"JUST YOU" [Yoonmin]

"Battle Of The Exes"

Warning: This chapter contains Mature Adult content that may not be suitable for some readers. Please approach with extreme caution advised!

"Kim Namjoon, Co-Owner's Office"

Co-owner and CEO Kim Namjoon was gathering papers off his desk and organizing them in three separate piles, when he heard a light knock on the door.

"Come in," he said without looking up.

He was preparing for his meeting with Yoongi hyung about the new coffee beans that were going to be shipped soon.

He thought it was Jin coming through the door, so he looked up in pure happiness- bliss! He had want, lust, and desire written all over his face.

But that pure emotion immediately melted and faded away as his jaw dropped in confusion. Horror showed on his face when he saw who was actually standing inside the threshold!

A young woman, with brown shoulder length hair, wearing a pink backless mini dress, with ridiculous silver high heels entered as if she owned the place.

She took a seat on his desk, and immediately placed herself directly in front of him. As she widened her legs so he could take a sneak peak of the red lacy thong she was wearing underneath, she unabashedly dragged her long fingernails down her body, in-between her fake breasts, and south through her open legs. Her fingers started massaging her pussy in a fast circular motion; he shivered in disgust.

As she leaned in to whisper in his ears, she made sure his eyes got a full view of her fake cleavage.

"Namjoon oppa, I've missed you!"

She took this opportunity to glide her rough tongue against his soft earlobe as she stuck her middle finger inside of herself.

Joon look flabbergasted as he was barely able to speak. The only thing his body could do was shake and shudder as she moaned and held him in place with a death grip.

She continued to get herself off right in front of him. He stood there helpless as he eyed his office door in agony, hoping and praying to ALL the Gods that his 'Cupcake' wouldn't walk in on them.

Closing his eyes in defeat, he let out what was barely an audible whisper, as his ex-girlfriend's name came out of his dry lips in horror.

"Lita!"

"Hey, baby! Did you miss me?"

"What are you even doing here? What about work?"

She chuckled as she licked the cum off her fingers. Hopping off the expensive mahogany wood and making her way to the chair nearest to his, she readjusted her strapless bra while scooting her chair over. She wrapped her 'too skinny' arms around his waist, while guiding his hand to rest on top of her left breast. She lowered her hand on his backside and began groping his ass roughly while fake moaning in his ear.

"Your Eomma called and said my Abojiharabeoji asked me to whisk you away. Saying something along the lines of, "No fiancé should be working on Saturdays, they are supposed to be going on dates."

She lifted her leg up slowly, letting the heel of her shoe drag upward on his long legs. The toe of her heel stopped at his groin as she started to put pressure on his balls and massage them in a circular motion.