Chapter 33 : Work

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"Elise, wake up." I hear Jimin's voice while he gently taps my bare shoulder. Last night, after our small fight, he made me stay up, and now he has the audacity to wake me up early in the morning. I grab a pillow and cover it on my face, enough to at least let me breathe. "Elise," He calls.

"Go away." Sleep is audible in my voice.

"Selestina." As if it's automatic, I remove the pillow away from my face and glare at him. An evil grin is happily plastered on his beautiful face.

"I told you not to call me that." I pout in a grumpy manner. It's good that I think he finds it adorable because believe me when I say I feel ridiculous. Jimin Park's effect on me is really something else. I just notice that he's wearing his suit. He must be off to work, waiting for me.

"Good afternoon, babe." He kisses my creased forehead.

"Afternoon?" I squeak. Damn, I overslept. I'm supposed to be at work with this guy right here. If my memory serves me right, he has a critical meeting at seven-thirty this morning.

I should really retire from this job.

"Yeah. Are you hungry? Lunch is ready. Let's go?" He invites. Immediately, I sit up straight and look at him, sincerely.

"I might take a little longer to get ready. I'll just take a cab to work." Hell, I miss my car. Ever since Jimjn enters my life again for the second time around, I've been neglecting my poor baby.

"Hey, you have the whole day to rest." He pulls me to his chest and hugs me.

"But your meetings, the paperwork." I protest, and he laughs in astonishment.

"I canceled my afternoon meetings and attended the morning ones." He informs. I pulled the sheets to cover me up, and he smirks at me when my left boob accidentally slips out of the blanket.

He slowly crawls on the bed and leans near me. "I was thinking; maybe we should just have the day for ourselves." He says, almost as a whisper.

"Ooh, are you now teaching me how to ditch work?" I arch an eyebrow at him, and his smile grows wider.

"Well, technically, you're not. You work for me. Work is here." His lips finally land on mine. He pushes me on the bed, and then he completely hovers above me. It is easy for him to access my nudity, as I am only covered with a thick blanket. As if he is in a rush, he shoves the blanket, and there I feel hot, except I should be feeling cold.

His tongue is skillfully playing with mine. My hands wrap around his torso while he gets himself naked. In an instant, he gets out of his upper clothes. His kisses move south, and I squirm at my place, trying to control myself.

Slowly he moves down my body, and I hum in anticipation. I lift my head and watch him glorify my sex, and before he pleased me, he gives me a very smug and annoyingly sexy look.

Once I feel his tongue right there, I squeeze the bed, but I'm not able to grab anything. I bite my lip to sustain any loud noises, but I fail. The way he expertly pleasures me with just his tongue is too strong.

"Hmmm... Oh... Ah!" He's playing with my pearl. His hands that were once on my hips grabbed mine and placed it on my chest and the other on my sex.

He lifts his head up, and I feel betrayed. "Touch yourself," He commands, and I give him a weird stare. "You heard me, Elise."

How the hell am I going to do that? I don't know anything about masturbating. I might be celibate for two years, but I never once tried doing that. I'm only weak for him, the one and only Jimin Park.

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