This is the fourth story in the Undone series.
This is Jung Hoseok's time to shine.
He is taking control of a new project at Stellar Design, and he has decided it's time to take control of his love life as well. He is weary of being alone, and he...
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She stood for a moment and he held his breath.
He truly did not want to hurt her and he did not want to tell her “no” .
Truth be told, he was not 100 percent sure he could do it. But he knew if he gave into her tonight, he would hate himself when she left tomorrow. Worse, he was afraid he would hate her.
“ Hobi,” she took a deep breath, “ I traveled all this way to give you this night. This night is all I have”
Something in her face set off alarm bells for him. What was she trying to say.
“ Izzy, I have tried to explain…” he felt the tug between giving into desire and losing his temper.
“ Hobi….I came to the loft straight from the plane. I only have my carryon with me. I only have tonight to offer you, because I have no idea what is going to happen tomorrow.”
He looked at her, worry now written all over his face. He nodded at her to continue.
“I got back to New York ten days ago and contacted David. “She began. That got a reaction.
“ David? Your boyfriend?” he asked, anger coloring the question.
She nodded but said “ David the rebound boyfriend of the summer after we graduated. The one who is now a very successful lawyer with a very handsome husband and a beautiful baby.”
That settled, she continued.
“I asked him to review my partnership agreement. He is still working on it. But I could not wait for him to finalize everything. “
“ I went in to Olivia Monday and told her we are dissolving the company. I called a broker and listed my apartment. I sold or gave away everything except for a few things in storage at my folks. My apartment sold Wednesday. I boarded that plane yesterday and got here just in time to see the ladybugs.”
She was crying now.
“I have nothing to offer you but myself. I only have tonight,” she said.
He stood and stared at her for what seemed forever.
“You gave up everything?” he asked, making sure he understood what she was saying.
She nodded, waiting for him to say something, anything.
“When are you going home Izabelle?” he asked, his face hard, his voice deep and intimidating.
“Hobi,” she answered, taking one step closer,” I don’t have a home anymore.”
He watched as the truth of that washed over her and her legs seemed ready to fold beneath her. He was already reaching for her as she continued.
“ I…guess…I’ll get my bag from the loft and find a hotel,” she said suddenly sounding lost and overwhelmed.
He wrapped his arms around her and crushed her to his chest. He bent and kissed her hard, feeling her melt into him.
He pulled back and stared at her, his dark eyes and fierce look causing a rumble of excitement to ripple through her.
“ Like hell you will,” he growled, cupping the back of her head as he pressed his mouth to hers.
The first kiss was not gentle as Hoseok picked her up high against his chest. She put her arms around his neck and he kissed her until her mouth was swollen from his.
He slid her down his body until her feet touched the ground. She reached for him again, not wanting the anchor of the cold floor, preferring the shelter of his arms.
His hands fell to her waist and then traveled down the curve of her hip, the silk of her dress sliding through his fingers.
He remembered the vision he had earlier of twirling silk and he again picked her up and danced her across the floor.
Reality was much better than his imagination as her throaty laugh rang out as he kissed his way down into the deep cleavage of the dress.
The dress did twirl and wind around them as he danced with her, wrapping around them, binding them together in a sensual cloud of silk.
Her perfume bloomed between them, released by the body heat building between them.
Hobi caught sight of them in the mirror just as Izzy wrapped one leg around his waist. He groaned at the flash of thigh and then again as the shift opened her to him.
Izzy's head was spinning and not just from Hobi’s twirls around the room. His arms were strong and muscular and pressed her tightly to him.
She had appreciated his costume on stage, but now she was discovering a whole new appreciation for it.
She caught their reflection in the mirror and watched as the shirt stretched across his shoulders as he held her. The pants were tight and fit the taunt curves of his ass perfectly.
She watched in the mirror as her hands ran down his shoulder and followed the lines of the thick harness he still wore. The clips of that same harness were now pressed into her breasts.
At first the metal had been cold and harsh as they pressed into her. Now they had warmed and moved with each shift of their bodies, bringing an odd mixture of pleasure and pain to this dance.
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i know it's short and there is so much left to the imagination, but patience sweet friends! I am trying to make it last. I did some good work on MYG's story this weekend and man has he been dropping the inspiration! But I want to savor Hobi and Izzy! Some things are worth the wait- and I hope this is one of them!!💜💜💜
