F6

If Soobin had been a vibrant rose yesterday, today she was a pristine acacia flower.

Her contrasting images weren’t unwelcome to Woohyeok. Especially considering his suspicions about her.

He had to find out why she approached him, and it wouldn’t be boring to keep her around for a while, especially since she was so different from the other women he met. 

Besides, he preferred her current appearance.

“You seemed overstrained yesterday. Do you think you can handle it today?”

“Have you already forgotten what I told you? It seemed like the one who passed out feeling good was you, Woohyeok-ssi.”

“Woohyeok-ssi? I like the sound of that. Call me that. Instead of moaning, let’s make it a night of calling my name.”

Woohyeok scooped Soobin into his arms and carried her into the pool house. He placed her in the large bathtub.

As the hot water was turned on, steam quickly filled the air. With the water level gradually rising, Soobin felt as if even the fine hairs on her body stood on end.

Woohyeok had taken off his jacket and unbuttoned his shirt, exposing his upper body.

Soobin’s eyes lingered on him as he shed the rest of his clothes and stepped into the tub.

“Don’t hold back. Scream all you want. I’m the only one who’ll hear you.”

Woohyeok cornered Soobin in the tub, his eyes glittering with amusement as he tilted his chin. Having experienced him before, Soobin understood the implication. She turned her back to him and leaned against the edge of the tub.

She took a deep breath as he grabbed her hips, then cried out as he thrust into her without warning.

“Hngh!“

She quickly raised her hand to cover her mouth, then bit her lip to stifle her moans.

“I thought it would be tighter in here, but it slides in quite easily. You really are easily aroused, aren’t you?”

That was only his perspective.

Her unprepared walls stretched and contracted around him with each thrust, quickly swelling.

She wasn’t fully warmed up yet, and each time he pulled out, her lower abdomen felt heavy.

The sound of the water splashing became faster and faster, mirroring the rising heat in Soobin’s face, turning it a deeper crimson. She tried to hold her breath, to stifle the screams that were building in her throat, but finally the pent-up sound erupted. 

“I told you not to hold back.”

Woohyeok kept his gaze fixed on the sight below him: her luscious, flushed buttocks spread wide, her tight hole clamped around his length.

Whether she groomed regularly or had prepared for this, the skin around her hole was smooth and hairless.

His eyes narrowed. A new sense of cruelty stirred within him as he watched her small hole tighten and loosen around him.

There wasn’t a single unattractive part of her.

From head to toe, she was the perfect prey, laid out just for him.

A chuckle escaped his lips as he brushed the hair back from his forehead.

“Haa! A little… slower…”

He lifted her hips, her knees now floating above the water, her body swaying helplessly with each thrust.

Her body was so flushed that she no longer felt the heat of the water.

The simple act of him moving in and out of her sent her senses into overdrive, her head spinning.

Her face was contorted, leaving no room for rational thought as she lost herself in the overwhelming pleasure.

He grabbed her chin and turned her face towards him, his lips curving into a smirk as he savored her expression.

“You were really not satisfied. The way you cling to me proves it.”

He tormented her relentlessly, refusing to let her catch her breath. He had already mapped her body last night, memorizing every sensitive spot, every reaction.

“Haa! Hngh! Ahh! Hah!“

The sound of splashing water and her moaning echoed through the bathroom.

“Say my name.”

“W-Woohyeok-ssi!”

“That’s the way I like it.”

He grabbed her hair and pulled her head back violently. Her breasts, which had been resting against the edge of the tub, lifted up as her head tilted back. 

Soobin braced herself against the edge of the tub with one hand. Her other hand reached up to grab Woohyeok’s wrist, trying to control the force of his grip on her hair. 

“It… hurts.”

“Don’t whine.”

Her hole gradually loosened as she became more stimulated, making it easier for him to move inside her. But it was only a slight improvement.

The water in the tub swirled, constantly washing away the slick of fluids, but the intense heat remained. It was this lingering heat that drew Soobin closer to the edge. 

“I… am… going… ugh!“

Her body arched, trembling as she reached her peak, and Woohyeok’s movements stopped.

Her rounded shoulders, her slender waist, her buttocks that were marked with his hand prints – everything was trembling.

He let go of her hair and her head slumped forward, her face pressed up against the edge of the tub. He watched her for a moment, her slender body still trembling. Then he put his hands on her narrow waist.

“W-Wait!”

Soobin cried out, grabbing his hands, but her voice was drowned out by the splashing water.

The renewed assault, before the aftershocks of her orgasm had subsided, was almost too much to bear. As if aware of her vulnerability, he pushed her harder against the edge of the tub.

His thrusts felt even more brutal than last night, and Soobin surrendered completely, lost in the overwhelming sensations.

 

***

 

When she woke up again in the same bed, Soobin blinked her eyes for a while, unable to escape the throbbing pain that went right down to her bones.

Only after being pushed to her physical and mental limits had she finally escaped Woohyeok’s embrace. She couldn’t believe how long it had lasted. At some point she had fallen into a bottomless pit of lust, unable to find her way out.

“He’s a real beast.”

Barely managing to drag her body to the end of the bed, Soobin looked around at her clothes, which she couldn’t find.

She realized that she’d left her underwear where she’d taken them off yesterday. And she’d even come in without her bathrobe, so she had nothing to wear. 

Stuck where she was, Soobin slumped at the edge of the bed, her gaze fixed on the open doorway. The bright light made it hard to see outside, and she furrowed her brow. Then a shadow suddenly fell across the room and she lifted her head. 

“Is it because you’re young? You have good stamina.”

Woohyeok, fully dressed, tossed something onto the bed.

“Where’s my dress?”

“It’s… unusable.”

Soobin finally managed to sit up. Her eyes scanned the simple jeans and sweatshirt he had given her before she looked back at Woohyeok. 

“Did you choose these?”

“Don’t you like them? I thought they’d suit you.”

“They make me look too young.”

“Is that a problem?”

His tone was patronizing, as if he were talking to a child.

“What about underwear?”

“I think that should be enough to cover them.”

She had thought he might show some interest in her after what they had shared. But his attitude was completely dismissive. The difference in his demeanor when he was in bed with her and when he was not was jarring.

“Are you just going to stand there?”

“Is there anything left to be embarrassed about? Like someone said, I’ve seen it all.”

Soobin winced as she pushed herself to her feet.

No matter how hard she tried to keep her composure, she couldn’t hide the pain etching itself into her face. A lingering tingling sensation spread through her thighs, making her legs tremble. Her arms felt heavy, making it difficult to dress.

“Let me know if you need any help.”

Instead of answering, Soobin glared at him, then turned away, struggling to pull on the clothes.

The lack of anything underneath the clothes felt strange and she shifted uncomfortably.

“Let’s go.”

“Where?”

“Where else? Home. Yoo Soobin-ssi of Naman Trading.”

Just as she had expected, he had found out who she was. Given his resources, it shouldn’t have taken him more than a day. But she had anticipated this and prepared accordingly.

“I didn’t know you were a private detective.”

She forced a smile, trying to sound nonchalant.

“At least I should know who’s been in my mouth. That way I won’t get an upset stomach.”

Woohyeok walked out of the pool house and Soobin, her body still aching, followed.

She paused at the sight of Butler Choi, who seemed to be waiting for them. Then she looked back at Woohyeok, but he ignored her look and addressed Butler Choi instead.

“Please take her home.”

“Will Butler Choi take me home?”

“Surely you didn’t expect me to be your chauffeur? Well then, have a good journey.”

He waved dismissively and moved quickly towards the main building, as if determined not to give Soobin a chance to speak. Just as she was about to follow his retreating figure, she was forced to pause at the sight of Butler Choi blocking her path.

It would be too risky to push any further. Reluctantly, she decided to retreat.

“Let’s go.”

Woohyeok watched from the window as Butler Choi led Soobin to the parking lot, a strange glint in his eyes.