Their bodies moved in a rhythm that felt as though it was etched in the stars, and she felt pleasure radiate from every touch and caress. Her breath caught in her throat as she felt herself drawing closer to the brink. Taehyung stared deep and unwaveringly into her eyes. And then she was there, her orgasm tearing through her like a storm, with one last desperate thrust. His own came on fast after, his hold on her becoming more tightly gripped as he buried his face in her neck, suppressing his moan.
With the water cooling down on their skin, they stood there gasping. While Y/N's mind tried to possessing what had just happened, her heart was pounding. Though she was aware that it was wrong and that this was her boss—her distant, cold boss—she was powerless to control her feelings. She wasn't sure if she wanted to redraw the boundaries between her personal and professional lives because they had become more unclear.
She felt the loss of his warmth like a cold slap when he finally withdrew. With no intention of covering up his nakedness, he exited the shower and wrapped a towel around his waist. With a voice still full of desire, he said, "Clean up," and left the bathroom. Gazing at him, she felt the cool water on her skin as her thoughts whirled around her like the steam filling the room.
Everything had changed after this encounter, and she wasn't sure she was prepared for what was to come. She knew she couldn't ignore it, though, as the towel felt rough against her delicate skin as she comes out from the shower. She was going to discover just how far the rabbit hole could go, but this was just the beginning.
Y/N thought about all the different emotions she was feeling as she dried herself off. She was overcome with excitement, fear, and confusion, and she lost her breath. She changed her clothes quickly, her clothes clinging to her still-wet skin, and she stepped out into the hallway. The office was nearly abandoned, and the silence was unsettling. She felt vulnerable and strong as she made her way back to her desk, and the only sound that could be heard was the echo of her heels clicking on the floor.
With Taehyung's office door open, a small amount of light was now visible in the hallway. His cologne hung heavy in the air as she took a deep breath and stepped inside. He was sitting at his desk, just the towel around his waist and without a shirt on. His gaze met hers, and for a split second, she noticed something in them that she had never noticed before: a trace of exposure. But it vanished as fast as it had appeared, giving way to his customary calm demeanor.
He said in a low, serious voice, "You can't tell anyone." "This doesn't change anything between us at work."
With a pounding heart, Y/N nodded. "I won't," she whispered. She was overcome with excitement at the thought of keeping this a secret and maintaining this close, personal relationship that only she knew about. It appeared as though they were living in a shadow world where each touch and look had deep significance.
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