Woman On Top

Chapter 4

You both finally threw in the towel when the sun started to rise just after five. Somewhere around later morning you woke up feeling stiff as expected – but that didn't stop you from letting Jungkook take you in the shower against the glass.

The rest of the morning went off as normal. After having cereal together for lunch, Jungkook relaxed on the couch and did something on your home laptop – either working on lyrics or a script... or playing games... you weren't always sure which one. You sat on the other end, your feet entangled with his as you flipped through your work laptop, reviewing notes and numbers about your upcoming conference call. At quarter to one, you got up from the couch to head to your home office to set up.

"You want me to join you?" Jungkook asked mischievously. You cocked your eyebrow at him. Jungkook had once snuck into your home office and decided to go down on you while you were on a business call. You thanked the phone manufacturers for their innovation of the mute button. Still, you had to tell some lie to the people on the other end about how you were walking on the treadmill during the call.

Apparently, this scenario had always been one of Jungkook's fantasies. It paired well with his fantasy of wanting to bang you in his studio. Really, any work environment Jungkook had a sex fantasy about. You'd be lying if you said you didn't have a few of your own. Especially when you were trapped at your downtown office in the middle of a long workday and he'd text you something dirty. You'd find your mind wondering how you'd be able to justify him visiting the building and using your ensuite bathroom. Even though you were pretty sure you had come up with a flawless plan and had imagined flawless sex over the counter, you never did execute it. Rules were rules. Work was a no-go-zone... at least for now. After the call was over, you scolded him to remind him and he apologized by spreading you out over your desk.

"Do you forgive me, baby?" his voice was dense and rough despite the lazy way he sunk into you. But he was so thick and hot in your gut that it still had you white knuckling the desk. With Jungkook, it was so good every time and yet it was never enough. Sometimes you feared you'd never get enough of him. That time – after the call over your desk – was one of those times.

This time, however, your call went on uninterrupted by Jungkook and an hour later, you reappeared from your office and found him in his same spot on the couch still focused on the computer. When he noticed you, he smiled and pushed it aside – making room for you to lay your head onto his lap.

"How did it go?" he asked as he stroked your hair.

"Good," you said cheerfully. "I have some news." You couldn't always disclose work details to Jungkook, but this one you could.

"Oh?"

"Are you going to Hong Kong next week?"

"Yes..."

"To shoot a promotional drama?"

"Yes..." he was suspicious as to how you knew this information.

"Well, something broke down with your scheduled firm and we've been asked to step in last minute."

"Cool," he was unphased. The politics of film was never something that interested him. "Is it going to be Sangwoo again?" Jungkook was referencing one of your staff he had worked with in the past.

"Eventually. He's busy for the first week, so I'm going to be running things."

"Wait... what?" That information caught his attention. You chuckled at the way his face contorted. "So, you're coming to Hong Kong with me?"

You nodded. "For a week at least until Sangwoo gets there. We don't have anyone else right now since it's last minute, so I get to play co-ordinator again."