Only Strip For Me || JJK [BOOK I] ✔️

21: Good Morning

The warm ball of light filtered through my thin eyelids, rays of brightness casting squares onto the glossy stone floor. I blinked a few times, in an attempt to help my eyes adjust to the illumination.

Yesterday's activity awoken my state of mind, the dim, sorrow colors of the room that I thought to be only a dream or illusion was actuality. Catching a glance underneath the bulky blanket, I wore the same attire. My bottoms felt bare, no underwear with the cotton thick joggers.

My body jolted from a warm touch pushing up the rims of my shirt, their fingertips pressing along my ribcage to the borders of my breast. I turned to look at the individual, my heart beating hysterically although certain to who this was.

"Good morning..." The husky voice echoed in my ears, the known lips touching the borders of my lobe, my ears intensifying in hotness as his breathing spurt in puffs along the fringe of my neck.    

I recalled the hasty deal compromised last night, clamping my eyelids closed with a sigh as I was now accepting. It must've been every girl's dream to be paid such a tremendous amount to have sex with this rich hot-blooded male. Now residing at his home. At this point of my existence I told myself to enjoy whatever was thrown at me in this shitty life. This opportunity could be a pause, a break from all the troublesome and disturbance from work to my 'family'. I allowed other thoughts to fall in the gutter for now.

A moan quivered from the edge of my lips, his other hand slipped to the upper region of my pubic area. My cheek pressed along the tip of my shoulder, viewing his handsome face. Strands of hair dampened in wetness along the thick lines of his brow, his eyes bearing a flinty glint.

"We should shower together next time." His hand groveled my breast while the other slowly yet steadily reached for my clit.

The temperature of my body burst of all the ways just thinking of him banging me in the shower, so wet and so intimate. I unconsciously bit my bottom lip, dirty ideas formulating so quickly.

Fingers withdrew from my joggers and squeezed my abdomen.

"I'm hungry, make me some breakfast."

Just the slightest did I expect of morning sex, or particularly in the hot steaming shower. The bed

leveled from his standing, he tossed a familiar device on the bed. It was my phone.

I quickly grabbed the device to see if I had any missed calls from my family. Calls from work only filled the screen, none from my aunt fortunately. She already received my latest paycheck, I'd doubt she was even concerned where I was.

He opened the door and looked back in question.

"Come on, I have work." He ruffled his soaked hair and he disappeared from sight.

I guess I'd be considered a maid here too. I felt a sticky patch between my legs, remnants of last night. I staggered my way over to the connecting luxurious bathroom. The necessities for a shower in place in its designated areas, it felt like I was home once again with the deluxe hair products and the surrounding marbled unit.

The scent of lavender infused in my hair and body alleviated my senses and mind. I luckily found other articles of clothing, specifically men's wear in a grand drawer of the room. My hair dripping, a towel wrapped around my bosom. I quickly changed into the comfy baggy clothing for any case if I were to be interrupted.

With a quick blow dry, I darted down the polished stairs. The kitchen downstairs large and open, Mr. Jeon was sitting on the stool of a countertop with a newspaper article covering his face. My steps were quiet but he made no contact although my presence passed him.

I bit my lip, completely aware of my tardy, he did state of having to go to work. I looked through the refrigerator; filled of ingredients, sport drinks, abundant selections of alcohol. I found the main elements to make a basic breakfast. I looked at the time it was nearly eleven, this could be considered as brunch. Finding the items that I needed were accessible, the kitchen was neatly organized in a fitted position.

I placed the plate of food in front of him, the smell of an omelet and seasoned sausage must've caught his senses, he placed his newspaper to the side, folding it neatly. The way his dress shirt was loosened and barely buttoned along with the fixture of his round glasses. Certainly, gave him a sexy yet cute appearance. I couldn't help but gulp profoundly.

"You're not eating?" He bit into the sausage, his tongue wiping away the spilled content that glided on the borders of his lip.

"It's fine, I can grab something to eat out." I scrubbed the dirty pan. I wasn't intending to be a further bother, I could provide for myself as much for food.

"Don't eat out, that's a bother. Suit yourself here." He took a glimpse up at me and went back to eating.

His continuous cold expression had a slim amount of generosity. I nodded in agreement, my short vacation would be better than I thought. I didn't want to think of work nor my family, it'd distort my thinking. I remembered my capture with the gangsters. I was still confused how I got here.

My fingers tapped along the countertop. "Mr. Jeon...Can you tell me how I got here? How did you-"

"Just how you're thinking you got here. I found you, you could've gotten killed." He stood from the stool and entered the kitchen to place his dirty plate in the sink. I thought he'd wash his own plate, I reached to clean the dish but was interrupted by his grasp. He pushed me along the stoned counter. His face inches away from mine. He picked up my legs along his torso, seating me on the countertop, I could feel the rhythm in my chest beating frantically, heating greatly with his graze just along my clothed thigh.

His voice begun low and sensual. "Because I saved you, you will be staying here. A benefit for the both of us." I shivered almost from the touch of his thumb along my bare torso, his hands silently traveling up my frame.

I closed my eyes, clenching the edge of the counter, his kisses along my neck progressed up my jaw. He already knew my sensitive spots, a moan escaping my mouth from his smooth lips.

"I think this will be... a good dessert. A good way to start the day."

A/N: Oh goodness, imma need some whip cream and sprinkles on top. 😝 How are you all?? I'm so sleepy, got hw to do...☹️ Make sure to hit that star and leave a comment. I'll reply back~