After about half an hour, my body wasn't at rest. Jimin's fluffy hair tickled my neck as his head lay on my chest while his arms held me tight.

My eyes flickered open as I smiled looking at him sleeping on me like a baby.

"Jimin," I cooed.

"I love you."

He shifted himself above facing me, being half asleep and pulled me closer to his body and mumbled in his deep voice, "I love you more."

Every time he says it, it still gives me butterflies.

I bit on my lip as I lined his tough abs with my fingertips, touching every part of his robust chest while he was asleep.

He smelled like chocolate that I wanted to taste, badly.

I lined his plump lips and couldn't stop myself from pecking on them and running my fingers through his hair.

Once, twice, thrice.

I started to kiss his lips and move my body closer to his crotch creating friction.

I wanted him, my body was craving his touch.

As I was about to kiss his lips again, he abruptly changed our positions as he landed on top of me and pinned my hands above my head.

He narrowed his eyes at me.

"You initiated this, don't regret it," he said as he started to suck on my neck roughly as a punishment for annoying his sleep but I was loving it.

He continued to assault my neck letting his lips wander over the expanse of my exposed skin as his fingers clawed over to my shoulder pulling down the straps of my dress.

I could feel him hardening at the sight of me getting weak under his touch, being exposed to him in my lace.

He brushed off my bangs as he pressed his lips on mine sucking and biting on them, the animal inside him was almost on the verge of taking control over me.

"Jimin," I whimpered as he pulled off my bra sliding it down my chest and tossed it to the side while my dress pooled around my waist.

He planted rough kisses on my jawline while his fingers teased my hardened nipples making me moan like crazy.

He massaged my breast palming it while sucking and swirling his tongue around one. Biting on it he made me moan his name again and again as I could feel the pool of wetness in me.

He was getting rough, he started to go down on me, trailing hickeys all along my stomach. He groaned when his finger glided over my clothed core feeling my wetness.

He pulled the dress down as I now lay beneath him in only my panties.

He palmed my heat, his fingers started to pound in me sliding the fabric to the side while he kept kissing my lips hungrily.

He kept entering his fingers making me lose my mind.

"Stand up," he ordered.

I stood in front of him as he got rid of my panties rolling it off my legs.

He gently bent me over at the edge of the bed and began to unzip his pants. He bent towards me, his lips kissing and biting on my neck as he suddenly entered me, making me take him entirely.

I cried out in pleasure.

"You're so tight," he mumbled near my ear and spanked my butt while gently biting on my earlobe. He didn't give me the time to adjust but started to pound me harder.

"Jimin," I managed to say as he kept on leaving marks all along my neck while his hands palmed my breast massaging them, he could feel the hardening of my nipples under his touch.

He held my arms tightly in one of his, while his other hand roamed all over my bare body as he kept thrusting inside me.

"You're so fucking beautiful," he said in a deep voice making me bite on my lip to lower down my moans.

He had absolute control over me.

As I was about to reach my high, he pulled off suddenly and placed me on the bed building frustration in my body.

I whined.

I lay on the bed while he stood, embracing every part of my body, his eyes scanning every inch of my skin.

He slapped my heat with his member as he looked at me with a smirk, raising his left eyebrow.

"Jimin, please," I whimpered, almost begging.

"Please, what?" He asked, enjoying the situation as I was getting needy for him.

"Just fuck me, daddy," I said as I knew how turned on he would get after me calling him that.

"What did you call me? Say it again," He demanded making me feel impatient.

I gasped as he came close to my face and kissed my lip sucking on the lower one.

"I want you to fuck me, fuck me, hard daddy," I said in a low tone as he lost his control and pushed himself inside me making me moan as he grabbed my throat, slightly choking me.

I was almost on the verge of fainting, this was the first time he had gone that rough and I was relishing every bit of it.

He was rough but not to an extent that it would hurt me.

He was thrusting inside me, multitasking, giving me all the pleasures at once, making my vision blurry as a few tears escaped my eyes.

He was strong, powerful, dominating just like always. I heard him moan and felt him press even deeper inside me when we both climaxed together.

"That was hot," my inner goddess exclaimed as I shut my eyes, my chest heaved as I was feeling breathless.

"Does my baby girl feel sleepy and is tired now?" Jimin asked in his hoarse voice making me look right into his eyes.

"Not tired," I said flashing a weak smile at him.

"Oh, so is my baby girl ready for round two?" He asked wrapping his arms tightly around my body.

"My body's giving up, not my mind," I said, trying to sound proud.

He chuckled as he pulled me into his embrace and showered me with forehead kisses making me feel protected, just like a baby.

"Marry me," he said.

"We are already married Jimin," I said placing my head on his chest and closing my eyes.

"I want to give you that fancy wedding that I didn't, I want you to have everything that's mine. Anything that I can do to make you happy, I want to do it. Let's get married, again, please."

I raised my gaze to meet his.

"He loves you," my inner goddess smiled.

"Will you think I'm stupid if I say I don't need a fancy wedding? Let's just have something small, private, you and me, that's all," I said in a low voice.

He wrapped his arms around me and kissed my cheeks.

"Why didn't you start dating me when we were in high school?" He complained.

"I didn't ever think you'd like me or even look at me during school," I said.

"Ara, I didn't fall in love with you because I was lost or lonely. I always wanted you to only be my friend when I was a kid and the minute you came to my company to give the interview, that day I knew, you are the woman I want to make permanent in my life," he said

He caressed my face, kissed me gently and wrapped the blanket around us.

I was sleepy, felt sore. I needed rest.

"Did I hurt you, Ara?" He asked, concerned.

"I'm alright," I said in a weak voice.

"So you won't wake me up anymore?" He asked as I chuckled and buried my head in his chest and fell asleep.

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A/N:
Feeling single?