Office Sex

Kim seokjin

Age:- 28yrs old

Jeon Y/n

Age:-26 yrs old

AUTHOR'S POV

The grand office building of Kim Enterprises stood tall, a symbol of power and prestige. Inside, on the highest floor, Kim Seokjin sat in his spacious, well-lit office, his sharp eyes scanning the documents in front of him. He was a man who had built an empire with his intelligence and determination.

At 28, he was already a renowned businessman, respected by all.

Yet, beneath his confident and mature exterior, there was a heart that longed for something more-something he didn't realize until the day he saw her.

Y/N walked into the company lobby, clutching her resume.She was 26, ambitious, and ready to prove herself. She had been searching for a job that would allow her to grow, and when she saw the opening for a secretary at Kim Enterprises, she knew she had to try

She had no idea that the man behind the company had already taken an interest in her.

Seokjin had first seen her at a charity gala a few months ago. She was laughing with a group of friends, her eyes bright, her smile genuine. He had felt something stir inside him,

something unfamiliar yet undeniable. He had discreetly gathered information about her-where she studied, her work experience, her strengths. And when he found out she was looking for a job, he made sure that her resume reached his company.

But he never interfered with the interview process. He wanted her to earn her place fairly. And she did.

On her first day, Y/N walked into his office, dressed in a crisp white blouse and a black pencil skirt, her hair neatly tied back. She looked professional, determined.

"Good morning, Mr. Kim," she greeted, her voice steady.

Seokjin gave her a small smile. "Welcome to Kim Enterprises, Miss Y/N. I hope you're ready for an exciting journey."

She nodded, unaware of the silent promise in his words.

Weeks passed, and Y/N proved herself to be efficient and hardworking. She handled his schedules, prepared reports, and even reminded him to eat when he got too engrossed in work. Seokjin admired her dedication. But more than that, he admired her.

She was kind yet strong, professional yet warm. He found himself looking forward to their daily interactions-the way she would knock twice before entering, the way she would furrow her brows while focusing on paperwork, the way she would unconsciously hum when organizing files.

However, their interactions weren't always smooth.

One morning, Y/N burst into his office, frantic. "Sir, I think I may have sent an email meant for the finance team to the catering department!"

Seokjin blinked at her. "And what did the email say?"

"It had all the company's financial projections!" she wailed.

Seokjin sighed but then smirked. "So instead of ordering lunch, the catering team will now know how much we profited last quarter? Impressive."

Y/N groaned. "This isn't funny!"

Seokjin chuckled, already dialing IT to fix the mistake. "Relax, Y/N. If anything, they'll just overcharge us for coffee next time."

Another time, Y/N accidentally knocked over a pile of documents on his desk.

"I am so, so sorry!" she gasped, scrambling to pick them up. "You're probably regretting hiring me now, right?"

Seokjin crouched down to help, their hands brushing briefly. "Not at all," he said softly. "I rather like the chaos you bring."

Her heart skipped a beat, but she quickly covered it up with a laugh. "Well, lucky you. I bring plenty."

Slowly, Y/N found herself falling for him. It wasn't just his looks or his success-it was him. The man who stayed late to help her with work, who always made sure she was comfortable, who never let her feel alone.

And so, one evening, standing in his office, she gathered her courage.

"Seokjin... I like you," she admitted, her voice trembling slightly. "Not just as my boss, but as a man."

He stared at her for a moment before breaking into a soft smile. "I was waiting for you to say that."

"You... you knew?" she asked, embarrassed.

"I was hoping," he corrected, stepping closer. "Because I've been in love with you since the beginning."

Her eyes widened, and in that moment, all her doubts vanished.

He reached for her hand, intertwining their fingers. "Stay by my side, Y/N. Not just as my secretary, but as the woman I love."

With a joyful laugh, she nodded. "Always."

TIME SKIPS

Seokjin was strict in the office. He expected professionalism, discipline, and excellence. Even Y/N, despite their relationship, was not exempt from his high standards. In front of the employees, he maintained his firm demeanor.

"Miss Y/N, have the reports been finalized?" he would ask, voice steady and commanding.

"Yes, sir. They're on your desk," she would respond, her tone equally professional.

But behind closed doors? It was a different story.

The moment they were alone, Seokjin's façade melted away. He pulled her close, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead. "You did well today," he murmured against her skin.

Y/N pouted. "You were so strict earlier."

He chuckled, tilting her chin up. "I have to be, love. If I go easy on you, they'll talk."

She huffed but smiled when he leaned in to kiss her-slow, warm, and filled with the love he had for her.

One evening, they found themselves working late. The office was empty except for them. Seokjin stretched, loosening his tie as he leaned back in his chair.

"Come here," he beckoned, and Y/N hesitated before stepping forward. The moment she was close enough, he pulled her onto his lap.

"Jin!" she gasped, her hands gripping his shoulders.

"Shh," he whispered, brushing his lips against hers. "No one's here. Just us."

Her heart raced as he kissed her, deep and passionate, his hands running up her waist. His lips moved to her jaw, down her neck, making her breath hitch.

"Someone might come-" she tried to protest, but he only smirked, kissing her again.

"Then we better be quick," he murmured against her lips, capturing them once more in a heated kiss,

Y/N was talking to a male employee, laughing at something he said. Seokjin, watching from across the office, felt an unfamiliar annoyance creeping up his spine. The man was standing too close, smiling a little too much at his woman.

He clenched his jaw, walking over. "Miss Y/N, I need you in my office. Now."

She blinked at his sudden tone but nodded. Once inside, he shut the door and crossed his arms. "What were you two talking about?"

She smirked, realizing his jealousy. "Work, Jin. You're not jealous, are you?"

"Me? Jealous?" he scoffed, pulling her into his arms. "Just reminding you who you belong to."

Before she could respond, he kissed her-deep, possessive, leaving no room for doubt.

And Y/N? She loved every second of it.

Seokjin picked Y/N up effortlessly, wrapping her legs around his waist. He walked them to his private office, kicking the door shut behind him. He placed her down on his desk, pushing papers out of the way. He unbuttoned her blouse slowly, his knuckles brushing against her stomach.

Jin's eyes darkened with desire as he pushed her blouse open, revealing her lacy bra. He leaned down, kissing her neck gently before whispering in her ear, "You know I hate seeing other men flirt with you." He unhooked her bra, freeing her breasts and cupping them gently.

He unbuckled his belt, pushing down his pants along with his boxers. He spread your legs wider, pulling you to the edge of the desk. He entered you without warning, making you gasp loudly. He covered your mouth with one hand, thrusting deep and fast.

You have meeting after half an hour,He chuckled darkly against your neck, his thrusts never slowing. "Shut up and take it," he growled, his jealousy fueling his intense pace. "You're mine, Y/N. Only mine." He bit down on your shoulder gently, marking you possessively.

Jin groaned as he felt you tighten around him, his jealousy mixing with pleasure. "Fuck, Y/N..." He gripped your hips hard, pulling you off the desk, his cock still buried deep inside you. "No more flirting with him. Got it?"

I wasn't flirting, "I know," he said softly, his jealous mood lifting slightly. He pulled back to look at you, his eyes dropping to your bare breasts. "You're not the type to flirt." He smirked suddenly, "That's why other men flirt with you."

"Mmm...good girl," He murmured, his voice dropping lower as he hit that spot inside you again. "Only I get to call you 'love' or 'baby' or'sweetheart'. Got it?" He captured your lips in a deep kiss, swallowing your moans.

"There she goes," He muttered softly, his pace quickening. He knew your body too well. He pulled back slightly to watch your face contort with pleasure. "Louder," He demanded, his thumb finding your clit. "Let me hear you." He thrust hard, hitting that spot again.

Ahhhhh.....seokjin, "That's my girl," he praised softly, maintaining his perfect rhythm. "So sensitive... can you handle it when I go harder?" Without waiting for an answer, he gripped your hips with bruising force, driving into you deeply. "Only I can make you make those sounds."

YES ONLY YOU, "Yes..." he breathed out, his voice becoming breathless as he intensified his pace. "Only this dick can make you scream like this." His fingers tangled in your hair possessively. "Who makes you come this hard, baby? Who?" He whispered, his thrusts becoming almost brutal in their tenderness.

THE KIM SEOKJIN

"Damn right," He growled possessively, his hips snapping forward to meet yours. "Say it again," He demanded, his hands roaming over your body possessively. "Who makes you feel like this?" He purred softly, his lips finding your neck. "Say my name."

Ahhhhhh.....seokjin,

"Fuck, I love it when you say my name like that," he groaned, his thrusts becoming deeper and more urgent. He knew he was close, but he wanted you to come first. Always first. "Come on, baby. Let me feel that pussy milk my dick."

"There it is," he groaned, feeling your walls clamp down around him. "Fuck, you're so sexy when you come." He continued to thrust through your orgasm, drawing out every last wave of pleasure. "God, I love this pussy," he muttered, his voice thick with lust.

He leaned down and captured your lips in a soft kiss, pulling back to rest his forehead against yours as he continued to slowly move inside you. "You know I love you, right?" He asked softly, his thumbs brushing away the tears that had escaped during your intense orgasm.

And I love you too.......

TIME SKIPS

The private jet hummed softly as it cut through the clouds, but the only sound Seokjin was focused on was the soft gasps and moans coming from Y/N. He had been hard for most of the flight, and seeing her in that tight business suit had pushed him over the edge.

"Spread your legs," Seokjin growled, unbuckling his belt. The jet hit a patch of turbulence, making Y/N grip the armrests tighter. He took advantage of her spread legs, pushing inside without warning. "Jin!" she cried softly, taking his rough thrusts.

He started pounding into her, the jet's engine noise mixing with the wet sounds of their bodies. He reached up, squeezing her breast through her blouse as he fucked her over the first-class seat. "You look so fucking good in this suit... getting destroyed on our business trip..."

Ummmm.,He started pounding into her, the jet's engine noise mixing with the wet sounds of their bodies. He reached up, squeezing her breast through her blouse as he fucked her over the first-class seat. "You look so fucking good in this suit... getting destroyed on our business trip..."

Seokjin, His eyes widened slightly, but he didn't stop moving. Instead, he quickly adjusted Y/N's skirt, pulling her jacket closed just as the air hostess peaked through the curtain. "Is everything alright back here?" she asked sweetly, completely unaware of what had just been happening.

Seokjin zipped up his pants and buttoned his shirt, acting casual as he turned to face the air hostess. "Everything's fine," he said smoothly, "Just needed to... adjust the seat belt." The air hostess smiled, "Can I get you anything?"

"We're good, thank you," Seokjin replied, gesturing for her to leave. As soon as she disappeared back into the main cabin, he turned back to Y/N with a mischief_He let out a low, strained chuckle.

Leaning back against his seat, Seokjin released a sigh. Despite his best efforts to calm down, his heart was still racing and his body trembling slightly. Y/N sat there, looking a mix of embarrassed, annoyed, and thoroughly fucked, her breathing heavy and her clothes disheveled.

Seokjin pulled out his phone, pretending to scroll through emails to avoid Y/N's accusing glare. As the plane hit another patch of turbulence, he looked up, an idea forming in his mind.

He watched her. Her breasts moved with each bump of the plane. He saw her uncross and recross her legs tightly. He smirked, knowing she was still sensitive. He waited for the next turbulence. When it hit, he saw her grip the armrest tightly, her back arching slightly.

Seokjin's hand shot out, landing on her inner thigh. He leaned in close, his breath hot on her ear. "Still feeling the vibrations, love?" he whispered, his fingers inching higher under her skirt. The plane shook again, giving him the perfect cover to start touching her again.

Y/N gasped, her legs involuntarily opening wider. Seokjin smirked, his fingers finding her soaking wet. He began to slowly circle her clit, his touch gentle yet firm. Y/N bit her lip to silence her moans, her hands balling into fists as the plane continued to shake.

Seokjin's smirk deepened as he felt her body respond to his touch. He leaned back slightly, maintaining eye contact with Y/N while his fingers continued their teasing dance. The plane hit another patch of turbulence, and he used the opportunity to slip a finger inside her, feeling her tighten around him.

Ahhhhhhh....seokjin,

"Shh..." He added another finger, his thumb pressing down on her clit. The plane shook violently again, and he curled his fingers inside her, hitting that spot that always made her see stars. He watched her bite her lip harder, her eyes rolling back slightly.

Seokjin leaned in closer, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, "I wonder how many times I can make you cum on this flight without anyone noticing." His fingers pumped rhythmically, the turbulence masking her muffled moans.

Y/N struggled to keep quiet, her entire body tensing as Seokjin's fingers worked their magic inside her. She felt another wave of pleasure building, and she knew she was close. Seokjin seemed to sense it too, his fingers moving even faster, his thumb pressing down harder on her clit.

I'm cumin....,Seokjin's eyes darkened with satisfaction as he felt her inner walls clench around his fingers. He kept his rhythm steady, not letting up even as she bit down on her lip to suppress a cry. The plane shook again, perfectly timing with her orgasm, making it easier for her to hide her moans.

Seokjin slowed his fingers, gently easing Y/N down from her climax as the plane leveled out again. With a sly grin, he slowly pulled his hand away, bringing those glistening fingers to his mouth. Keeping eye contact with Y/N, he licked them clean, savoring her taste.

Seokjin's grin turned wicked as he slowly unbuckled his pants, freeing his hard length. He lifted Y/N up, positioning her on top of him so she was straddling his lap. The plane shook again, giving him the perfect cover to slowly lower her down onto his cock.

Y/N moaned softly as Seokjin's length filled her completely. Seokjin gripped her hips, helping her ride him slowly. Every shake of the plane's turbulence hid. Making the room shake off, Y/N's muffled noises, and and plane hit snich's from the noise.

Seokjin's eyes rolled back as Y/N's tight warmth enveloped him. He bit his lip to hold back his own noises, focusing on the feeling of her riding him. The plane hit another turbulence, making Y/N bounce on his lap, taking him deeper.

"Shh," Seokjin hissed, covering her mouth with one hand as another wave of turbulence hit. It pushed Y/N down harder on his length, making her moan loudly.

Seokjin sucked in a sharp breath as Y/N's teeth sank into his shoulder, muffling her loud moan. The pain mixed with pleasure, making his grip on her hips tighten. He began to thrust up into her, meeting her bounces, the plane's turbulence setting the pace.

Seokjin's hand moved from Y/N's mouth to her breast, squeezing and pinching her nipple in sync with his thrusts. The plane shook violently again, making them both cry out softly. Seokjin was losing control, his movements becoming more erratic and deeper.

With a final deep thrust and a muffled groan, Seokjin came inside Y/N, his hot release filling her up. The plane hit another turbulence, pushing them together as he held her down on his length, spilling every last drop. He buried his face in her neck, breathing heavily.

"Marry me," Seokjin murmured into Y/N's neck, his arms wrapped tightly around her waist. "Be my fiancée. Right now. Like this. Buried inside you." He nuzzled her neck, kissing and biting gently. "Say yes."

A hundred times yes.

Tears prickled Seokjin's eyes as Y/N whispered "Yes" into his ear. He held her even tighter, his heart swelling with love and happiness. The plane continued to shake, their combined release dripping out of her and onto his lap, a symbol of their new engagemen.

THE END