"It's a one-nighter," she voiced loud and clear, expressing the sobriety of her words through her frosty voice. Those words tacked themselves to the walls of his brain. 

They were bare to each other, her stellar frame laying beneath him as the incandescent hazes of need submerged them. She clipped her fingers into the cincture of his boxers and frantically glimpsed into his eyes, idling for confirmation, loitering for him to confess that they were just casually hooking up.

Jimin was tongue-tied. As if he swallowed his tongue. 

"Say it's just a one-nighter thing." It creaked more like she was persuading herself, deterring herself from being addicted to his intimacy. "Say it," her thumb fondled on the lordly v-lines, and her pleading whisper crippled him. That kind of power she possessed over him. He relished in that vulnerable moment. Her eyes were as incredible as ever, but there was something he presumably never vouched before in those orbs. The twinkles of fear danced in those tempestuous blue orifices. 

"It is." His index finger nuzzled her temples to down her cheek, and he exhaled. For the first time, not reckoning his own words. 

A niche of her lush mouth curved gradually and she peeked down between them. His boxers were off in one misty second and their naked bodies were enmeshed with each other. His toned body was oh so beautifully molding with hers. His bronze skin glistened with a thin mantle of sweat, and she ran her nails down to his toned abs. Compared to her slender frame, he was immense and so was his little friend. He was never going to forget his reaction when she gawked at his cock. 

Her eyes were wide like a timid doll and saffron tinted her cheeks. She breathed, "God, you have been carrying this Lil' Billy in your baggy pants?"

Jimin choked on his saliva and a bubble of shriek splintered through him. "My what?"

"Your candy stick. Your doodle dasher, yaa know?" she flickered, her inky eyelashes fluttering. Jimin dropped his head in the cavern between her neck and shoulder, and his body rattled with subdued laughter. 

Leona clawed her nails in the flesh of his back and a hiss evaded from him, but he still chuckled. "I don't know if I should be offended and cry, or forget about my throbbing boner and laugh. Doodle dasher? Seriously?"

Her fingers trailed down snuggling right over his ass and she could attend the patience that prevailed inside him, slowly withering away. "What's wrong with that?"

Jimin licked a hot stripe from the middle of her throat to down her breasts, giving a lazy bite to her perky nipple. Harmonizing himself on his right forearm, his other hand chased down to her swollen pussy. He thrust two fingers inside her and watch her wriggle. Her head tumbled back, mouth falling open with a hefty breath. 

"Now, imagine if I call your hot pussy lady flower."

Her rising moan matured into a dissolving grunt, winning a smirk from him. "Look at you, baby. I like you moaning, I won't mind you screaming though."

"Then make me." She bit his shoulder and nuzzled her nose in his neck. She could feel him shuddering when she pulled him closer. 

"Your request is my command, precious." 

He pulled back his fingers and slammed into her again. Leona's eyes screwed close and she jerked her hips up with a low moan. His long callous finger rolled inside her, before he drew back and thrust them right in, hard and fast. 

"Fuck," she gasped, when he picked that pace, stretching her out as his hot mouth latched on her nipple. He tried to suck her whole in. Leona entwined her fingers through his silken strands, urging him for more. Jimin compelled, thrusting his finger harder and her slippery walls clenched around him. 

"Damn, I want to be inside you now." His raspy voice gave her vagina a heartbeat. 

Jimin ripped his fingers back and turned them straight into his mouth, licking them. Their eyes stayed sealed as she breathlessly watched him. He looked glorious with those wet lips, messy locks sticking out and a chivalrous smile teasing his cheeks.

"You taste too sweet for your bitter personality, baby," he winked and before she could protest, she felt his thick hard cock aligning against her entrance. She was baffled thinking when did he even roll on the condom.

She held her breath, and closed her eyes, in anticipation. 

"Open your legs, wide. I want to bury all of myself in one go." His eyes were obscured with the inkling of thundering mountainous breeze and Leona bent her knees, spreading her legs. 

"Look at me. You close your eyes, and I stop." There that commanding bastard was unleashed.

But she gave in anyway, fighting him was useless. She liked his rough voice way too much.

"Good girl," with that, he thrust in. All on the way in and their bodies froze, breath hampered and their screams crashed. Her walls melted with the pressure and pain, he was too much, very deep. Leona bit on his neck as he lingered thoroughly with his face sunk in her neck. Seemed like he was regaining control over his body and senses. 

All she wanted him was to lose control.

Boldly, she wrapped her shaking legs around his torso, tugging him further and she whimpered when his tip hit a certain spot. "Fuck me as you promised to."

Jimin looked at her wild eyes and hauled back. He shuffled himself on his elbows and draped her leg firmly around his waist. His second thrust was so powerful that she slide up the bed and the bed creaked. with her loud moan. He didn't stop. His thick cock easily glided in her wet pussy, making the dirty sloppy noises. He hit all the way in, thrusting in and out hard and fast, no halting even to breath. Her breast shimmied and she clamped around him with a shriek. She smiled at the fullness she felt. His every thrust was vexatious. She was already close but she held herself, not wanting to end those hazy celestial moments.

When her eyes snapped close, his palm spanked her right buttcheek and her skin blistered. Leona gawked at him with her mouth dangling open. He was fucking sex god, staring at her with hunger, desire, and need. 

His thrusts stopped. "I want your legs and eyes open until I am done. Understood?"

Leona squinted her eyes, her nails harshly punched into his shoulder blades and he winched. She willfully clasped herself around him, grinning in victory when the distressed look tarnished his eyes. 

"Leona," speaking hushedly, he held her jaw, evidently loving her bratty attitude. "I want to fuck this mouth so bad. Keep this up and I will spank your ass damn hard that you will cry and beg for my cock at the same time."

In response, Leona opened her legs further, she cradled his jaw in her hands, her dainty fingers stroking his cheek, his nose, his lips, and he bit on her thumb. Jimin guided his cock back into her tight pussy, and their lips met in a frenzied kiss. She tugged at his hair and the nerve of his restraint cracked. He fucked her with a maddening pace. Hard, fast, deep. 

He slowed down, thrusting sharp and slow, regarding her moan, wither, smile, and then again drew his pace. His lips faltered from her jaw to her neck, she steered her head back, taking his thrust, dousing in his touch, basking in the intensity blossoming between them.

"I am close, Jimin. Faster, don't stop," she pleaded, arching her back as his hand sailed between them and rubbed her clit. She lost it. Her screams and cries sprinkled the room.

His hips bucked, and he plunged in and out faster, his fingers rubbing her hard. They both watched her pussy swallowing his cock, and that turned her on more. The pressure and pleasure convoluted, drenching her cells in the land of milk and honey, little firecrackers shattered her nerves and her cunt tightened around him. He wasn't even cursing, he was just spelling out her name like a prayer, his hands touching her like he was worshipping and refused to be plagued by any fucking thing existing in the universe. 

With a groan and hard sloppy thrust, Leona screeched. That was it. The stars, the moons, asteroids, meteoroids, or whatever darkened her vision. She came so hard that her arms went flying around his shoulders for the backing, her body convulsed with the rushing pleasure His face settled buried in her boobs, and his hips continued with the thrusts. The staggering sensitivity welled tears in her eyes as her cunt burned. Leona knew he was close, his gasps were relentless and they fascinated her sweaty skin. 

"Tayson, let go," she whispered and he went solid with a deep thrust inside her. His arms shuddered around her frame and his grunts crammed the bedroom. He came inside her and filled her up. His moist body slumped over hers. His ragged breath deliciously prickled her skin and his weight over her fogged her mind. Her name still dwelled on his lips like a prayer. She felt it all. His chest rising incessantly, his heart crumbling beneath his chest. He pressed his lips where her jaw and neck met, and she shivered with a simple act of intimacy. The silence in the room was like the hush under deep oceans- nerve-wracking. Perspiration trickled down her temples, but still, they lay in the same position. 

He was still inside her, now grown soft. 

Leona closed her eyes, inhaling his essence and ruffling his hair and then he shuffled. His eyes were damp, relinquished with thousand emotions and she knew.

Leona Pierce had wrecked Park Jimin.