DD Ch 18

Han Jisoo looked up at him with a bright smile.

“Take care.”

Taeon smiled gently at his mother’s guest. Even after the appropriate greetings, Han Jisoo seemed reluctant to leave, blinking repeatedly as she looked up at Taeon.

“But, um…”

“Yes.”

“Can I ask you one thing?”

“Yes.”

“Since you said honesty is good, I’ll ask.”

By the end, even his polite smile was becoming tiresome, so he just gave a look that said, “Go ahead.” Han Jisoo, even after taking her time, spoke after a long silence.

“Have you really only dated older women?”

One of Taeon’s eyebrows slowly rose.

If Yeon Sahee had asked the same question, he would have had similar frivolous thoughts. An inexplicable thrill rose within him. Given that his first thought was to strip her down all night, there was definitely no answer.

“Well, I don’t remember well.”

“Oh, okay. That’s good enough then. Jiyoon Oppa said something strange, so I was worried for no reason. I was worried that no matter how hard I tried, I might still look like a child to you. Earlier, I thought you looked bored, so I was worried that might be the problem.”

“It was fun.”

“Oh.”

At Taeon’s answer, Han Jisoo covered her mouth with her hand, delighted. Her next question was filled with clear anticipation.

“Can we meet one more time in Seoul before I go back?”

“Han Jisoo.”

“Yes.”

“It was nice, and take care on your way back. Study hard when you return.”

Blink. After blinking slowly, Han Jisoo’s mouth opened.

“We… didn’t we already discuss everything? We were supposed to go straight to the wedding after meeting…”

“I never agreed to that.”

“Did I do something wrong? If my question just now was offensive…”

“No, not at all.”

“Wait a moment. I want to talk more.”

By then, even the faint smile on Taeon’s face had vanished. Just as Han Jisoo was about to reach out to him with a look of disbelief, Taeon spoke.

“Maybe you should break up with your fourth love before the next blind date.”

“Oh…”

Han Jisoo opened her mouth, momentarily flustered.

“How do you… know that?”

Taeon laughed shortly, as if to say, “How wouldn’t I know?”

“It was nice meeting you.”

With a brief farewell, Taeon turned towards Jisoo’s attendants. The attendant, who had been standing far away, approached Jisoo at his signal.

Han Jisoo looked at her hand left hanging in the air before she clenched it into a fist and withdrew it. Her gaze followed Taeon, who was wearing a smooth smile.

* * *

When Taeon returned to the annex after seeing off Han Jisoo, Min Yeojin was smiling broadly. It seemed like the blind date had made her very happy.

“Did you see her off well?”

“Yes.”

“Good job. Wasn’t Jisoo cute? She’s so polite and pretty.”

“She was.”

Taeon gave a light affirmation with a raised corner of his mouth. At that moment, Min Yeojin’s eyes narrowed. Taeon looked down at her as if to ask if there was more.

“Was that sincere?”

“No.”

“……Haah.”

“I’ll head in now.”

“Jung Taeon, let’s talk.”

“I’m sorry, but right now, over twenty employees are waiting without being able to leave because of Mother’s mischief.”

“……”

Mischief.

At that blunt word, Min Yeojin closed her mouth.

Taeon looked at Min Yeojin with eyes that said he couldn’t indulge her further. Min Yeojin’s gaze briefly shifted to the side. Secretary Kim was watching with restless eyes.

Min Yeojin knew there was no point in provoking her son at this time. After all, his relationship with Yeon Sahee was likely over. It was time to step back, satisfied with having given and taken what was necessary.

Min Yeojin, with a stern look, eventually gave a faint smile.

“What can you do? Alright, go and do your work.”

“You must be tired as well. Go in and rest.”

With a gentle smile, Taeon slowly patted Min Yeojin’s shoulder before turning his back.

* * *

Taeon threw his jacket onto the desk and loosened his tie, which was choking him.

“Hoo.”

“CEO.”

Taeon, holding the tie he’d just pulled off, looked at Secretary Kim approaching. The flustered Secretary Kim quietly handed over a small shopping bag. Remembering how Secretary Kim had been restless all day, Taeon gave a cold smile.

“She asked me to give this to you.”

He knew who had sent it without needing to ask. Taeon, who had been trying to call Sahee, set down his phone after getting no connection, just as before the blind date. He immediately reached out and took the shopping bag from Secretary Kim.

Blocked, huh.

Calling would be pointless now.

The watch and the card had returned to him, as had the gift he’d managed to get on her wrist. Taeon placed them on the corner of the desk as if tossing them away and sat down.

“Let’s start the meeting. Did you say everyone went out for dinner? They should be back by now, right?”

“Yes, I’ve just received word they’ve returned and are seated. I’ll connect right away.”

Taeon nodded. Secretary Kim glanced at the tie and jacket Taeon had thrown off but kept silent.

* * *

After crying for so long that no more tears would come, Sahee finally went to the bathroom. After washing with warm water and taking a nap, the events of the afternoon felt distant.

By then, evening had spread across the sky.

Stepping outside her room, Sahee noticed a disposable plate on the side of the threshold. On it, there was a neatly wrapped, bite-sized rice ball waiting for her, accompanied by a bag of gaudily packaged jelly.

These were the rice balls Madam Chun used to make for Sahee when she often skipped meals as a child. She also vividly remembered Uncle Bang, who would sneak jelly into her pocket, saying he got it with the leftover shopping money.

That was the love that nurtured a girl whose insides were rotting from hunger and deprivation. Thinking of the two who came by with worried faces and left these, it was quite the dramatic heartbreak.

Instead of going straight to the studio, Sahee sat down. She placed the plate on her thigh, chewed the rice ball thoroughly, and ate the entire bag of jelly. It was amusing how hunger, which wouldn’t be easily soothed even by this, seemed trivial now that she was older.

Nevertheless, by tomorrow, she would be able to smile at them. Sahee, having cleaned up the disposable plate and jelly bag left on her thigh, stood up.

The scene in the small annex was quiet.

This place always looked the same, whether he was here or not, a few weeks ago when he came, or yesterday when he left, as if the comings and goings of someone didn’t matter.

If such a desolate ruin could stand like this, wouldn’t that be enough? If it didn’t fall apart, she could hold on alone and face the passing time.

She knew he was a guest who would soon leave. She had decided to bury it, so she would. She had decided to move past it, so she should. To make such a fuss over what should have been simple feelings was rather ridiculous.

After brushing her teeth, Sahee crossed the threshold to open the studio door. She felt the chill of the room seeping into her fingertips as she put on her work apron.

Standing before the empty canvas, her mind cleared. Only then could she step aside from the gnawing hunger that felt like pain.

* * *

Her eyes were dry from the long personal work session. Sahee rubbed her eyes with her arm as she looked out at the night through the open door. A heavy fatigue settled on her shoulders, making it impossible to continue working.

It must have been around 11 or 12 PM.

Sahee took off her apron and stood up. She tapped the side of the canvas as a goodbye before leaving the room. For a moment, the fresh night air filled her lungs.

She briefly looked towards the entrance but didn’t linger. It was just a habit she would soon overcome. Sahee went back to her room, tossed off her clothes, and stood under the pouring water.

She felt the presence when she came out after washing and took a can of beer from the fridge.

Click, Sahee opened the can, took a light sip, and walked towards the door. The face she saw in the mirror was fortunately intact, the swollen eyelids from the afternoon had subsided.

That was enough.

Sahee pushed the door open with force. Her eyes met Jung Taeon CEO’s immediately. Now, she was looking at him with her feet on the ground of reality.

Had he been with his blind date until this late? Seeing that Madam Chun and Uncle Bang had been by, that couldn’t be true.

The conclusion was quick. As always, he came to find her after finishing his duties.

“What brings you here?”

Sahee, leaning the beer can against the shelf, looked at Taeon with a calm gaze. Taeon, stepping onto the threshold, took off his shoes and stepped onto the wooden floor.

“I saw what you sent back through Secretary Kim. Let’s talk.”

“I have nothing to discuss with you, CEO.”

“Yeon Sahee.”

“If you came for sex, you’ve wasted your time.”

Taeon grimaced, letting out a short laugh. For a moment, the image of him smiling at his blind date made her stomach churn. Sahee gripped the door handle as if to say there was nothing more to be done here.

“Leave.”

As she tried to close the door, Taeon held it back with more force. When Sahee glared at him, he pushed the door open wider.

“I’m coming from being rejected.”

“……”

“If I had known about the blind date today, I would have told you in advance.”

“……”

“I know you’re angry, Yeon Sahee, but if you just tell me to get lost without any explanation, it puts me in a difficult spot too.”

It’s your misunderstanding, not my fault, his eyes seemed to say as he looked down at her with a slight tilt. Sahee gave a small laugh.

“So what changes?”

“What won’t change?”

“You’re going to have another blind date, and you’ll get married soon. Wasn’t that the plan from the start? If your plan was to play with me until you walked down the aisle, then that might change.”

“Ah, is that the problem?”

“……”

His voice was cheerful. Sahee tried to back away from the rising anxiety, but he grabbed her wrist. Taeon pulled Sahee towards him with force.

“Let’s go.”

“What…”

“Come with me.”

“Let go!”

“Do you want to be dragged?”

“What are you doing right now?”

“I’ll introduce you to my mother right now, so let’s go.”

“……”

“Isn’t that what you wanted, Yeon Sahee? I’ll do that. Let’s go.”

Sahee’s lips parted. Introducing her to Min Yeojin? She had no idea how to react to this crazy man saying such insane things.

She resisted with all her might, but Taeon seemed to have no intention of backing down. He forcibly pulled her out of the room and onto the wooden floor. Sahee pushed away his arm, which seemed ready to put shoes on her immediately.

“Stop it!”

Taeon looked at his hand, left hanging in the air, before turning his gaze to Sahee. He took a step closer, asking coldly.

“Stop what?”

“……”

“If you don’t want me to go on blind dates or get married, Yeon Sahee, you should at least do this much, don’t you think?”

“Go on your blind dates. Get married. Just leave me out of it.”

“Who says that?”

Taeon, frowning fiercely, grabbed her hand again. This time, even when she tried to shake it off, it was useless.

“Let’s talk to her and end this. She won’t be asleep yet.”

“Are you really insane?”

“Was Yeon Sahee sane when she came in just because I told her to?”

“Then what should I do!”

Should I defy your mother’s words? How dare you suggest that, do you really think I can do that? A hollow laugh escaped her.

“You told me to serve water, didn’t you?”

Sahee looked at Taeon as if to challenge him.

Didn’t you, like your mother, command me as if to crush my head? Isn’t that your way of hurting and breaking me? To you, I’m just that much.

While you wouldn’t do that to her.

Thinking that far, everything felt futile and sad. The tears she had held back since facing him welled up in her eyes.

“Jung Taeon, nothing has changed from when you told me to fetch your golf ball. To you, I’m still the servant living here. With you thinking of me like that, how can I defy your mother’s words? Introduce me to your mother?”

Sahee wiped her tears with the back of her hand as if arguing, but tears overflowed again. Unable to manage her contorted face, she eventually buried it in her palms.

Ugh. A suppressed moan escaped as Sahee’s chest heaved greatly. As Taeon approached with a frown to hold her shoulder, Sahee swatted his hand away.

“Leave.”

“……”

“Go do whatever you want, whether it’s another blind date or getting married. I really hate a man like you.”

Sahee walked past him back into her room. She stumbled, eventually collapsing to the floor and crying. Taeon, standing outside the door, watched her, then closed and opened his eyes slowly.

Had she returned here during the day and cried so pitifully?

While it was somewhat satisfying that the once-proud woman had crumbled because of this, it also chilled his heart. The truth that he couldn’t quench this thirst by making her cry was once again laid bare.

A deep sigh escaped him. Entering the room, he saw the small woman’s figure at a glance. Taeon knelt on one knee in front of Sahee.

“Yeon Sahee.”

“Please, just, just leave. I don’t want to, to see you again.”

Sahee weakly pushed away Taeon’s hand that was trying to soothe her back.

She didn’t want to be fooled by him again. It wasn’t just a matter of feeling slighted. The clear sense of betrayal, the powerlessness when she questioned if she should feel this way, she didn’t want to be that foolish again, knowing all that and still wanting him.

“Go…”

“Where would I go?”

“Go and have your blind dates with those women, hic.”

“I won’t.”

“Get married…”

“I won’t. I won’t do it, so look at me.”

Taeon finally managed to hold Sahee, who kept pushing him away, and made her face him. The moment their eyes met, she stubbornly bit her lip and averted her gaze.

“Go.”

That was all she managed to say in the end. Taeon let out a wry laugh at her stubbornness.

“Why do you cry like this because of me, Sahee?”

“It’s not because of you, it’s just that you keep…”

“Yeah, me.”

“You, sob, make me…”

Feel so small. I could ignore anyone trying to break me, but I can’t ignore you, and that’s what makes me angry.

Sahee bundled all her answers into her sobs. Her face was surely a mess.

She wished he would be cruel and cold, but his hand gently stroked her wet cheek as if he knew everything. Even when she pushed him away with all her might, he came back again and again.

Unable to push him away anymore, Sahee hung her head and cried. His large hand cupped her cheek.

“I’m sorry.”

Taeon, pushing her wet hair behind her ear, whispered an apology.

“Telling you to serve water wasn’t because I thought of you as a servant, it was because I was pissed off that you were trying to cut ties and run away.”

“……”

“How many times have we rolled around in this room, how much have I spilled inside you, and yet you run away, Sahee?”

Taeon bent down and kissed her swollen eyelids. Sahee trembled, her eyelashes fluttering.

“I never thought of you as just a servant in the first place.”

“Liar.”

“Except for women I’m not interested in.”

Taeon whispered in a low voice. When Sahee forcefully pushed him away, his smile seemed playful, yet his touch remained gentle.

“Tell me. What did I ever make you do?”

“That.”

“You can’t even clean properly, so what kind of servant are you? Do you know how much it annoyed me every time you left something behind?”

Taeon pinched Sahee’s cheek gently. He laughed as if in disbelief over the mess of confusion.

“You knew I was interested from the start, so why pretend you didn’t? The golf ball was just me trying to get your attention.”

Suddenly, Sahee’s cheeks turned bright red. All those moments interpreted by his lips looked different from her memories.

In the long illusion where the memory of that day, left in the dim light of a rainy sky, suddenly lit up, Sahee looked up at Taeon with wavering eyes. His blunt fingertips brushed away the redness under her eyes.

“Sahee.”

Sahee pulled back.

“No, no… Don’t make me laugh. You just wanted to play with me…”

“And now I’m on my knees for you, Yeon Sahee.”

“You’re just…”

Taeon suddenly moved closer. Sahee, startled, grabbed his shoulders. She was at a loss, her lips quivering under his gaze.

“After saying all that…”

“I was wrong.”

Taeon lightly bit her lips then let go. Saying sorry, admitting he was wrong, that it was all a misunderstanding. She wanted to believe him, but it felt like foolishness.

Maybe it was a foolish thing to do. But still.

Sahee’s eyes glistened with tears again. Taeon stroked her hair as if he understood. His gentle touch made her tears flow again. Then, he lifted her up in one swift motion.

“Let go…”

Taeon carefully laid Sahee, who was sobbing, on the bed. He sat close enough to brush away the tears under her eyes.

Sahee curled up on her side. The blanket was getting wet. Her feelings, which had been revealed several times already, escaped from her lips.

“I don’t want to be under any illusions…”

“What illusions?”

“That you see me as special.”

At those words, Taeon chuckled, grabbing Sahee’s hand which was clutching the blanket beside her face.

Domination.

The word she heard at the blind date came to mind.

If others say he’s domineering, but he treats only Yeon Sahee as special, could that be an illusion? It’s not an illusion. It would be more accurate to say Yeon Sahee is Jung Taeon’s exception.

“If you were nothing, why would I come here to comfort you? Am I crazy?”

Taeon pressed his lips gently against her damp cheeks. As he slowly stroked the back of her hand, her body twitched.

Peck, peck.

The kisses trailing down her cheek eventually sought her lips. Maybe because she had cried so much, her plump lips tasted salty. He sucked out that resentment, making his tongue tingle.

Hoo. Taeon, exhaling a low breath, moved over her body, pressing his lips against hers. As he delved between her gasping lips, even her breath was sweet.

Ugh, moaning while pulling him closer, she always made his vision blur.

“You are special, Yeon Sahee.”

His large hand ran down her leg to grip behind her knee, spreading her legs apart to settle between them. Sahee, lying awkwardly, looked up at him with trembling eyes.

“You’re so damn fierce.”

Since when.

However, his kiss was quicker than her response.

“Damn stubborn.”

When was that?

This time, the kiss only deepened between the parted lips.

“Freaking beautiful.”

“Huh.”

His large, thick desire rubbed against her inner thighs. Sahee inhaled sharply, arching her back. For a moment, her body heated up, her insides twitching like when they were joined.

Taeon slid his hand under her shirt, caressing her back. He buried his head against her chest over her shirt, making heat rise from the back of her neck.

Her breath trembled with urgency. Before she knew it, the dried tears under her eyes were replaced by a flush of wicked impulse. Amid the desire to be swept away, sharp anxiety bubbled up.

“You’re just trying to have sex again…”

Sahee pushed against Taeon’s shoulders while glaring at him.

“Always sex, sex, sex.”

Taeon, easily pushed away, looked at Sahee for a moment before breaking into a grimace.

“You’re the one who said you wouldn’t do anything but sex with me. You said you wouldn’t answer my calls during the day?”

“You were the one who suggested we sleep together in the first place.”

“Did that bother you so much?”

“Who likes to hear such things?”

Her sharp gaze was moist and glossy.

Taeon briefly looked back at those countless nights where she trembled pitifully when he came only at night, wondering what kind of resolve those nights had been for her. Recalling how she used to cry at just his touch, he was intoxicated by the thrill he had seized.

“Then what should we do now? Date?”

“……”

“Sit there and paint?”

At his tone as if dealing with a child, Sahee clenched her fist and hit his chest, her face contorted.

Taeon chuckled, burying his head in her shoulder, deeply inhaling her scent. Sahee’s eyelashes fluttered.

“I have a lot I want to do with Yeon Sahee.”

His low voice, trailing along her neckline, and the weight of the man pressing down on her, captured Sahee’s heart, which had been floating like a cloud all day.

“There’s something.”

“Yes.”

“Did you really reject her?”

“Yes, I rejected her.”

“……You won’t go on any more blind dates?”

“You say such cute things.”

Taeon, laughing in disbelief, bit her cheek. Sahee, trembling, avoided his gaze before looking at him with a glare.

“Won’t you, then? If you’re going to have another blind date, I’d rather end it today…”

“I won’t. How could I go on another blind date when you’re this angry? I thought you were sleeping, but you blocked me, so all day, fuck, you’ve been driving me crazy.”

Taeon laughed irritably, frowning.

“Ending things with me would be the easiest, Sahee.”

It was strange. Only when she felt this urgent irritation from the usually composed man did she feel a strange relief.

The thorn that had been pricking her heart since she learned about his blind date a few nights ago seemed to be pulled out. Even her sharp feelings towards him softened somehow.

Sahee blinked, watching Taeon’s reactions. Taeon chuckled.

“I’ll unblock you.”

“I’m honored. Yeon Sahee accepting my calls.”

Sahee looked away after a moment of eye contact.

“If you hated it that much, you should’ve made a scene today.”

“I don’t have the right to do that.”

“You do.”

Taeon tilted his head as if to say otherwise. He gently tapped her cheek, coaxing out the greed and jealousy she had tried to hide.

While Sahee frowned, she didn’t resist much. She just breathed quietly beneath him, not pushing or showing dislike.

“From now on, whenever you think about something, you have to ask for my permission.”

“What do you mean…”

“You need to break the habit of deciding things without consulting me.”

If it had been usual, she would have asked, “Why should I?” with a glare, but her expression was quite meek. Even while still acting coy, her eyes blinked as if to say yes, which was unusual for him too.

He thought, “You really are good at this,” but then imagined Yeon Sahee meticulously questioning everything, which made him hard below the waist and stirred something in his chest. He even let out a wry laugh, thinking, “This is what I wanted to do with you.”

Such trivial matters. The act of giving and taking control over each other. Willingly granting absolution to each other’s impatient obsession and anger.

“Today sex, tomorrow date. How about it?”

Taeon, burying his head into her already flushed neck, slowly moved up. When he suckled wetly on her plump earlobe, Sahee shivered.

“Where would we go on a date?”

Did she want a date? Taeon gave a sly smile.

When Sahee glared at him, he kissed her nose, showing some affection, which gave Sahee goosebumps, but she swallowed them down.

“Anywhere. You can come to my place too.”

“We’ll get caught…”

“We’re meant to get caught.”

Taeon squeezed her breast over her clothes. “Huh,” a moan escaped from Sahee’s lips at the sharp sensation. Perhaps because her body was drained from crying all day, she was easily aroused by his touch.

His large hand slipped under her shirt. He gently pulled down the bra cup and slowly rubbed the erect excitement, and Sahee’s eyes soon welled up.

It wasn’t strange for him to strip her layer by layer with his hands. It had been like that from the start. The man who easily pulled out the bolt she had firmly set in place strode into her.

He roamed freely and treated her like she was his whenever he caught her. In front of him, she sometimes got angry or irritated, but she couldn’t chase him away. In the end, they intertwined their bodies and shared heated breaths.

Her naked body, suddenly revealed under the bright light, made her feel embarrassed. While accepting his wet kisses, her bare skin touching his suit pants made even her fine hairs stand on end.

You too, Jung Taeon, just as much as me.

Even after confirming it with him several times, there seemed to be an anxiety that wouldn’t go away. However, that was also the desire she had always longed for.

Sahee, barely keeping pace with the man sucking on her tongue, reached out frantically. She clutched at Taeon’s belt, trembling. When Taeon released her lips with a peck, he looked back and forth between her and the belt in her small hand.

“Hmm?”

“You take your clothes off too.”

“Want to see?”

His question was accompanied by a playful smile.

Embarrassed by being called out, Sahee’s face turned bright red. She tried to pull her hand away, but he grabbed it with a laugh.

“I’ll undress, then. Undress me.”

Taeon looked at Sahee while undoing his shirt buttons one by one. He gestured at her with an expectant look, as if to say, “What are you waiting for?”

Sahee glared at him before lowering her gaze to the belt. Her fingers stiffened, slipping several times. In the quiet room, the clinking sound of metal over their mingled breaths was awkward.

When she looked at him in confusion, Taeon chuckled and covered her hand with his, helping her undo the belt while their hands overlapped.

Soon, as the belt slid out with his help, Sahee placed her hand on his pants buckle. This time, even though her hand was trembling, it was manageable, but lowering the zipper was another challenge.

His lower part was unsightly large. She was careful not to even brush against it by accident. Of course, she wasn’t unfamiliar with touching it, but she wanted to avoid the appearance of stimulation.

Sahee looked down with concentration. Trying to lower the zipper carefully, Taeon guided her hand to his lower body.

“Huh.”

Sahee gasped in shock. He casually rubbed his erect penis against her limp hands and said nonchalantly.

“I need to take it out. Can you do it?”

It was an impudent request for something so polite. Sahee looked at him with genuine displeasure, and he let out a hot sigh, his eyes crinkling in laughter.

“If you don’t, I’ll do it while looking at Yeon Sahee.”

What did he mean by doing it alone, or showing it in front of her? No, did he say he’d do it while looking at her? Sahee opened her mouth in confusion.

Taeon seemed unconcerned. As if giving her time to think, he stood up and started to undress. With each blink, he shed another piece of clothing.

His naked body left her with nowhere to look. Taeon, pressing his body against hers, lightly rubbed his lower part against her skin. With just that brief contact, Sahee grabbed his arm in surprise.

“What do you want to do?”

His dark gaze was fixed on her. The actions beneath his smooth smile were absurd.

“Don’t, don’t do it.”

“What?”

“I’ll do it, so don’t do anything weird while looking at me.”

“What’s the difference between that and this?”

“It’s different…”

“Touch it.”

Taeon guided her hand to his penis. Even with both hands, she couldn’t fully grasp it. Trying to mimic what she did before was clumsy.

Sahee squeezed her hand, checking his reaction. Taeon, who had been kissing her cheek, burst into a light laugh, blowing a gentle breeze. Her ear tickled.

“Yeah, you’re doing well.”

Hah. He thrust his hips into her clenched hand, letting out a low breath. Even though she knew she was doing it all wrong, the praise that followed didn’t feel like praise at all.

“I can’t do this.”

“Why, you’re doing well.”

“Really, I really can’t. Ah.”

“No, you are doing it well. You’re doing so well it’s scary, so keep going.”

“It’s gross…”

He whispered to squeeze harder while sucking on her pulse under her neck. The low moans that followed were hot. His explicit instructions were clear.

Grip it tightly and move it up and down.

Squeeze harder.

You need to spread the semen too, it’s leaking from the tip.

You’ll make me come faster if you go quicker.

Sahee.

If she didn’t do it properly, he would bite her earlobe painfully, making it impossible. The man, hard and tense with veins popping, moved against her hand. The rough texture of his penis was so vivid it made her fingertips tingle. Heat rose as if a fire was about to start.

Taeon roughly mashed his lips against her dry ones. Sahee, moaning, closed her eyes. The vivid sensation of him pressing into her hand, then pulling out, made her lower abdomen clench instinctively.

When he thrust forward, rubbing against her flat stomach, her breath caught. She suddenly realized how thoroughly he had explored her, bringing her to ecstasy.

It was too deep. Startled, she looked down without meaning to, and Taeon bit her tightly closed lips. Looking up in surprise, she saw Taeon breathing heavily.

“Yeon Sahee, spread.”

“Ugh.”

“Spread, Sahee.”

Her lips parted weakly. As she gasped with his tongue in her mouth, drool, whose she didn’t know, dribbled out.

Her hand gripping him also opened weakly, her palm and even the blanket beneath them were soaked. At some point, she was just giving her body for him to rub against.

As his breathing became rough, he gripped her thigh just below her buttocks with force, ejaculating with a suppressed breath. Her lower abdomen was wet with semen.

Their lips parted with a peck, accompanied by hot breath. Sahee looked at him with unfocused eyes. Taeon brushed back her wet hair, scanning her from head to toe.

“What a mess.”

Taeon gently cupped her cheek, softly tracing under her chin with his fingers.

“You enjoyed it so much, drooling like that.”

Tears welled up in Sahee’s eyes at his words. She tried to wipe her wet cheeks, but he grabbed her hand, pulling it down to touch her wet lower abdomen.

“You need to clean up here first.”

With the squishing sound of friction, her fingers twitched in response. Taeon’s eyes glinted with interest as he watched her plump tongue between her panting lips.

Taeon then took her hand and pushed it into her mouth. “Ugh,” even though she tried to pull her hand out of her hot, cramped mouth, it was futile.

“Clean it off.”

“Huh.”

Even if she didn’t want to, her tongue was already sticky. He pressed harder as if urging her to suck. The smacking sounds like a baby sucking made Taeon’s eyes darken with desire.

“Does it taste good?”

Sahee answered by sucking on his finger once more without a word.

He let out a baffled laugh. At the same time, the penis, which had been pressed against her belly, grew again. She always found him overwhelming, so he usually pulled out a bit, but now all that was undone. Taeon spread her legs and thrust in eagerly.

“Ah, uh. Slowly, ah.”

“Hah…”

The fierce fullness filled her belly. Her breath was ragged from the effort, yet their joined parts clung stubbornly. He thrust in relentlessly, thump, thump.

Despite his rough actions, his touch was gentle. It was different from the rough, persistent way he had opened her body before. He softly stroked her shoulders and gently caressed her breasts.

Each time his large, rough hands kneaded her soft flesh and pressed her nipples, she heated up easily. Her opening eagerly sucked in his penis, gaping shamelessly.

“Huh.”

The once tight junction was now wet. Even the dull sound of thrusting was soaked. The more he pushed, the more her arousal climbed. They were both covered in sweat from the heat of their joined bodies.

“Ah, yes… No. I don’t want it. Sob.”

It was a desire she wanted to deny. As Sahee shook her head, crying, Taeon lifted his head from sucking her breasts. He locked eyes with her.

Sahee, her face flushed and panting, bit her lip and turned away. At that moment, Taeon thrust deep, hitting a spot of intense pleasure.

“Ugh…”

Her insides clenched tightly, making Sahee tremble. She reached a brief climax, fluid leaking out. It was so overwhelming, she shook her head, and Taeon kissed her. The man’s chuckle mixed with the kiss tickled her heart.

His thrusts became more persistent. The embers that hadn’t gone out reignited. Just brushing against her inner walls with his thick penis was enough to make her eyes roll back. When he thrust down hard, the saliva she couldn’t swallow dripped down her chin. Quickly, faster, a bit deeper… she wanted him.

“Don’t you like it?”

“Uh, uh. Sob…”

“No?”

“Please…”

“Shall I stop? Hah…”

His penis drove into her like it was hitting her belly. “Ah, uh, yes.” As Sahee burst into tears, he wrapped her arms around his shoulders as if to say she could hold onto him.

“It’s too much.”

Sahee grumbled like a child, clinging tightly to Taeon’s shoulders. He laughed, kissing her face all over. He left gentle kisses on her round forehead, small nose, red cheeks, wet lips, and swollen eyelids.

“Sob, huh. Ah, ah…!”

Between the relentless thrusts, lewd sounds of liquid splashed. The hole embracing him opened shamelessly, creating foam at their junction.

Sahee buried her head in Taeon’s shoulder, moaning and screaming in pleasure at the same time. Her lower abdomen tensed as she reached climax. Only the sound of their hot breaths was clear during that brief embrace.

His penis slid out smoothly. Sahee looked at Taeon with dazed, drooping eyes. The man, who had skillfully tied off the condom, bent down to kiss her with a sound. He gently stroked her swollen eyelids, then showered her cheeks with butterfly kisses.

“…Stop.”

She must have looked a mess after all that crying. Sahee turned her head away, feigning indifference. The gentle kisses landing on her still-warm cheeks felt embarrassing.