My last words hung dead in the air,

"I can protect my own body"

Jumin had pushed me against the wall, pinning against it with one arm. His other hand toyed idly with my hair as he gave me a wicked half smile. I was very aware of the proximity of our bodies, his eyes meeting mine, my breasts just pressing into the hard muscles of his chest. I could hear his tightly controlled breathing, could see a vein in his neck pulsing with his quickened heartbeat.

"Careful" he warned, "one sign of weakness from you and I won't be able to control myself."

I exhaled sharply, his words had caused something low inside me to tighten, and I could feel my skin flushing. Oh god please, I thought. I wanted this man, he was tall, sexy, dark, and there was something predatorial in his gaze that made me weak in the knees. I obviously was attracted to him based on our chats in the messenger, but it wasn't until I arrived at his place that I realised how deep and powerful that draw was. I had spent the first day tiptoeing around him, unsure where the limits of his control lay, but desperately trying to resist the electrical pull of this man.

But I could no longer resist him. I wanted to break down the facade that was the Jumin Han everyone else knew, to release the passion I could see boiling just beneath the surface. I wasn't sure what turned me on more, his barely concealed desire, or the deep well of anger and loneliness I could see buried deep within.

So, I made my move, hoping to crack his iron will. Reaching up with one hand, I placed it on his chest.

"Jumin" I whispered, "I want this"

His eyes widened and his body gave an involuntary shudder. He moved even closer, his body pressing completely against mine. I could feel his erection, pressing urgently against my stomach.

"Burger" he murmured, "you don't know what you're asking for".

I didn't reply, but rather met his eyes and stroked his chest, one finger ran over a hard nipple, until my hand rested on his belt. I couldn't help it, my hips swiveled and ground gently against his hard cock, silently begging him to take me, to make me his.

He grinned at me, almost a feral grimace of a predator before it devoured its prey.

"You can't say I didn't give you one last chance to stop me." He murmured in my ear, his control breaking, crumbling.

And then he was on me. His body pushed hard into mine, grinding against me as our mouths met. His tongue probed mine, then he began to gently suck on my lower lip. Quickly, he pushed my shirt up, revealing my breasts. They already felt full and heavy, longing for his touch, my nipples reddened and hardened like small rosebuds.

He cupped my breast, running his thumb over my swollen nipple. He then pinched it gently, the sharp, quick pain sending a jolt through me, making me moan out loud. Then, as if to test my limit, he slid his hand into his shorts, running and rubbing his hand over my underwear.

As he felt that my wetness had already soaked through the silken fabric, a look of pure lust crossed his face. With any other lover I would have been embarrassed, but the fact that my body responded so strongly to him only increased the tension.He rubbed my clitoris in tiny circles, feeling it grow hard and swollen under his touch. We kissed again, my hands entwining with his dark hair, small moans escaping me. I needed more, I wanted his skin on mine. I reached for his pants, fumbling to try and undo the button and zip in order to free his cock. I wanted to feel his hardness, the smooth skin, to lick the drops of liquid from his swollen tip.

But before I could unzip his pants, Jumin grabbed my hands and pushed them away.

"No" he murmured. It seems his control was not completely broken. When he fucked me, it would be on his terms.

Before I could even be taken aback, Jumin Han, my Jumin, got down on his knees before me. He was the sexiest thing I had ever seen, kneeling at my feet, fully dressed, big cock straining against his pants, eyes filled with a wildfire.

He grabbed my shorts and underwear and pulled them down, I stepped out of them eagerly. He pushed my legs apart so that I was standing wider, exposing myself to him. Suddenly a little self conscious, I closed my eyes and turned my head to the side.

"Look at me" he ordered. "I want to watch your face, Burger. Your pleasure is mine and I will have it."

I turned my face back towards his, and met his gaze. Not looking away, he reached up and began to rub my clit again. My lips parted and my breath came out in small gasps as I fought the urge to close my eyes and throw my head back, giving in to the warm waves of sensations. After a few moments he removed his fingers from my clitoris and began to gently run his finger around my opening, teasing at penetration but never fully entering me. I moaned and writhed, begging for him with my body.

He smiled wryly at my discomfort and obvious need and again, as if to find out how far he could push me, he plunged a finger inside me and began to fuck me with his hand.

I cried out, every nerve alight, my body finely tuned to his every motion.

"More" I gasped.

He looked up at me questioningly, momentarily pausing. I nodded and repeated myself,

"I want more of you, Jumin" I murmured.

He moved another finger into place, slowly, half teasing and half hesitating. As soon as he was in position I pushed down on him, forcing his fingers inside of me. I began riding his fingers, unable to deny my need anymore. I loved that overfull feeling of pain mixed with pleasure that I got with a big cock or if I took something before my body was ready. He just felt so fucking good, curling his fingers and rubbing that perfect place within me as I fucked myself with his hand.

I cried out again, gasping. He chuckled deep in his throat, almost a growl.

"Look at me" he whispered again. He took one of my legs and placed it over his shoulder, raising me onto tiptoes so that he could lower his mouth onto me.

Continuing to fuck me deeply with his fingers, Jumin massaged, teased and flicked my swollen clit with lips and tongue. I ground my hips against his mouth, swirling the internal and external stimulation. Jumin adjusted his mouth and looked up at me. I could see the smile in his eyes, and feel it against my cunt.

Then he began to suck, rolling his tongue over my clit while filling me deeply with his fingers. The added sensation eas too much, I grabbed his hair, our eyes meeting. But he would not stop, I watched the gathering darkness behind his eyes, a storm building as my orgasm approached like a rising tide. His gaze was commanding and hungry, demanding that I be the one to break, to give in to the deep waves of pleasure he was building inside my body and to submit to this orgasm, and to god knows what else.

"Jumin" I whispered, voice unsteady as I fought not to cum. But it was too late.

One more thrust, more suction on my clit, and I shattered.

I cried out, feeling my pussy convulse around his fingers, my whole body overcome with straining tension and release. The whole time our gazes stayed locked, his dark eyes drinking in the sight of my desperation and orgasm, somehow feeding the predator that lay within him.