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Warning: Mature Content
"Do not start something you can't finish".
And I meant each and every word. I was fed up with this push and pull game now. Her eyes stared into mine and for once I wanted to read her mind. I wanted to know what was going on inside her head. Why she was so difficult to understand. I took it upon myself to know from now on.
"And what do you mean by that Mr. Jeon" she asked, placing her hands on the table and leaning slightly. Giving me a small glimpse of her cleavage. I hadn't had the opportunity to touch her properly and if I got it I might start worshiping her.
stop behaving like a teenager.
As I have said before, I was being ridiculous because of my hormones. I shouldn't think about fucking my boss on my birthday. I should've gone home, taken a warm shower and slept but no, we humans love to create chaos in our lives so here I was doing it. Maybe, even fate was pulling me away from a possible danger but like a stubborn leech I was inviting it towards me.
"You very well know what I mean Miss Lee" I gritted my teeth.
There was a pause and I could see the mischievousness in her eyes.
God, this woman would be the death of me.
"Are you that desperate to fuck me Mr. Jeon" she asked, a challenging look on her face that woke-up the beast inside me.
"You could say that" I finally decided it's either now or never. The hide and seek game between us was consuming my senses. Blame it on my hormones. "You do know I want you and you also want me."
She chuckled before standing up from her seat. I'd never be able to understand how someone could be so perfect as her. She knew what she was and what she was doing to me. The control she had over me was frightening. I didn't know if there was an escape from these tangled desires. I wanted her. Wanted her to be mine. I couldn't understand where this sudden possessiveness came from but it was maddening.
I craved something that I shouldn't have.
I'd had many opportunities before to explore my desire and needs but nobody has managed to ignite that fire inside me, until her. The way my body craved for her, just to feel her skin against my skin.
"Want?" She repeated the word as she made her way towards me, I watched her, like a moth. I could never stop admiring her, even for a minute. She was everything a man wanted.
"Do you not want me anymore after last time?" I forced myself to ask, my voice quivering slightly because of the possible rejection. The thought left me with a bitter taste. What if she didn't want me anymore?
But I wanted her to want me. I wanted to feel belonged, even through our intimacy. The intimate touches we'd shared before had left me craving for more and I'd expected something similar from her. I also wanted her to burn for me.
