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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Hobi felt her hands caress his back and he hardened as she shifted.
He could feel her soft breasts peak in the silk. He could feel the harness digging into his chest and wondered if it was hurting her.
He watched over her shoulder in the mirror as he dropped his hands and gathered the silk into a handful before gabbing her and pressing her closer to him. The silk perfectly draped over her hips and ass and he grew impatient to see what was so lusciously covered.
He danced her until they bumped into the mirror and she gasped as he slowly slid her to her feet. She frowned at the sudden loss of the heat of him until he placed one large hand at her waist and braced the other on the mirror above her head.
He lifted his head and looked down at her, taking in every detail
He leaned down and kissed her neck, his hand holding her still, the cold of the mirror seeping into the thin silk.
He smiled as he watched her breasts strain against the silk, his hand inching up to rest just below the ache. She drew a hard breath and arched into him, feeling his own arousal stir.
He kissed her again and her hands went to his chest, fumbling then finding the latch for the harness. She unhooked and slowly pushed it from his shoulders. He sighed in relief as the weight fell away and the leather barrier between them was removed.
Emboldened by his groan, she tugged the black tee shirt loose from his pants. She ran her hands under it and up his chest, sighing in appreciation of the hard muscles the months of dance had honed.
Hobi let her explore, his own hands moving to tease the peaks of her nipples thru the silk. He was impatient to taste her, but her hands were driving him to distraction.
He hissed as she found the belt and fumbled it undone. He swore he stopped breathing when she slid down the zipper while kissing a spot just below his ear.
He was at her mercy just then as she turned in his arms and switched their positions, pressing his back to the mirror.
She smiled at the look on his face as she pushed the pants down his thighs. He lifted his hips and she worked down his briefs and he let out a strangled sound as he remembered her promise all those years ago.
She nodded at him, a wicked look on her face as she saw him remember. She slowly touched him, stroking the hard velvet of him in her hands and kissed him softly before slowly sinking to her knees.
She knew he could see the image of her, of them, in every mirror in the room and she moved slowly so he did not miss anything.
Hobi looked down at her and swallowed hard at the love in her face as she watched him. The silk of her skirt fell in a puddle around her feet and from some angles of the mirror he could see the clear outline of her breasts molded in the silk.
