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MIS 18
by KANEven before the door of the studio apartment had closed, Tae-jun sought Seo-hee’s lips.
The man who was always calm and never in a hurry had been restless in the elevator on the way up to her apartment. The moment they stepped inside, he pushed her against the wall.
The kiss that had started in his car showed no signs of ending. Tae-jun, finding her swollen lips alluring, couldn’t resist nibbling at them.
“Ugh… it hurts.”
Seo-hee groaned and pressed his shoulder. The taste of blood filled her mouth as her lip split.
He bit and pulled relentlessly at her lips, refusing to let go. As blood smeared her lips, he licked them sensuously and whispered, “You’ve only gotten better at acting spoiled.”
Tears welled in Seo-hee’s eyes, her bitten lip throbbing with pain.
“You know it gets worse when you cry.”
Seo-hee sniffled and nodded slightly.
“You know?”
Tae-jun cupped her cheek gently and wiped away her tears with his thumb.
“You don’t seem to know, considering you cry every time.”
Tae-jun chuckled at her pleading eyes.
She wouldn’t know.
How much he held back during sex with her, out of consideration. He wanted to devour her, roll her around in his mouth and chew her up. It was as if he could only quench his unknown thirst by consuming her.
You don’t know how I feel, this crazy urge to torment you even more when you cry.
If you did, you would have run away from me long ago.
“You don’t know how much I go easy on you every time we have sex.”
His dark eyes gleamed wickedly as he looked down at the woman writhing in his arms.
“If I did what I wanted, you wouldn’t be able to walk the next day.”
His deep voice carried a clear warning.
Tae-jun stared into Seo-hee’s frightened eyes and tore her shirt open. His big hand reached behind her back and with a single touch her bra was unfastened. Her soft flesh spilled out and his gaze followed.
“Ahh…“
He cupped her soft flesh in his hands. The fullness he could barely grasp with his large palms was evident.
Wasn’t there an unusually generous amount of flesh in this particular area for such a slender frame?
As he cupped and kneaded her body, Seo-hee made a small sound, so quiet it would have gone unnoticed if he hadn’t been paying attention.
“It’s a little embarrassing…being stared at like that.”
As if reading his thoughts, Seo-hee blushed and lowered her head.
“Why are you embarrassed again?”
Tae-jun chuckled and buried his face in the hollow of her throat.
“Hngh.“
His sharp nose nuzzled her skin. When he flicked his tongue out, a sensual moan escaped Seo-hee’s lips. She lowered her blurred eyes and wrapped her arms around his head.
The huge man acted like a nursing baby.
The incongruity of a 188cm tall, broad-shouldered man dressed in an expensive suit acting like a baby made her heart beat strangely.
His lips exploring her body were unbearably stimulating. She shivered as he left red marks on her collarbone and his hand boldly reached under her skirt.
His hand tightened as he slowly slid it up her stocking-clad leg, from her ankle to the inside of her skirt.
“I’m going to tear your stockings.”
With a ripping sound, the stockings covering her thighs ripped open.
Cool air hit her skin.
Seo-hee’s eyes widened as she looked at her crumpled skirt and the torn stockings in his hand. Tae-jun whispered in her ear with a soothing voice, “I’ll buy you new ones.”
As he circled his fingertip around her sensitive area, all her senses focused on it. It felt like her mind was going numb. A soft moan escaped Seo-hee’s lips.
“Hmm…“
He chuckled as he sucked on her earlobe.
“So sensitive.”
Seo-hee’s face flushed. It was as if he had seen through her and sensed her arousal. Heat surged through her abdomen. With each touch, her breath caught and her head tilted back.
Overwhelmed with pleasure, she could barely hear him whispering in her ear.
Sensing she was nearing her climax, he pushed deeper and Seo-hee’s slender legs trembled.
“Mmm…“
Seo-hee struggled to hold back her moans. She clung to his jacket, her hands gripping the fabric tightly. She felt like her legs would give way if she didn’t hold on to him.
Seo-hee was wearing 7cm heels. As her body swayed precariously, her heels kept slipping on the floor.
“Managing Director, let’s go inside.”
Only after speaking did Seo-hee realize that they were in the entrance hall and not the bedroom.
“…Managing Director.”
She called him again. But he either didn’t hear her or pretended not to, kneeling before her and continuing his service.
“Please… let’s do it inside.”
She was embarrassed to see him still impeccably dressed in his suit, while she was completely undressed and her stockings torn.
Besides, how many times had she climaxed in this narrow doorway?
The sound of the elevator stopping at the front door, followed by the footsteps of a neighbour entering their apartment, made her feel ashamed of what they were doing.
When Seo-hee pleaded and pulled down her hiked up skirt, Tae-jun raised an eyebrow and lifted her into his arms.
“Where’s the bed?”
Seo-hee gestured behind her. Tae-jun carried her into the bedroom, her legs wrapped around his waist.
Even in the middle of their passionate kiss, he carefully removed her remaining shoe. The sound of their wet kisses mixed with the sound of her shoe falling to the floor.
Tae-jun gently laid Seo-hee down on the bed and climbed on top of her. His large shadow on the wall looked like a monster about to devour her.
He threw his tie aside and reached for his buttons. His fingers fumbled with the buttons, his impatience obvious. The man quickly removed his shirt like an impatient animal, afraid that the prey in front of him would run away.
“Why?”
Tae-jun asked, meeting her gaze.
“Nothing.”
Seo-hee looked away after staring at his beautiful body in fascination. She knew that he was in good shape because he trained as hard as he worked.
Still, every time she saw his toned physique, she felt a sense of awe, as if she were looking at a work of art.
His broad shoulders, chest and chiseled abs were clearly defined.
She had never seen another man’s body before, but she knew instinctively.
From his impressive lower body to his entire physique, Kang Tae-jun possessed a perfect male form without a single flaw.
“Haa…“
Tae-jun’s hot breath tickled Seo-hee’s neck. He kissed and caressed the flesh he had marked with his teeth. Tae-jun cupped her soft breast in his hand and let out a deep breath. Her skin felt smooth under his fingers.
Seo-hee’s toes curled as he tightened and loosened his grip.
Every time he moved, his hard lower body brushed against her thighs. Even before he did anything, her lower abdomen throbbed with anticipation every time he brushed against her sensitive area.
She wanted to be one with him.
She wanted to be deeply marked by him.
She wanted him to fill her completely, their bodies locked in a desperate embrace.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, feeling the muscles in his neck twitch.
Tae-jun positioned himself between her legs and pressed his lower body against hers.
“Ugh.“
Seo-hee’s lips parted and a moan escaped her. A thrilling sensation spread through her body.
Her body, dominated by him, felt as if it no longer belonged to her. She moaned and responded to his every move, her body tensing.
“Ha, relax.”
Tae-jun frowned and took a deep breath. The veins in his forehead bulged as he grimaced.
“I’m going crazy already.”
He gripped her hips and moved. As she let out an involuntary moan, his eyes became more ferocious. A dangerous pleasure began to rise from her toes.
Tae-jun’s movements quickened.
He didn’t want to push her so hard, this fragile woman.
But every time he moved in her hot body, he lost all reason.
Overwhelmed by pleasure, selfish desires arose in him. He wanted to continue even if she cried and begged him to stop.
When Seo-hee tried to cover her mouth with her hand, he gently held her arms down.
“M-managing director…”
Tae-jun thought her tearful eyes, looking up at him pleadingly, were especially beautiful today.
He kissed her eyelids gently.
With every thrust, his hard muscles collided with her soft flesh. Tae-jun continued relentlessly. The ruthless man in the office was no different in bed.
The bed creaked underneath them. As the creaking grew louder, Tae-jun lifted her into his arms.
Their bodies pressed closer together. The sensations intensified.
The man showed no sign of stopping until the dark room gradually brightened, and Seo-hee accepted his warmth to the very end.