Yoongi leaned back in his chair, watching Valentina with dark, predatory eyes. The office was bathed in the soft glow of late afternoon sunlight, filtered through the closed blinds. They were alone, the doors locked to ensure their privacy. The hum of the city outside was distant, barely noticeable in the stillness of the room.

Valentina stood near his desk, her fingers trembling slightly as she arranged some files, trying to focus on the task at hand. But the way Yoongi was staring at her made it impossible to concentrate. There was something about his gaze—intense, commanding—that sent shivers down her spine.

“You’ve been doing well today,” Yoongi said, his voice low and smooth. “Handling all my calls, keeping things in order. But you know, kitten…” He stood up, his tall frame looming over her as he moved to stand behind her. His hand slid down her back, tracing the curve of her spine. “I think it’s time I give you a proper reward.”

Valentina’s breath hitched, and she swallowed hard, her body already reacting to his touch. She had grown accustomed to Yoongi’s ways, his mixture of professionalism and dominance, but every time he touched her like this, it felt new and overwhelming.

“Bend over the desk,” he whispered into her ear, his breath hot against her skin.

Her pulse quickened, but she obeyed without question, placing her hands on the cool surface of his desk as she bent over, her heart racing in anticipation. She could feel his presence behind her, the heat of his body close to hers as he pressed himself against her back, his hands sliding down to her hips.

“You’re such a good girl,” Yoongi murmured, his lips grazing the shell of her ear as he spoke. “Always so obedient.”

His fingers slipped beneath the waistband of her skirt, slowly pulling it up over her hips, exposing her lacy panties. He let out a low hum of approval as his hand came down to gently squeeze her ass, making her jump slightly. The tension in the room was palpable, the air thick with desire as Yoongi took his time exploring her body.

“You’re mine, Valentina,” he whispered, his voice rough with lust. “Every inch of you belongs to me.”

His hand slipped between her legs, pressing against the damp fabric of her panties. Valentina bit her lip, trying to stifle a moan as his fingers teased her, rubbing slow, deliberate circles over her sensitive core.

“So wet already,” Yoongi chuckled darkly. “You’re always so ready for me, aren’t you?”

She nodded, unable to form words as her body ached for more of his touch. He pulled her panties to the side, his fingers sliding through her slick folds, teasing her entrance before he pushed one finger inside of her. Valentina gasped, her body trembling as he added another finger, stretching her gently.

“Do you like that, kitten?” he asked, his voice dripping with dominance. “Do you like when I fuck you with my fingers?”

“Yes, master,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.

“Good,” Yoongi growled, thrusting his fingers deeper into her. “Because I’m just getting started.”

He continued to finger her, his movements slow and teasing, bringing her to the edge but never quite letting her fall over it. Valentina’s legs trembled, her breaths coming in short, ragged gasps as she gripped the edge of the desk, her knuckles white from the effort of holding on.

After what felt like an eternity of teasing, Yoongi pulled his fingers out of her, leaving her feeling empty and desperate for more. He grabbed her hips, spinning her around so that she was sitting on the edge of the desk, her legs spread wide for him. His hands reached up to unbutton her blouse, revealing the soft, lacy bra beneath.

“You look so fucking good like this,” he muttered, his eyes raking over her body hungrily. “All laid out for me. Ready to be fucked.”

Valentina’s heart pounded in her chest as Yoongi undid his belt, the sound of the leather sliding through the loops sending a thrill of anticipation through her. He unzipped his pants, freeing his hard length, and stepped between her legs, his hands gripping her thighs tightly.

“You’ve been such a good little secretary today,” he said, positioning himself at her entrance. “Now, I’m going to fuck you like the dirty little slut you are.”

With that, he thrust into her, burying himself to the hilt in one smooth motion. Valentina cried out, her head falling back as the sensation of him filling her overwhelmed her senses. Yoongi wasted no time, setting a brutal pace as he fucked her on his desk, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” Yoongi groaned, his hands gripping her hips tightly as he pounded into her. “So fucking tight.”

Valentina moaned, her body arching beneath him as he took her hard and fast, his cock hitting all the right spots inside her. She was completely at his mercy, her body reacting to every thrust, every dirty word that fell from his lips.

“You love this, don’t you?” Yoongi growled, his voice rough and breathless. “You love being fucked like this, being used by me.”

“Yes, master,” Valentina gasped, her hands gripping the edge of the desk as she held on for dear life. “I love it.”

“Good,” he growled. “Because I’m not stopping until you scream my name.”

Yoongi reached down, his fingers finding her clit and rubbing tight circles over the sensitive bundle of nerves as he continued to fuck her mercilessly. Valentina’s body jerked at the sudden onslaught of pleasure, her moans growing louder as she felt herself hurtling toward the edge.

“Come on, kitten,” Yoongi urged, his voice low and commanding. “Cum for me.”

With a cry, Valentina’s body tensed, her orgasm crashing over her like a wave as she came hard around Yoongi’s cock. Her muscles clenched around him, milking him as he continued to thrust into her, prolonging her pleasure.

“That’s it,” Yoongi growled, his voice rough with lust. “Such a good fucking girl.”

He wasn’t far behind her, his thrusts growing more erratic as he chased his own release. With a low groan, Yoongi buried himself deep inside her, his body tensing as he came, spilling himself inside her.

For a moment, the room was silent except for the sound of their heavy breathing. Yoongi’s body sagged against hers, his forehead resting against her shoulder as they both tried to catch their breath. Valentina’s legs trembled, still wrapped around his waist as they both came down from their high.

After a moment, Yoongi pulled back, his hands gently caressing her thighs as he looked down at her with a satisfied smirk.

“You did well, kitten,” he said, his voice soft but filled with approval. “Very well.”

Valentina smiled weakly, her body still trembling from the intensity of their encounter. Yoongi leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to her lips before pulling out of her, fixing his pants as he stepped back.

“Get yourself cleaned up,” he said, his voice once again calm and composed. “We still have work to do.”

Valentina nodded, her heart still racing as she slowly slid off the desk, her legs shaky as she adjusted her clothes. She knew this wouldn’t be the last time Yoongi took her like this—not by a long shot. And as much as the thought thrilled her, she knew she had to stay focused.

There was still a lot of work to be done.