Days went by, the interview we were to attend had been a successful one. We didn’t have much to clarify after that.

I was at home, in a black lace bra and , I had a sheer black nightgown thrown over the top, which flowed over my curves and exposed just the right areas. I watched as Jiyong swallowed hard before I push him against the wall. My hand remained on his chest from when I pushed him and I slowly slid it up to comb through his soft hair. I pushed my body against him while at it and using his chest, I push my s up even more.

His hand flew up and pinched his nose before he looked away. He was trying his best to prevent a nosebleed that was sure to come. I smirked, happy to obtain such a reaction but decided to take a step further.

“This… isn’t going to… work.” He tried to hide the effect that I was obviously having on him but I found it rather cute.

“Are you sure?” I leaned in seductively whispering into his ears as my lips brush against it. I wrapped my arms around his neck and push my hips against his. A low moan escaped his lips at the sudden contact and I was surprised to feel a firm spot under his pants. I bit my lips to stop myself from giggle; this was working better than I thought.

I could feel the ecstasy filling within and knew it was time to stop. It was evident that I won this little game and now it was starting to affect me. As I moved away, the warmth of his hands on my waist stopped me. When I gazed into his dark eyes, I could