DWWWB Ch 6 part 3

“Oppa, whose car is this?”

“It’s my aunt’s car. I just borrowed it for a bit.”

“Wow, is your aunt really rich? Are you the third-generation son of a chaebol or something?”

He laughed as if he found my question ridiculous and opened the passenger door. A bitter smile still lingered on his lips as he sat in the driver’s seat.

“I’m just kidding. Just kidding.”

I held onto his arm and flirted with him.

“Why would a third-generation chaebol borrow his aunt’s car? He’d have his driver take him around.”

“Because he wants to keep his background a secret?”

His face usually smiled whenever I made silly jokes, but this time, it hardened. Now that I think about it, he never talked much about his family. I also heard through Heesu that she was his aunt’s daughter. I didn’t ask. Heesu told me.

When you like someone, you become curious. You want to know everything about them. But when you love someone, you want to cover them up. You want to pretend not to know.

To elevate the mood, I leaned towards the driver’s seat and whispered in his ear.

“I bought a new good luck charm.”

“What?”

He looked at me as if he couldn’t understand what I was saying. I sat back against the passenger seat and answered.

“A good luck charm to put in your wallet, Oppa.”

“Ahem.”

He awkwardly cleared his throat. In an instant, the nape of his neck turned pink.

“Let’s go!”

I gently tapped his stiff shoulder with my palm. He let out a faint laugh and started the car.

It was my first trip, and unfortunately, the sky was dark and looked like it was going to rain.

“What should we do? It looks like it’s going to rain.”

He had an indifferent expression as if he didn’t care about the cloudy weather.

“And where are we going? You didn’t even tell me where we’re headed.”

“We’ll arrive very soon.”

We’re going on a trip, but we’ll be arriving soon?

I listed all the places worth visiting near Seoul, but he made all kinds of outrageous excuses and rejected them all. I could understand what Heesu meant when she said he was picky. He was so picky, even when going on a one-night, two-day trip… But I still liked him.

When we first started dating, I liked everything about him. His picky personality was merely him being detail-oriented. His stubbornness was just strength. There was nothing I didn’t like about him.

“What is it?”

He asked when he saw that I was staring at him. A smile appeared on his lips.

“I just like this so much.”

I was so excited that it was difficult for me to sit still in the passenger seat. He laughed as if he found it strange that I could express my emotions without any filters or as if he thought I was adorable.

I was usually shy around strangers, but I was ready to shower endless affection on those I loved. It was the kind of readiness typical of a youngest daughter born to an older couple who grew up monopolizing the love of her family. If there was a downside, it was that I also desperately wanted the love of others.

“Don’t you like it, Oppa?”

I asked to confirm.

“I like it, too. I like it a lot.”

He reached toward the passenger seat and tightly grabbed my hand.

“Driving with one hand is dangerous! Put it back on the wheel!”

I scolded him even though I liked this. He immediately took his hand away. Just as I was starting to regret it, a large hand reached out of nowhere and squeezed my breast before pulling away.

“You’re crazy!”

A fever suddenly rose inside the car. A playful smile appeared on his face as if he were satisfied with what his dirty hand just did. It was nice to see. If I could see his face smile so passionately that it looked like it could melt, I was fine with anything.

“I’ll let you off this once because we’re on vacation.”

I muttered quietly as I calmed my breaths. Then I added in a triumphant voice.

“I’ll let you touch it one more time.”

“What?”

He asked back as if he thought he misheard. It seems like the word he says the most these days is ‘what?’. It’s because he’s not used to the affection I give him just yet.

“I’ll let you touch my chest.”

He turned his head and smiled at me. It was a subtle smile. A smile that seemed to be wondering, ‘What should I do about this?’

“If you don’t want to, then nevermind.”

“Who said I didn’t want to?”

As soon as we got caught at a red light, he slowly stretched out his hand. When it was just about to reach my chest, it stopped and hung in the air. About three seconds passed. The tip of my chest tingled. I learned from this man that when you get excited, your nipples harden and tingle. A world I didn’t know was opening up because of him.

My lips went dry.

“Are you looking forward to it?”

He asked, his hand hovering over my plump breast.

“What…?”

This time, I was the one who was confused about what he meant.

“Whether I’ll really touch it or not?”

“Don’t do it if you don’t want to!”

I was about to slap his hand away, but the large hand violently grabbed my chest.

“Ugh.”

I groaned and pressed my lips together. The light turned green, and his hands grabbed the steering wheel as if nothing happened. I gazed at the veins bulging on the back of his hands, and a thick heat surged from my lower abdomen. Suddenly, I could clearly feel my panties growing wet.

I wanted to pretend I didn’t care and look out the window, but it was difficult to take my eyes off him. Raindrops began to pitter-patter against the window.

About thirty minutes after leaving my home, our car entered the hotel entrance. The destination he had chosen was a luxury hotel in Seoul. My heart was pounding in my throat, and I couldn’t breathe. When the valet came and opened the driver-side door, he gracefully but also awkwardly got out of the car first.

I had seen this kind of thing before, so I remained seated in the passenger seat and waited quietly. He opened the door with a laugh. A refreshing smile stretched across his lips. Thick arms wrapped around my shoulders and pulled me out. Even as a sophomore in college, I still felt like I was immature. But the moment I entered the hotel in his arms, I still immaturely felt like I looked more like an adult.

We checked in at the front desk, got into the dimly lit elevator, and headed up to our room on the 16th floor. In the short time it took for him to swipe his card key against the sensor on the door, I flushed with embarrassment.

As the door opened, another world unfolded. The large guest room had a separate sitting room and bedroom. There was also a round, red bathtub placed by the sitting room window. It was red, just like the Ferris wheel we rode together.

The bedroom, with its door wide open, was decorated with red roses everywhere. Rose petals were also scattered in the shape of a heart on the bed.

“This is my first time in a hotel like this!”

I wanted to act like an adult, but a shrill cry escaped my lips. Before I knew it, he strode up behind me and pulled me around the waist and hugged me.

“Do you like it?”

“Yeah, I like it. I totally like it!”

After I answered him in an excited voice, I suddenly felt embarrassed. I spun around in his arms. The hem of the skirt of my new chiffon dress brushed against my outer thighs as it swayed.

He looked very handsome in his white shirt and black slacks. Three buttons were undone, revealing a glimpse of his collarbone and his firm chest.

“It’s so cool.”

I muttered in ecstasy.

“And you’re pretty.”

I glared up at him. After the Daehak-ro incident, the word ‘pretty’ triggered me. It was a trigger for a gun that didn’t have a bullet inside. A fuse for a bomb that would never explode. It was a pretty ribbon that would set off a playful firework.

I pursed my lips and narrowed my eyes.

“It was really difficult for me to get some time off.”

He groaned and complained, which was not like him. I pretended to helplessly indulge him and slightly nodded my head. The light in his gaze grew brighter as he looked down at me. He cautiously stroked my cheek and the side of my face with his large hand.

His sunken eyes were fixed on my slightly parted lips. His dry lips slowly lowered. I went on my tiptoes and met his lips. The moment our lips touched, my quivering eyelashes lowered.

He barely managed to catch the chain-strap bag that had fallen off of my shoulder and placed it on the table next to me. He kissed me and pushed me towards something. I tilted my head back and accepted his kiss. Then I placed my palm on his solid chest and stepped back.

Our lips kept coming together and pulling apart. Saliva flowed down the corners of our mouths, but we didn’t have the luxury of paying it any mind. Our heads were already hazy, and we felt like we’d lost our minds.

I clumsily but bravely unbuttoned his shirt, one button at a time. I could feel the surrounding lighting changing even with my eyes closed. The strong scent of roses permeated my nose.

“Hmm.”

A moan filled with anticipation seeped out. It had a slightly sour tone like unripe fruit.

“Haa.”

He sighed and felt around my back as if he were looking for a zipper.

“Over here.”

I smiled and pointed to my armpit. Now that we were actually trying to take off our clothes, I felt a bit embarrassed. The zipper was too small for his large hands to grab. Just like how my hands were clumsy when unbuttoning his shirt, his hands were shaking as he pulled the zipper down.

“How should I take everything off?”

He laughed as if he were a bit embarrassed.

“Seems like you don’t know how to unwrap a gift.”

My face was flushed, but I still had the wherewithal to tease him.

“If I could do whatever I want, I’d rip it all apart, but I’m afraid of upsetting you.”

I bought this new dress a week ago to wear on this trip. He had been training all summer, and it had been very difficult to see his face. That’s why I missed him so much and wanted to see him. He probably wouldn’t ever realize just how badly I’d been waiting for this trip.

“From bottom to top.”

He nodded at my instruction and knelt in front of me. A soft hand slowly ran over the top of my feet that were still in sandals before traveling up.

“Mm.”

I groaned and my shoulders hunched. He unbuckled the small buckle near my ankles, grabbed my ankles with his large hands, and took off my sandals.

“Your ankles are so skinny.”

The hem of my chiffon dress fluttered as he spoke, his breath ragged. His hands moved up, gently caressing my calf. The hem of the dress gathered around his wrist. He grabbed a handful of the fabric from inside and pulled it over my head with a sigh.

My hair, which I had taken great care to comb, became tangled, so I quickly ran my fingers through it. His hand quickly caught mine.

“You’re so pretty.”

I couldn’t resist those words. His eyes looked dizzy as they gazed down at me, seemingly bewitched. The silk slip had been taken off with the dress, so I was now only wearing a white lace bra and panties.

He drew near, holding my hips with both hands. Everywhere he touched, flames shot up as if my skin didn’t belong to me. I was worried that my pounding heart would burst out of my chest.

“How should I take this off?”

I grabbed his belt and asked him, imitating his tone of voice. When I saw the bulge below the waistline, my breath caught in my throat as if someone was choking me.

“Like this.”

He unbuckled his belt while still holding my hand. As soon as his pant buckle was undone, I stretched out my hand and reached for his hips. When I slightly lowered his pants, he took them completely off. The pants he discarded were now flung on top of my dress. He was only wearing his underwear and his unbuttoned shirt.

I noticed something bulging out so much that it looked like it was about to burst out of his underwear. It looked to be the size of my forearm.

I felt embarrassed about looking down, so I raised my head. My eyes met his as he stared at me. His eyes were more bloodshot than usual.

He slowly walked as he held my hips. When my thighs touched the bed, my knees gave out. I collapsed on the bed without realizing it. He lowered his upper body and kissed the inside of my neck. My body slowly leaned back.

As I sunk my head into the soft bed, goosebumps rose on my skin.

“Cold?”

“The blanket is a bit cold.”

The scent of roses made my head spin. The rose heart was right next to my shoulder.

“Hug my neck.”

I reached out and hugged his neck as I was told me. He supported my back and pulled the blanket away. He pushed me into the bed and wrapped the blanket around our bodies. His hot body touched my skin, and warmth began to rise inside the blanket.

Our lips met. His hands trembled as they caressed my breasts over the bra. He muttered out a muffled question.

“How did you know I’d like this?”

He asked cheekily.

“Wouldn’t it be better if I took it off?”

I reached back and unhooked my bra before taking my arms out of the shoulder straps. His hands, which had been hovering in the air for a moment, settled firmly on my chest.

“Haa. It’s so freaking soft.”

He mumbled.

“When I touch you, I feel like I’m becoming gentle, too.”

He spoke so sweetly as if he were possessed.

“You are gentle, Oppa.”

I smiled and kissed his cheek and jaw.

“You probably won’t be saying that tomorrow.”

My throat burned because I vaguely knew what he meant, but I didn’t really know. My lips were gently sucked in. Kissing him was so familiar now. But being familiar with it didn’t mean it didn’t make me tremble.

He bit my lower lip and asked in a mumbling voice.

“Can I touch other places too?”

“Yeah.”

As I answered him in an excited voice, his hand slowly moved downward. He brushed the tip of my breast with his thumb and went further down, wrapping his four fingers around my waist. He passed my slender waist and stroked around my round hips, hesitantly groping over my panties.

“Hnng.”

Without knowing exactly what kind of sensation was waiting for me, I shivered. The hand that had been stroking me over my panties dug into my legs. He ran his fingers along the secret seam inside my body.

“Nnng. Oppa.”

My stomach tightened. My arousal flowed and soaked my panties. He slowly moved his fingers up and down while looking into my eyes as if he were gauging my reaction. His slightly furrowed brows seemed to be filled with desire.

I moved my hand that was holding his nape and slowly caressed his cheek. The hand that was slowly groping between my legs moved slightly upwards before slipping underneath my panties. His fingers immediately touched the flesh that he had been stimulating through the thin fabric.

“It’s wet.”

“Nnng.”

I could also feel my body growing wet.

“Are you okay?”

“F-Feels good.”

He chuckled softly. He stroked my crotch with his fingers and moved his wrist to push the panties down. I lifted my hips slightly to help him take them off.

“Where is it?”

He asked in a sunken voice.

“What?”

“The good luck charm.”

“Inside my purse.”

“Wait here.”

He placed a light peck on my forehead and went out of the blanket. I thought he would take it out of my purse, but he brought the entire purse and held it out to me as if he didn’t want to look inside it without my permission.

I unfastened the magnetic clasp and took out a square box.

“Where did you buy this?”

“Convenience store.”

He looked up at the ceiling and laughed at my honest answer.

“Were you afraid I wouldn’t be prepared?”

I grabbed the edge of the blanket and covered half of my face.

“Why do you keep asking about that?”

He pulled the blankets off and climbed on top of me.

“Because you’re cute.”

His eyes were filled with so much affection that I couldn’t keep scolding him for teasing me. He sat up, opened the condom packaging, and placed the condom over his huge, swollen member.

“How did you know my size?”

“Oppa is big everywhere. So I just bought the large ones.”

He burst into laughter at my answer.

“You’re too sexy.”

I wasn’t sure if this was a compliment or an insult.

“It’s even more sexy because you don’t even know you’re doing something sexy.”

“No. I know enough.”

I said that because I didn’t like being treated like a child. He smiled as if he couldn’t acknowledge my limited knowledge and kissed me on the lips so hard that it made a smacking sound.

“Sounds like you know a lot, Oppa.”

It was a thought that made my heart ache.

“What would I know? It’s my first time, too.”

I don’t know why the words ‘first time’ sounded so good to my ears.

“So… I’m a bit scared.”

He whispered as our foreheads touched. My heart sank when I heard that he was scared.

“About what?”

“I’m afraid I might hurt you.”

I recalled what he’d said that day when he promised to teach me how to ride a bike.

“You said you would never hurt me.”

“But today… I don’t think I can keep that promise.”

He said he would hurt me, but I felt a surge of heat. He looked into my eyes and clenched his jaw. The way the tip of his jaw trembled as if he couldn’t control his excitement was beautiful. The blunt, hot flesh touched my wet entrance. He held the mattress next to my head with his left hand and held something in his right hand as he rubbed it against my entrance.

“Mmmm.”

A groan escaped my pursed lips. He opened his mouth slightly and slowly pushed inside. It was painful, like forcing open something that was tightly shut.

“Hnnng.”

“Haa. Milhee.”

His voice was hoarse as he called out my name.

“Is it all done now?”

I asked in a sobbing voice. He shook his head and swallowed my lips. His tongue slid into my mouth. The familiar, rapturous kiss made me relax for a moment, but then a terrible pain surged between my legs.

“Uuugh.”

I twisted my head, clenched my teeth, and pulled my lips away. He thrust his body inside as he pressed his lips against my jaw.

“Aaagh…”

The sensation of a foreign object being inside was quite vivid. The pain was so intense that I wondered why people did something like this. He was showering my face with kisses. He randomly kissed my forehead, my cheeks, my upper lip, and the tip of my nose. When I felt him pull out, I burst into tears.

“Huu.”

I covered my mouth with the back of my hand. He grabbed my wrist and pinned it to the mattress.

“Let it out.”

“Nnng.”

The movement of slowly entering and leaving was repeated. In the midst of the pain that seemed to suffocate me, a faint pleasure began to spread. Perhaps it wasn’t a physical sensation but a mental sense of fulfillment.

I grabbed his shoulder with my free arm.

“It hurts, right?”

He asked in an apologetic tone. I was about to shake my head, but I ended up nodding. I wanted to stop, but I also didn’t. No, I thought it would be sad to quit here. The faintly pleasant sensation was gradually increasing in intensity.

“Should we stop?”

“No.”

“Haa…”

He exhaled a hot breath and pulled himself back. I squeezed my eyes shut and cried out.

“Just bear with it for a little longer. Hm?”

“Nnng, okay.”

My answer was mixed with a moan. The ceiling began to shake in my blurry vision. The shaking quickened.

“Aaahng. Aaah. Oppa… nnng.”

At first, I was embarrassed and felt awkward about letting out a moan. But I really felt like I’d die if I didn’t make a sound. The pleasure that came with the pain was insanely captivating. I wondered what it would feel like at the end as the sensations continued to build.

“Aaah… Milhee.”

He let out a guttural groan and collapsed on top of me. My lower body ached. It was still more painful than pleasurable. Even when he pulled out, I had to squeeze my eyes shut. He pulled off the condom and threw it in the trash can before laying back down on the bed as he hugged my limp body.

“You really… drive me crazy.”

I tried to catch my breath as he rested my face against his chest as he muttered with satisfaction. I felt a little disappointed that sex was just a painful act for me.

Although we only had sex once, I fell asleep with my cheek resting on his chest. I was probably exhausted because my whole body had been tense.

When I opened my eyes, it was pitch dark. It was hard to tell what time it was. I was so exhausted that I felt like I had fainted and woke up. He was still sleeping, breathing evenly, as if he were also tired.

I slowly got up from the bed. There were two bottles of water on the nightstand. I was thirsty and wanted to drink water first. However, the water bottle would not open.

I stared blankly out the window. My naked body was reflected in the glass window. All the buildings facing me were below, so it didn’t seem like anyone would be able to spy on my naked body.

“What are you doing?”

I heard a drowsy voice. I was startled and tried to turn around, but he was faster.

“Thirsty?”

“Yeah.”

He opened the cap of the water bottle and handed it to me. I drank half of the 500 mL bottle of water in one gulp. Meanwhile, he hugged my waist and stroked my stomach and beneath my chest. His large hand then grabbed my chin and pulled it towards him.

He drank the water that I had not yet swallowed.

“Nnng.”

Heat quickly gathered in my lower abdomen. This member that was poking my lower back was already hard. His lips moved down my neck. He hugged my waist and made me sit down on the table. Goosebumps rose when my skin touched the cold surface of the table.

He began to tease my breasts with his lips. He gently bit the hard, swollen nipple before pushing it inside his mouth and sucking hard.

“Nnnnng.”

My lower body tingled. This was a new and exciting sensation. I gently stroked his hair and drew in a deep breath. He grabbed my hand that was stroking his head and kissed my palm, making it tickle.

Then he knelt on the floor and rested my right thigh on his shoulder.

“Oppa…?”

It was dark, so I couldn’t see his expression. Then his breath poured out between my legs.

“Aaah.”

His lips touched my soaking wet entrance as if he were kissing it. His tongue also dug between the sensitive flesh.

“Haaa! Aaah!”

My stomach tightened, and my head fell back. My chest heaved, and I was out of breath. When he scraped his teeth down the spot that gave me perfect pleasure, the feeling was so intense that I wanted to push him away.

“Haagh.”

But contrary to my expectations, I arched my hips closer to him. When I thought of all the fluid that had flowed out and into his mouth, my mind went blank.

“Aaah!”

The inside of my thighs trembled. The unbearable shaking reverberated through my lower abdomen. I couldn’t even groan, and my body froze. My ankles buckled, and I couldn’t breathe.

As the lightning-like pleasure subsided, all the strength left in my body seemed to drain away. He straightened up and hugged my waist. Then he turned my shoulders so that I could look out at the night view.

“Nnng.”

Even though he hadn’t done anything, I moaned in anticipation. He kissed the back of my neck as he opened the condom package.

“Do I still seem gentle to you?”

“Yeah.”

“I don’t think so.”

His knee came between my legs and tapped my inner thigh. I realized what he was asking and stood with my legs spread apart. He spread his legs wider than mine and pushed his bulging member between my thighs.

“Aaah.”

My whole body trembled with a thrill that was incomparable to anything I’d felt when I first accepted him in bed earlier. The night view before my eyes seemed to scatter into chaos.

“Does it hurt?”

I vigorously shook my head.

“Feels good.”

It must have been a satisfactory answer because he pushed himself to the root. His large hand overlapped mine as it gripped the glass window. As I watched his fingers interlock with mine, my eyes closed. The tips of my breasts that were jutting out were repeatedly crushed against the cold glass window before pulling back.

“Nng. Aaahng. Hnng.”

A series of lewd moans burst out, unlike anything that came out the first time he took me. It wasn’t that it didn’t hurt at all. But this time, the pleasure was much stronger than the pain.

“Hnng. Oppa, I’m tired. I can’t stand anymore.”

As soon as I finished speaking, he tightened his arms from behind and went towards the bed. The moment he laid my body down on the bed, our connection was gone. I didn’t realize this before because we were covered under the blanket, but now that I got a good look at his thighs while lying on the bed, they seemed so menacing as if they could kill a person.

As to be expected of a road cyclist who must minimize resistance, his upper body muscles were slim. His broad shoulders and flat chest were perfect. However, his thighs, which must exert explosive power, looked like they were carved out of rock. However, his thighs were not disproportionate from his upper body. I was mesmerized by his perfectly harmonious figure and looked up.

He pushed himself inside again as if to interrupt my appreciative gaze.

“Haaahng.”

It was as if a puzzle piece that had momentarily slipped away had taken its spot once again. He knelt at the end of the bed and pulled my buttocks up over his thighs.

“Aaah.”

Every time he moved his hips, my body was pushed upward.

“Nnnng.”

The mood was also heightened. He lifted one of my legs and put it on his shoulder as if he had noticed that my body was sliding further away. It didn’t seem like he was calculating what kinds of postures to make. His eyes were dark and deep, drowning in instinct.

“Aaahng, aahng. Aaah!”

I couldn’t hold him, so I reached out and grabbed the bed sheets. My heart was beating so fast, and my insides felt like they were turning inside out. I desperately needed something to hold onto. I wanted to beg him to hold me, but all I could do was moan.

“Hnnng. Aaahng.”

I couldn’t even tell him it felt good. My body was shaking so much that only my five senses were alert. At some point, it even became difficult to breathe.

His hazy eyes stared at my round, shaking breasts. Even though we were touching in the most private way, his eyes were filled with hunger as if he wanted to suck and swallow me whole.

He lowered my leg that had been resting on his shoulder and bent down. My breast was sucked into his mouth. The violet movements slowed down just a little.

“Hnnng.”

I barely managed to exhale and whispered.

“It’s so, good. Oppa… not bad.”

He lifted his head as he gently chewed on my nipple. He pulled away and pressed his lips against my cheek. He continued to gently kiss me as he gradually picked up speed.

“Haaagh.”

Just like when his mouth had been on me when we were at the table earlier, the inside of my thighs began to tremble. Perhaps because my body was being shaken, a similar tremor arose in my stomach.

“Aaah.”

I held my breath and squeezed out a groan that seemed like my last. A tingling sensation ran up the back of my neck and spread out around the back of my head. I could feel him expanding to his limit inside me as I reached a perfect climax.

It was a moment that felt like death. A death I wouldn’t mind dying.