Temptation || Jumin Han

04| Addicted

Eva's eyes opened slowly.

Judging by the rays of sunlight peeking through the massive curtains, it was early in the morning. Maybe a little too early.

The woman yawned weakly, sitting up and massaging her eyes. Her head ached with an unbearable hangover.

"Is everything alright?" A tired voice whispered. It was calm and comforting, but no matter how much the male's voice calmed her, it shouldn't have be there.

Eva turned in surprise.

"Mr. Han?" She gasped, finally coming to her senses and realizing that he was laying in bed next to her, only in his boxers.

Jumin sighed, shifting closer towards his confused secretary.

"Oh my..." Her eyes widened. "Did we?"

He looked at her intently and shook his head, eyes flickering to her exposed chest. "You really don't remember?"

She looked down and blushed, immediately bringing the satin sheets up to cover her breasts. "No.. I do, it just took me a moment." She dropped his piercing gaze, reflecting on the memory of his hot kisses and the burning sensation it gave her.

Eva gripped onto the sheets tighter in worry. What was she doing? How dumb could she be to sleep with her boss?

"Ahhhh." She winced, rubbing her temples again in pain.

"Do you have a hangover?" Jumin asked, sitting up in the bed just like she was.

"Y-yeah..." Her eyes drifted to his toned chest, his muscles rippled in a hypnotizing way that made her lose her breath. Jumin had to be working out.

The pair sat in silence, staring at each other sweetly, and admiringly.

Eva's hair was messed up in knots, and her makeup was smudged under her eyes. But she still looked beautiful. Jumin liked it more than he should have.

"Come here." He whispered, ushering for her to come sit on his lap.

She obeyed, moving swiftly and taking a seat on his lap, arms looping around his neck. She blushed as he kissed her sweetly, removing the blanket from her chest, exposing her once again for his eyes only.

"I can't get enough of this." Jumin admitted, staring at her breasts with bulging eyes.

She couldn't help but laugh.

He reached out and began to massage them, but this time in a non sexual manner. Just for the pleasure of having a them in his hands.

His gaze moved up to her eyes, a smirk spreading across her once astonished expression. He leaned up and kissed her.

"Thanks for coming." He exhaled, moving his lips to her neck, leaving another hickey just below her collarbone.

Eva whimpered gingerly, hands tightening around his neck, pulling him closer with her breasts smushed against his chest.

Jumin's hands roamed her sides like the night before, moving down to her ass where he gripped it sensually, grinding his bulge against her.

Almost on the verge of collapse from his enticing behavior, Eva broke out of the morning trance.

She looked down at him, much too weak from her hangover to indulge in anything too serious. "What time is it?"

Jumin reached for his phone, taking the hint without another word. "8:30"

She gritted her teeth. "You're going to be late for work."