In the stark, fluorescent light of the meeting room, Jung Hoseok's hand slid up y/n's inner thigh, his touch hidden beneath the table. She squirmed slightly, anticipating his touch. The room was filled with the drone of voices discussing market trends and profit margins, but his attention was solely on her.
His fingers trailed lightly over the sensitive skin of her inner thigh, inching towards her panties. He slipped a finger under the lace, feeling her heat and wetness. He leaned in, his voice a low growl. "Spread your legs a bit. Let's see how quiet you can be."
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