DTL Extra 3 part 2

PR by neji

After putting SooHyun to sleep in his room, YeonJung entered her bedroom and took a long, hot shower. Because they had trained him to sleep on his own since he was a baby, with the exception of when he woke up in the middle of the night, SooHyun slept well on his own. At first, YeonJung objected because she was scared something would happen to him, but SeonJae put his foot down. Even when she was pregnant, he told her that he didn’t want the baby to interrupt their marital relations. Now, thanks to this, she actually found childcare to be a lot easier to handle.

When the sun was up, her days flew by in the blink of an eye. After SeonJae left for work and she sent SeonJae off to his kindergarten, she’d finish the laundry and clean the house. Before she knew it, it was already noon. She’d eat a simple meal and begin sketching in her workspace or work on any projects that had been outsourced to her. Once she was done arranging a nice basketful of bouquets, it was the late afternoon. After picking SooHyun up from kindergarten, they’d go to the grocery store to buy some ingredients for dinner. Once they came home, SeonJae would usually be waiting for them, and she’d get started with preparing for dinner. That was her daily routine. If SeonJae hadn’t insisted on hiring a housekeeper who would come to clean the house twice a week, there would be a lot more work for her to do throughout the day.

But she always wanted to cook dinner on her own. Under the warm light of the kitchen, the stew would be boiling on the stove, and SeonJae and SooHyun would help her cook. Then the family of three would sit at the dining table and talk about their day. This period of time was so precious to her.

Whoosh—.

The suds washed down her slippery body. The hot water felt very good on her skin. YeonJung stretched out her arms and looked at them.

‘Just as I expected. I’ve gained some weight.’

She brushed her hand down her thighs. They weren’t as flexible as they used to be. After having a child, she had a lot more work to do at home, but she wasn’t able to exercise outside like she used to.

‘No, that’s just an excuse. Don’t blame SooHyun for this.’

As she let the hot water run down her body, she recalled SeonJae’s body. It had not changed since before they had married. That’s how much he took care of himself. It wouldn’t be surprising if he felt disappointed when he saw her changed body. At this thought, YeonJung felt a spurt of despair. She decided to start jogging again starting tomorrow no matter what. She placed her hand on the faucet and was just about to turn the water off when…

“……?”

Because she couldn’t hear, she hadn’t noticed that SeonJae had entered the bathroom. The shower door opened, and some of the heat escaped. SeonJae entered, completely in the nude. He had definitely taken a shower before her and had been in the study when she left him.

Before she could organize her thoughts, SeonJae embraced her from behind. Startled, she tried to turn around and speak to him, but his lips blocked hers.

“Seo…Hmm…”

She could taste the glass of whiskey he had drunk while she had been putting their son to bed. As if he wanted to be rewarded for waiting for this precious time after dinner, SeonJae’s tongue split through her lips. She didn’t think doing this was appropriate in the shower, so she pushed against his shoulders, but he held her tighter.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

His large hand swept across her ample bosom. YeonJung slightly frowned as she leaned on him, but he began to nibble on her ears to bring her pleasure.

“Ah, SeonJae-shi…”

He hadn’t embraced her for almost a week because of her period. He had already been hard the moment he came home today. If it were up to him, he would have had her on the table or by the sink. If not, he’d lay her down on the sofa and bury himself within her scorching body. But he endured.

“Why… he-ear… Haa…”

His engorged cock took its position between her slippery, moist legs. SeonJae turned off the water and pushed her against the wall. No, rather than saying he pushed her against the wall, it would be more accurate to say that her petite body naturally leaned back on its own.

“Why does the location matter?”

“Hng…”

“The important thing is that I want you so badly that I’m losing my mind.”

Even though he knew she couldn’t hear him, SeonJae murmured against the nape of her neck in a husky voice. He liked seeing the way she’d flinch as if his breath had tickled her. His lips traveled down to her clean, pale back. For some reason, lately, she didn’t want to have sex with the lights turned on. Therefore, he missed her body even more. Every time his lips brushed past her skin, red blossoms would follow. YeonJung let out a soft moan.

“I can’t take it anymore.”

After hearing her aroused voice, he felt anxious. He placed one hand on top of hers as she gripped the wall, and he placed his other hand on her hips. YeonJung turned her flushed face to his and gave him a glare. His desire increased ten-fold. SeonJae grit his teeth and positioned himself between her legs.

“Hnng…”

After hearing her moan for the first time in a while, goosebumps formed on SeonJae’s skin. Holding her from behind, he stroked her mound before teasing her clitoris with this finger. YeonJung’s hips twitched against his. Now she was leaning against him completely. As he slowly rubbed against her entrance, he was met with resistance. SeonJae successfully spread her apart and prepared to fully enter her.

“Haa…”

The finger that had been teasing her clitoris was now sweeping up her entrance. As he made sure she was prepared for him, YeonJung let out a chirping moan.

“SeonJae-shi… Aah…”

SeonJae stuck out his tongue and lapped up the droplets of water stuck to her lips.

“I can’t wait any longer, YeonJung.”

As soon as he gave her his warning, his swollen cock entered her warmth in one swift thrust. By the time YeonJung gasped from the intrusion, SeonJae was already moving. SeonJae’s hand pressed down against hers and interlocked their fingers as they held onto the wall. Due to the rough movements behind her, her hips were now bent as she shook from the force.

“Ah, YeonJung…”

He was turned on just from the sight of her pale body shaking underneath the bathroom lights.

“Haa… Seon-SeonJae-shi… Hnng…!”

Every time he thrust into her, the room filled with the sounds of a squeak, a burst of moans, and the sound of slapping skin. These sounds, in addition to YeonJung crying out his name, only served to arouse him even more. SeonJae stuck their bodies together and began to bite, lick, and suck her neck.

“Hnng, aah!”

As his large body drilled into her, YeonJung’s hand began to tremble within his grasp. SeonJae, who had lost his mind in a haze of desire, finally returned to his senses and focused on her. YeonJung was almost completely pushed up against the tiled walls due to his rigorous strength. 

“Ah…”

Just when she thought he was pulling away, his hand began to travel down her hips. SeonJae gripped her hips with both hands and pulled her against his body. YeonJung’s hips bent into a 90° angle. She barely managed to grip the wall with both hands. Her inner walls twitched as they milked his cock. SeonJae snapped his hips as he began his thrusts once again.

“Sorry.”

SeonJae groaned as he apologized from behind her. YeonJung turned her head and looked at him. Her flushed face, her slightly parted lips, her black eyes… They all commanded him.

“G… Give me more, SeonJae-shi…”

SeonJae’s handsome lips stretched into a smile. Even if she hadn’t asked, he wouldn’t have let her go too easily tonight.

“Don’t regret those words. I’ll give it to you all night.”

As soon as he finished saying those words, he thrust even deeper inside. He continued to pump in and out of her until her legs began to give out. Even though she trembled like a baby bird, she continued to receive his fierce stimulations. SeonJae found erogenous zones on every nook and cranny of her body. No matter how many times he took her, he brought her to ecstasy every single time. SeonJae watched as her body shook from pleasure and embraced her from behind.

“Haagh…!”

Minute tremors spread throughout her scorching body. SeonJae bent down and kissed her wet hair as he continued to hold her through her climax.

“YeonJung, you’re mine.”

If she could hear him, she’d probably give him a coy glance that said, ‘I belong only to myself’. Then what would he do? Right now, in this moment, the time you and I are sharing… they’re all mine. SeonJae would do anything to protect this precious time he had with her.

As her limbs grew limp, she began to stagger. SeonJae turned her around and had her hold onto his shoulder. SeonJae’s cock, which had not reached its fulfillment just yet, rubbed against her lower stomach. As he stuck her against his body once again, YeonJung moaned and whispered.

“SeonJae-shi… Room… Let’s go into the room…”

“Why? You don’t like it here?”

“It’s too… bri…”

“Hm?”

SeonJae caressed her breasts as he lowered his face to hers. YeonJung’s pretty nose bumped against his. Her breaths brushed against his lips.

“It’s too bright… “

“But that’s why I like it. If we turn the lights off here, then you and I will both fall, and we’d have to go to the hospital.”

“That’s why we should go too the room.”

“But if we go there, you won’t let me turn on the lights. I want to see you. I want to see how you feel. I want to see your face when you call out my name. I want to see it all.”

SeonJae felt that her embarrassment had begun to spread lately. She continued to receive him enthusiastically whenever they had sex, but she stubbornly asked that it stay dark. She never had this habit before.

“Lately, I…”

“What?”

SeonJae’s lips traveled from her lips to her cheeks. Then he brought his ear to her lips. Haa, he heard her deep breath and whimpers.

“My body… gah-gained weight…”

She barely managed to get the words out, but it didn’t seem like SeonJae understood her. He pulled his head back and looked at her as he asked back.

“What…?”

“I don’ wanna… show SeonJae-shi my body.”

One end of SeonJae’s lips went up as he burst into laughter. She felt that he knew very well that this expression always made her heart flutter. 

“Lee YeonJung, why do you keep getting cuter and cuter?”

He grasped her head in both hands and began to pour kisses down her face as if she were a little child. He was murmuring something, but YeonJung felt like she’d die of embarrassment.

“Even if you could gain weight, you wouldn’t gain much.”

As if to prove his point, he grasped her hips and lifted her up. Her feet left the floor. YeonJung wrapped her arms around his neck in fear of causing them both to fall and get hurt. 

“SeonJae-shi, I’m heh-heavy.”

“Yeah, right.”

He wrapped her legs around his hips as he laughed. His erect cock was rubbing against her entrance.

“Do I seem that weak to you?”

SeonJae laughed dangerously as he tilted his head.

“It’s no’ that… Aah…!”

She felt her back being pressed up against the wall. With one hand supporting her bottom, SeonJae entered her once again. Still drenched from her previous climax, YeonJung’s entrance welcomed him in as he began to pump his hips.

“Whether it’s the past or the present, you still make me lose my mind. Do you even know how many times I imagine us together from the moment I leave home until the afternoon when I return? If you knew, you’d faint from shock.”

SeonJae’s lips twisted as they stretched into a grimace. He licked the sweat dripping down her neck.

“Haa… Haa…”

His cock repeatedly disappeared and reappeared as he continued to thrust. YeonJung gasped for breath as she looked down at the point of their connection. Seeing her do this was so explicitly arousing for SeonJae.

“Doing it with you makes me feel so good that my heart might burst. Even though you’re my wife, I feel like I’ll always be in an unrequited love with you.”

SeonJae still couldn’t believe that he was now a part of her world. His heart would still race inside his chest at the thought. If anything, the fact that YeonJung was conscious of what he thought of her made him feel even more aroused that he could barely endure it. Just recalling the way her eyes cautiously looked at him as if they were scared of how he saw her made him want to finish right then and there.

“YeonJung, look at me.”

He pressed his forehead against hers. YeonJung’s flushed face looked at him. Her body shook in the air as she matched his rhythm. The woman in his arms wasn’t nervous. SeonJae’s lips moved as he called her name one more time before making a request.

“Tell me you love me.”

“I-I… love yoo, SeonJae-shi.”

It always felt good to hear it no matter how many times she said it. A soft groan burst out of his lips before he used it to swallow her lips. SeonJae didn’t let her go too easily that night. Whoosh. SeonJae turned the faucet and a weak stream of warm water trickled down over their bodies. SeonJae continued to ravage her over and over again. After having reached her peak several times, YeonJung’s body went limp. He carried her to the bedroom and climbed on top of her once again.

“One more time.”

The fluffy sheets stuck to their wet bodies.

“SeonJae-shi… en…enough…”

“No.”

There was no place on her body that his lips hadn’t touched. With his head crammed between her legs, YeonJung didn’t have the chance to think about anything other than the pleasure that was traveling up her spine. She felt that she’d never be able to escape Min SeonJae in this life. She liked that so much that she pulled his head towards hers and embraced him.

“Don’t tell me to stop. You know I can’t do that. I’ve endured too much.”

SeonJae thought she was going to push him away, and he began to push into her once again.

“Hnng…”

When YeonJung’s hips began to undulate bashfully, SeonJae couldn’t take it anymore and buried his lips into her neck. She could feel the vibrations he was making on her skin as he murmured something to her. YeonJung squeezed her eyes shut. His scorching heat, the feel of his trembling tongue and lips touching her skin, the little fireworks that seemed to go off within her body whenever he pumped in and out… She enjoyed every single sensation. As the time they shared grew longer and longer, she came to like him more and more. Is this what it felt to fall in love with someone every single day? YeonJung’s hips arched like a bow. Her thighs trembled, and the deepest part of her body twitched as if it had been electrically shocked.

“Aah… Seon… SeonJae-shi.”

His hand stroked her cheek. YeonJung opened her bleary eyes and met his scorching gaze.

“Does it feel good, YeonJung?… You feel good, right?”

He was asking because he was afraid that he’d been too rough with her, but he didn’t stop his fierce movements. Instead of answering him, YeonJung lifted her head and kissed him on the lips. She could feel his racing heart against her skin. No, maybe it was actually coming from her. As they continued to live together, her heart always seemed to skip a beat.

“So you seriously made me turn off the lights because of such a ridiculous reason?”

Once their passionate bout of lovemaking had ended, SeonJae asked her as he looked into her eyes. His hand was gently caressing her breasts. When YeonJung tried to put on her pajamas, SeonJae snatched it out of her hands and tossed it onto the floor. Then he dragged her back into bed and pushed her down next to him. 

“…Let’s stahp talking ah-bout ‘dat…”

She wanted to turn away in embarrassment, but SeonJae didn’t seem to want to let it go.

“Why? I like it. I like how YeonJung is embarrassed about being conscious of what I think. Look. See what it does to me.”

He glanced down at his lower half, but YeonJung didn’t have to look in order to know what state he was in. SeonJae teased her hardened nipples with his thumb as he smiled down at her.

“You’re perfect, Lee YeonJung. I get rock hard just by being next to you. Sometimes, whenever I get so worked up from merely kissing you, I also feel as if something’s wrong with me.”

He recalled his son’s sports day. After they’d won the father-son race, he grabbed his son into his arms and ran towards YeonJung, who was recording it all on her phone, and gave her a kiss. It wasn’t just a peck. SeonJae actually tilted his head and gently nibbled on her lower lip before pulling away. Recalling the envious gazes of those around them as well as SooHyun insisting on giving his mother a kiss too made YeonJung chuckle.

“…Then yoo… don’t have to do that.”

“It doesn’t work like that. I can’t control it.”

SeonJae gently pinched her nipple. YeonJung’s hips twitched at the sensation. SeonJae continued to speak to her in a soft voice. He had pushed her to the edge during sex, and her eyes were still damp from her cries of pleasure.

“I’m still nervous. I’m afraid you’ll hate me someday and abandon me. I’m afraid some other bastard will tempt you while I’m away. All sorts of ridiculous thoughts plague my head.”

Just the thought made SeonJae’s mood sour. He squeezed her breast, causing a slight frown to form on her brow. When he saw this, he quickly let go.

“Aah.”

A soft moan burst out of her lips.

“Sorry. Did it hurt?”

When she saw him apologize so quickly, YeonJung chuckled.

“No… It felt… good.”

His expression turned strange. He gently grasped her hand as his cock stood up at the ready.

“My wife seriously knows how to drive a man crazy.”

YeonJung’s hand gently stroked him as if to soothe him. SeonJae let out a husky groan. He stuck closer to her body and murmured.

“Let’s do it one more time, YeonJung.”

YeonJung pulled back in disbelief. The moment she felt his thigh split her legs apart, YeonJung’s lips parted in shock. Was he truly planning on doing it again after everything they just did?

“No. Tomorrow is… SooHyun’s field trip. I need… too wake up early.”

“I’ll just put it inside. I won’t move.”

She pushed SeonJae’s shoulder away at his ridiculous proposition. SeonJae let out a whimpering groan as he flopped onto his back.

“Sometimes, I’m really jealous of Min SooHyun.”

It wasn’t just sometimes. He actually seemed to compete with his son everyday. There was no way YeonJung hadn’t noticed. SeonJae looked at her and continued to complain.

“If it’s about SooHyun, you’ll burst out of bed in the middle of the night. You love SooHyun too much.”

YeonJung used her fingers to massage his furrowed brow as she laughed silently.

‘He acts so cute with a face that looks just like yours. How can I not love him?’

SeonJae was unaware of what she murmured in her heart. He continued cautiously as if he wasn’t sure it was a good thing she was quietly listening to him.

“SooHyun is my son, but he’s too smart. I can clearly see how he’s calculating to get more of your attention.”

And where do you think he got that from? YeonJung burst into laughter.

“…But still… I’m really glad he’s here.”

SeonJae murmured.

“Why?”

Instead of replying, he glanced at her. Because you love SooHyun too much, I don’t think you’ll be able to run away. If he said these words, she might be disappointed in him. He kept this buried inside.

“Come here.”

YeonJung’s eyelashes fluttered as she blinked. SeonJae brought her head to his chest. He held her tight as if to keep her from escaping. As if she knew what he was thinking, YeonJung gently patted his back with her hand. SeonJae buried his nose into her hair and took a deep breath. He slowly fell asleep as he breathed in her fragrance. He hoped this woman, who had craved freedom for so long, would find her freedom within the boundaries of their family.