F2

“Are you nervous?”

“It’s just dark.”

“Should I turn on the lights? I don’t mind.”

When Woohyeok started to sit up, Soobin quickly grabbed his collar and stopped him. She was afraid he would notice her nervousness.

She realized too late that she had gripped his collar so tightly that it crumpled in her hand. Releasing her grip, she deliberately put on a lazy expression and sat up slightly.

“I don’t mind either.”

Soobin reached behind Woohyeok’s head and initiated the kiss. Her lips pressed against his.

Woohyeok’s eyes narrowed slightly at the awkward movement of her lips and tongue. He studied her expression in the dim light.

Her long lashes trembled against her tightly closed eyelids. The seductive air she had maintained until now had faded, replaced by a subtle naivety.

His suspicion was fleeting.

Her vulnerability only increased his excitement. The sweet scent that had subtly lingered around her intensified, acting like an aphrodisiac, tightening his lower abdomen.

He brushed the back of his hand across her chest, where faint blue veins were visible. The thin strap of her dress slipped from her shoulder. He took her exposed collarbone between his lips. He nibbled at the soft skin with his tongue, savoring the way she writhed beneath him.

While satisfying his own desires was his primary goal, Woohyeok also derived a certain pleasure from the discomfort of others. His approach to foreplay was uniquely intense.

“Hmm…“

They said he was possessive. She wondered if he was trying to leave his mark. 

Soobin accepted his ministrations passively. She tilted her chin back at his touch, exposing the pale skin of her throat.

Woohyeok’s nibbling kisses trailed up her neck, sending a tingling sensation through her skin. Her attention was completely focused on his lips as they reached her ear. Suddenly a hand slipped between her thighs, startling her. She squeezed her legs together and opened her eyes wide.

But his lips swallowed her gasp, stealing the breath from her throat.

The long kiss left her breathless, her body trembling. Seizing the moment, Woohyeok’s hand slid deeper between her slightly parted thighs. His fingertips brushed against her core.

A jolt of pleasure shot up her spine, arching her back. She lost herself in his relentless pursuit of her pleasure.

He teased her above and below, ruthlessly pulling down her expensive dress. Her breasts, spilling over the thin fabric of her bra, were so white they seemed to glow in the dark.

Woohyeok’s cheek twitched as she arched her back slightly, making it easier for him to reach the clasp of her bra.

With a flick of his wrist, the strapless bra came undone and slid down her sides. Her small breasts, perfectly proportioned to her slender frame, swayed gently, drawing his gaze.

They barely filled his hand. But the smooth texture of her skin felt incredibly pleasant against his palm. Even a light caress left dark marks on her delicate flesh.

“Mmm!“

A muffled sound escaped her lips, still pressed tightly against his.

But Woohyeok didn’t budge. Instead, his grip on her only tightened. Just as he had warned, this was different from what she had expected.

She had heard stories about how he treated women. But to experience it first hand was far more intense and overwhelming.

I have to endure this.

She clenched her jaw as she felt her panties being pulled aside.

The hand that had been teasing her through the fabric now slipped between her folds. His hot fingers traced the contours of her hole, spreading the moisture that had already begun to collect.

“Are you easily turned on?”

“W-what?”

“Well, you’re quite wet already.”

He parted her smooth folds with his lubricated fingers. He easily found her swollen clit and began to circle it with his fingertip.

“Haa!“

Each stroke against her sensitive nub sent electric shivers up her spine, making her head spin.

Soobin squeezed her eyes shut, trying to hold on. But the increasing sounds of wetness and the moans escaping her throat betrayed her efforts.

Overwhelmed by the escalating stimulation and his insistent kisses, Soobin’s mind became hazy. She managed to raise her hands and press lightly against his shoulders, breaking the kiss.

“Hah… ha…“

Her face was pale, her breath coming in ragged gasps. Her lipstick was completely gone, leaving her lips glistening.

Maybe I can catch my breath now.

Just as she thought that, Woohyeok’s fingers began to move against her again, drawing a soft moan from her lips.

She dug her fingernails into his shoulders and buried her face in his neck. Her body trembled as she tried to hold back the waves of pleasure coursing through her.

“W-wait…”

Woohyeok paused at her pleading tone, his dark eyes taking in her trembling form.

Soobin was far more sensitive than any woman he’d ever been with. If she was trembling like this at this level, he felt a sadistic anticipation about how she would endure the remaining process.

He was curious to see how far her composed, haughty facade would crumble.

He had been with many women of a similar type, but there was something different about her. Every touch, every caress seemed to attract him.

One night might not be enough to do everything he wanted.

The silence stretched and Soobin finally opened her eyes.

“I thought I made it clear that I wouldn’t be gentle.”

“Did I say something?”

“You look like you have a lot to say.”

Woohyeok’s hand, which had been caressing her body, moved to her flushed cheek. Despite the burning heat in her skin, she could still feel the warmth of his hand.

Instead of closing her eyes, Soobin met his gaze in the dim light and turned her head slightly to lean into his touch.

It couldn’t possibly be a tender gesture, but she wanted to savor the moment.

What is this?

It was all a calculated move to excite and stimulate her. There was no real affection behind it. She knew that, yet she obediently offered herself like prey.

“It’s cold.”

Her hoarse voice made one corner of Woohyeok’s mouth curve into a crooked smile. He shrugged off the jacket that was bothering him and loosened his tie.

“We can’t have that. You’ll catch a cold.”

He quickly removed his shirt, revealing his toned physique. As he leaned over her, he placed his hands on her hips and began to pull down her panties.

“I’m curious. How hot can you get?”

As Soobin lay naked beneath him, her flushed face turned away, he grabbed her chin and turned her to face him.

Her glistening eyes, wide with excitement, shone brightly in the darkness against her rosy cheeks.

“From beginning to end, do not turn your head away unless I give you permission.”

“……”

Woohyeok slid a finger into her smooth, wet warmth.

With an impassive expression, he watched her bit her lip and furrowed her brow as he slowly inserted one of his fingers into her hole.

Observing her crumbling composure, he also inserted his thumb between her tightly pressed lips.

“It’s no fun if you hold back.”

He hooked his thumb against her even teeth and pulled her lips apart. A soft moan escaped her open mouth.

Tight.

Even considering her closed thighs, the space surrounding his finger was incredibly tight. Every knuckle that penetrated was met with a pulsing tightness.

“Why are you clenching so tightly?”

“I’m not.”

“Really? Let me have a look.”

Woohyeok lowered his head to her stomach and pushed one of her thighs aside.

Soobin’s lips trembled as her most intimate parts were exposed to his gaze. She felt a wave of shame wash over her.

“You take good care of yourself. I don’t think this is your first time.”

“Hngh!“

His finger swirled inside her, scraping against her sensitive walls. The unfamiliar sensation sent a wave of heat through her lower body.

Woohyeok chuckled and leaned down as he watched Soobin try to stifle her moans, her voice growing hoarse.

Her breasts, covered with red marks from his earlier ministrations, were crowned with swollen, pink nipples.

Where is that sweet smell coming from?

He took one of the small tips between his lips and flicked it with his tongue. The bud quivered as he teased it relentlessly, her breathing becoming increasingly ragged.

He sucked hard, pulling as if to rip it from her body. Her back arched, her breasts thrusting upwards.

“S-stop…”

When Woohyeok released her, her upper body slumped back down, her breasts glistening with saliva.

“I thought it only smells sweet, but it tastes sweet too.”

He renewed his efforts below. His fingers moved with renewed vigour, thrusting in and out of her.

As he pushed deeper and deeper, exploring unfamiliar depths, a moan began to slip from Soobin’s parted lips.

She wanted to close her eyes, ashamed of the way she was being ravished. But Woohyeok’s intense gaze kept them open.

“P-please… stop…”

“I give the orders.”

She seemed a little wider than before. So he increased the number. 

“Ahh!“

Unlike when he had inserted one, this time he went deep in one go, lifting Soobin’s lower abdomen. Her waist, suspended in the air, shook violently for a moment, as if she were convulsing. 

Soobin squeezed her eyes shut and clutched the sheets beneath her.

“I told you to look at me.”

She forced her eyelids open and met Woohyeok’s gaze.