Summary:

First, he thought he was never noticed by his boss. Well, he thought wrong.

» "You don't know how much I want you right now."

» "Mr. Kim? What are you doing?"

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bottom¡jin

Let's go:

He closes the door, pinning me against it, right after he locked it. Pressing his body against mine, he starts trailing kisses along my neck. And, fuck, this feels so good.

You might want to know, why I'm held up against a door by some real hot guy, whose shirt is open and exposing his tight chest. Well, let me explain it to you. So, for quite some time I kind of have a crush on my boss Kim Namjoon and maybe I sometimes tried to seduce him - if it was at work or when we just ran into each other aside from work. And I always thought he never noticed me - well, seems like I guessed wrong.

When I walked down the hallway just moments ago, he grabbed my arm and pulled me into his office. I'd lie if I said I didn't want this to happen, I love it, every single bit of it.

"You don't know how much I want you right now," he whispers into my ear, kissing his way over my jawline to my chin and back. "I've noticed you every fucking time. Even if you were just leaning over some counter while talking to your friends, I saw how you stuck out your butt as soon as you saw me entering the same room."

Cocking my head to the side so he has better excess to kiss my neck, I take a look at his office, ignoring what he said. "Woah, your office looks so fancy, Mr. Kim!" I say, pushing him away and taking a look at every little detail. "Damn, your chair is so comfortable. Why don't I have such a chair?" I ask, sitting down on said office chair.

Mr. Kim just laughs a bit before he comes over to me and sits down on his table halfway. "You know, you just ruined that moment we had," he says sternly, yet smiling sweetly.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Kim. This is just my first time being here and I'm too curios as to what your office looks like. Y'know, the boss' office is the best," I explain myself, spotting a couch in the other corner of the room. "You have a freaking couch!?"

"Sure, I do. Wanna test it?" he asks, smirking slightly.

"Fuck, yes." With that, I stand up and rush over to the black couch, sit down on it, and soon after lay down with closed eyes. "It's so soft," I enthuse, patting the cushions next to me enthusiastically. "Not even my sofa at home is this soft."

Not too long and I can feel a heavy weight on me. Mr. Kim's sitting on my thighs, looking down at me with lust filled eyes. Slowly he pulls my crimson colored button-down shirt out of my dress pants.

"Mr. Kim? What are you doing?"

"Well, what does it look like to you?" he asks, as he unbuttons my shirt slowly but surely.

Looks like he's undressing me... My mouth forms into an O-shape as I realize what he wants to do.

"I see you get it now," he smirks mischievously. Button after button is opened by his huge hands until Mr. Kim can pull it off of my shoulders, as I go to sit up so he has an easier way of undressing me.

My boss leans in, softly placing his lips on mine. Our lips start to move in sync, slow and gentle. Mr. Kim traces one of his hands up to my chest, laying me back down without breaking the kiss once.

After some time he slowly opens my pants, pulling down the zipper tardily, causing me to moan as he draws it over my semi-erect dick. Only then he breaks the kiss.

Just a few seconds go by and my trousers are tossed across the room, revealing my lace panties.

"Are you serious?" my boss speaks up. Slowly I regret putting my panties on, he doesn't like them.

"You look damn hot in these." Fuck, yes, he does like them!

He slides a finger under the fabric and takes a closer look, mumbling a small "expensive", before tracing the outlines of my member teasingly and undressing me completely afterward. "Too bad that you won't wear those while getting fucked." That's when he spots the butt plug up my ass, causing him to smirk. "You little tease."

His words make me moan ever so softly, as I stare at his perfect face, while he spreads my legs and positions himself between them.

"Mr. Kim."

The addressed male leans down to me. His lips are now hovering just above my neck. "Yes?" he hums lowly, as he places chaste kisses on my skin.

"Hmm, p-please, take off your clothes." His soft touch makes me go weak.

Mr. Kim sits back up, strips his shirt and throws it somewhere into the room. Guess it can say hi to my pants, maybe they'll become friends in the future.

The mild stinging on my collar bone is pulling me back into reality. I screw my eyes shut and try to not let those needy noises escape from my mouth. I fail though. Because he slowly pulls the butt plug out of me and pushes it in again right after. He does that several times before pulling it out completely and throwing it over his shoulder, causing my pink hole to clench around nothing really.

I swear to God, some day he'll break something by throwing everything over his shoulder.

He unbuckles his belt, opening his dress pants and pulling them down together with his boxer briefs. Since he's still between my legs he just lets them sit at his knees, lowering himself again.

"Wanna go without any further prep, princess?"

I just nod hastily, as I close my eyes, expecting strong pain. He sits up and lifts my hips by sliding a hand underneath the small of my back. I can feel his tip teasing my sensitive hole. Just as he's about to enter me, I notice what he called me. "Princess? You know I'm a dude, right? I mean, you can clearly see my dick and you're about to fuck my ass."

"Are you- Wha- J-" he stutters and sighs afterward. After closing his eyes for a moment and massaging the bridge of his nose, he looks me in the eye, leaning down slowly, and stopping with our lips just inches apart. "Shut up," is all he says before he roughly rams his whole fucking length into my tight hole.

I scream out in pain. His cock is fucking huge, I should have said yes to the prepping. I'm probably bleeding because of this immense stretching, although he's most likely bleeding, too (since I swung my arms over his shoulders and buried my nails in his back as soon as he pushed inside me.)

Mr. Kim just hisses once as he feels the stinging in his skin. Not moving so I can at least adjust to his size a little, he closes his eyes as his head's hanging down. "That's what I get for doing this," he mumbles, "I don't know if I should be proud of those scratches or mad at you because of them and the pain that comes with 'em."

"Please be proud?" I say, rather asking than stating.

"Ride me and I promise I'll be proud."

Riding my boss in his office, while others who pass by the door could probably hear us... Hot.

Pulling me up and never pulling out of me, Mr. Kim sits up. I can't keep my breathy pants inside me as his dick slightly moves around in my hole. My boss leans back, resting his back against the cushions of the sofa and taking a deep breath.

My head rolls back as I slowly start moving on my boss' lap and taking ahold of his shoulders to steady myself, causing both of us to moan. As Mr. Kim traces one of his hands over my side - the other staying at my ass, kind of helping me up, and kind of just squeezing my butt cheek -, he slowly pulls me closer. My thrusts go slow, maybe even slower than just a few seconds ago.

How can a man be this hot? He fucking groans into my ear, sending shivers down my spine. Slight goosebump appears on my skin as the male in front of me gently kisses the flesh underneath my ear. He seems to notice that I'm pretty sensitive on my upper neck/jaw area, seeing as he starts leaving hickeys just there.

I can't help but let my moans slip from lips. The temperature in the office seems to be getting quite hot. Our bodies are covered in a thin layer of sweat.

My left hand wanders up into Mr. Kim's hair, fisting it, as the right one is moving to be pressed against the wall behind the couch. My thrusting gets slower and slower - which I don't even notice - since my boss' lips distract me too much.

"Fucking hell, keep moving!" the man under me scolds, once he finished the hickey he just sucked.

"It's not that easy, you know."

"Move or I'll show no mercy and fuck you senseless."

I don't answer and let my actions speak for me as I start moving again. That's when I see stars and keep bouncing to hit this one particular spot inside me. I've never imagined my moans getting this high.

My boss closes his eyes tightly while cupping both my ass cheek with one hand each, pulling them apart.

I take a moment to regain some energy. I stop bouncing and just roll my hip on his lap. While doing so, I stem both my forearms against the wall, leaning forward to kiss my boss deeply, even though the kiss is always broken because of our moans and groans.

One of Mr. Kim's hands keeps softly running over me butt cheek, whilst the other moves back around my body, just so it can grab my penis firmly. Painfully slow it moves up and down my shaft. Sometimes the thumb brushes over my slit, causing my cock to twitch.

The kiss ends as I throw my head back in pleasure, not just because of the handjob I'm receiving right now but also because the man's dick grazed my prostate once again. Waves of pure pleasure run through my body as I feel the member inside me and the hands touching me like this.

This sure is not my first time having sex with someone, but this is the first time someone makes me feel this good. I've never thought one man alone can make my head spin.

With the help of my boss, I begin to thrust onto that cock again. My prostate is getting abused by the tip of the dick, and it drives me crazy.

Mr. Kim's hand that was wrapped around my shaft has moved upwards by now, playing with one of my nipples. And, fucking hell, it won't take much to send me over the edge in a few seconds.

The office is filled with mostly just my high-pitched moaning and the sound of skin slapping against skin. Every now and then my boss praises me, basically calling my climax by doing so. My movements get sloppier by each second, by each praise, and by each time his penis slams against my sweetest spot.

My moans are gone when I just start screaming my boss' name. My orgasm is so fucking close, it already hurts. Only a few more thrusts!

His dick brushing over my prostate one last time gives me what I needed so bad. The knot in my stomach releases and white strings cover Mr. Kim's chest as I ride out my orgasm. I clench around his shaft, causing him to groan louder than before.

I know he's close, that doesn't change the fact that I wanna tease him a little. I slow down my bouncing to which he just looks at me with disappointment and frustration along with the remaining lust filling his eyes.

"Please," he whispers desperately, "keep riding me. Just a bit more."

I peck his lips before grinning at him, slowly trailing a finger up and down his chest. "What'd I get if I kept going?"

He closes his eyes, thinking a second or two before looking into my eyes again. "Another fuck?"

"I'm not a slut, you know," I say, softly punching his chest.

He pants desperately. "What do you want?" he asks after a short while.

"A date."

"What?"

"I want to go on a date with you."

"Ok, I'll take you out on a date. Now please keep moving," he pleads and I obey immediately.

Rather slowly I start thrusting down onto his dick again, getting hard a second time as I hold onto his shoulders, steadying myself. Mr. Kim notices that, grabbing my member and pumping it the same speed of my thrusts.

Once again our soft moans and groans fill the office. I slightly lean down, kissing my boss' neck. I hear him grunting and moaning my name, wishing I could hear it more often. I love the way my name sounds when he moans it.

It doesn't take much for me to be about cum once more. My movements get sloppier and my moans as well. Mr. Kim clearly is close, too. His head is resting against the wall and his eyes are shut tightly as his mouth is slightly opened, releasing deep ass groans.

As he keeps jerking me off, I can feel my orgasm nearing a second time. "M-Mr. Kim! I-I'm cl-close!" I squeal, hiding my head in the crook of his neck as I roll my hips.

"Me, too," he whispers with a low voice, "Cum, babe."

Just like that, his words send me over the edge. I almost scream as I release all over his chest once again. This time, my clenching hole makes him climax as well. He cums deep into me, making me moan the last time before collapsing onto his body.

Slowly Mr. Kim's arms wrap around my body, holding me close as I relax into his touch.

"Wanna take a nap?" he asks quietly to which I just give a barely noticeable nod.

Then it's silent for a short period of time, until he breaks the silence, speaking sternly, "This will be deducted from your working hours."