Kim SeokJin is a powerful CEO in one of the largest companies in the country. His lover is his chief business rival, Kim SongDae. Park JiMin only complicates matters between Jin and Dae with that damn smile of his.
All seven friends work togethe...
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Jin sat with his back against the headboard, Dae tucked tightly to his side, her hair tickling his face. Then he noticed the night sky start to lighten.
"Come with me," he told her, excitedly. He pulled a thick blanket off the bed and stopped by the door to grab a pair of fur lined boots.
She laughed up at him, knowing how he hated her cold feet stuck to him.
They went to stand at the rail. Jin wrapped the blanket around his shoulders and pulled her tight to his chest, the blanket engulfing them both.
He stood with her head tucked under his chin, shared body heat warming them.
They watched as the stars began to fade and the sky lightened around them. The entire city took on a pink glow as it slowly awakened.
Jin gently turned Dae in his arms and kissed her. Lifting their heads, they noted the sun had risen while they kissed.
"It is a brand-new day," she whispered.
"I feel like it is a brand-new life "he answered.
As the sun rose higher and the city came to life around them, Jin kissed her again.
This time he was pulled under by the heady taste of her mouth.
This time there was no restraint.
They had connected hearts and souls for hours, now their bodies were pushed past hunger for each other.
The kiss grew deeper, then harder as Dae opened to him, embracing him with all she had.
He growled and picked her up, her giggles soon turned to moans as his mouth found her neck, exposed by her laughter.
Jin loved the sounds she made. Immediately his felt his body respond. All night he had denied himself, now he would taste his fill.
She clung to him tightly as he swept inside the cottage, not stopping or slowing down till he sat her beside the bed.
He bent to kiss her again, tearing the quilts from the bed, pressing her until her knees hit the side of the bed.
He stopped for a moment and she took advantage of the space he had created between him. She reached and loosened, then removed his tie.
Her slow touch was sweet torture to him.
She slowly pulled his shirt tails from his pants, unbuttoning his shirt, trailing soft kisses down his neck and chest. She pushed the shirt off his shoulders and down his arms. She dropped her hands to his belt, but he grabbed both wrists in one hand and shook his head at her.
He kissed his way down her throat to the neckline of her dress. It was crumbled from their night together, but she still took his breath away.
He slowly traced his finger across the neckline until he found the zipper. He had wanted to pull it down since he saw it.
