Chapter 11: A Closer Look

The soft glow of the early morning sun filtered through the blinds, casting a warm light over the office. The world outside was still quiet, but inside, the aftermath of their passionate night lingered in the air, heavy with the memories of their intimate connection. YN lay sprawled on the leather sofa, her chest rising and falling with the steady rhythm of her breathing. Seokjin sat beside her, his eyes tracing every curve of her body with a mix of awe and hunger.

As his gaze settled on her chest, a soft sigh escaped his lips. YN’s blouse had been pushed aside, the delicate fabric barely covering her perfect, round breasts. Seokjin’s breath hitched as he took in the sight, his fingers gently brushing against her skin, tracing the curve of her breast with a reverence that made YN’s heart race.

"You’re so beautiful," Seokjin whispered, his voice thick with emotion as his fingers continued their slow exploration, skimming over the soft swell of her breasts. "I can’t believe how perfect you are… every part of you."

YN's cheeks flushed at his words, a warmth spreading through her as she watched the way his eyes darkened with desire. The intensity of his gaze, the way he looked at her as if she were the most precious thing in the world, made her feel vulnerable and powerful all at once.

Seokjin’s hand moved to the fabric of her blouse, gently pulling it aside to reveal more of her skin. He paused for a moment, his eyes drinking in the sight of her before he leaned down, his lips brushing against the smooth skin of her chest in a tender kiss that made YN’s breath catch in her throat.

"Seokjin…" YN whispered, her voice trembling with a mixture of anticipation and desire as his lips continued their journey, leaving a trail of warmth and tingling sensations in their wake. "What are you doing?"

"Admiring you," Seokjin replied, his voice low and husky as his lips hovered above her breast, his breath warm against her skin. "I’ve dreamed of this… of you, like this."

YN shivered at his words, her body responding to the heat of his gaze and the feel of his hands on her. She could feel the strength of his desire, the way his hands trembled slightly as they cupped her breasts, his thumbs brushing over her nipples in a way that made her gasp.

"You’re incredible, YN," Seokjin murmured, his lips finally closing around one of her nipples, his tongue flicking over the sensitive peak in a way that sent a jolt of pleasure straight to her core. "So soft… so perfect.

"YN’s back arched off the sofa, a moan escaping her lips as Seokjin’s mouth continued its exploration, his tongue teasing her, his lips sucking gently as he worshipped her with every touch, every kiss. The sensation was overwhelming, a delicious mix of pleasure and need that made her toes curl and her fingers dig into the fabric of the sofa.

Seokjin switched to her other breast, his lips closing around her nipple, his hand massaging the other gently as he lavished her with attention. YN could feel the heat pooling between her thighs, her body trembling with the force of her desire, the way he made her feel so cherished, so wanted.

"Seokjin…" YN gasped, her fingers tangling in his hair as she pulled him closer, needing more of his touch, more of him. "I need you…"

"I need you too, YN," Seokjin whispered against her skin, his voice thick with emotion as he continued to worship her body, his hands and mouth working in tandem to bring her to the edge. "So much… I’ve never wanted anyone the way I want you."

YN’s heart swelled at his words, her body on fire as Seokjin’s touch ignited a blaze of passion within her. She had never felt so desired, so completely consumed by another person, and it made her head spin with the intensity of it all.

As Seokjin’s lips finally left her breasts, trailing back up to her neck, YN knew that this was only the beginning. Their connection was more than just physical it was a deep, unspoken bond that had been building for months, and now that it had finally been unleashed, there was no turning back.

Seokjin pulled back slightly, his eyes locking onto hers as he cupped her face in his hands, his thumbs brushing over her cheeks in a gesture that was both tender and possessive.

"I’m not letting you go, YN," Seokjin whispered, his voice filled with a certainty that made YN’s heart skip a beat. "Not now, not ever."

YN smiled, her heart swelling with emotion as she looked up at him, the man who had become her everything in such a short time. "I don’t want you to," she whispered back, her voice filled with the same certainty, the same love. "I’m yours, Seokjin. Forever."

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