Synopsis

“Um, Editor. I have the scene in my head, so… should we give it a try?” She meant to keep it dry and professional since it was all just pretend—but he was just too sexy. He casually said that just going as far as foreplay, without actual penetration, would be enough for him to write smoothly, then left the room. Unlike his calm demeanor, Daseul’s body was burning with arousal, and she ended up secretly pleasuring herself. But when she looked up, sensing something strange, she saw him leaning against the wall—watching the whole thing unfold. She froze, mortified that her editor had caught her masturbating while moaning the name of the writer. Leaning quietly against the wall, he asked with a slow voice, “Shall I help you?”

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