body shakes. You dig your nails into his back, holding on for dear life.

He fingers you at multiple tempos. Fast until you almost reach climax, and then slow to make you whine for more. Eventually, your body gives out and you howl in pleasure while squirting your liquids.

He shushes you with a hot kiss. You want to devour him.

But he breaks away and travels lower, kissing your chest and stomach along the way. When he reaches your pussy, he digs right in and licks up the mess you made.