“Stop the car.”

“What? Yes, Executive Director.”

As soon as the sedan turned on its blinker and pulled into the outer road before stopping, Gyeom unbuckled his seatbelt and got out.

Secretary Gu in the driver’s seat could only stare in bewilderment at him walking around the front of the hood. The rain had grown heavier in the meantime, making it difficult to even secure visibility. The driver’s side door swung open.

“Go home for the day.”

“What?”

“Get out. Grab an umbrella from the trunk.”

“No, I—Executive Director? What about the main house…”

“I won’t say it again.”

There was no time to argue. Even during this, Gyeom’s body was rapidly getting soaked.

Secretary Gu reluctantly unbuckled and got out of the car. Gyeom, who immediately climbed into the driver’s seat, kindly waited until Secretary Gu opened the trunk and grabbed an umbrella. His movements looked urgent as he set off again.

He changed lanes quickly. He stepped on the accelerator, consistently ignoring the short honks sounding here and there.

He was someone who normally despised drivers with no manners, but right now he couldn’t care about even that.

His head was hot like it held a fireball. It blazed intensely, seemingly about to explode at any moment.

He irritably swept back his disheveled hair wet with rain. Annoyance oozed from his hand grabbing and pulling at his tie as he pressed the accelerator harder. Why? What was so grating and unpleasant? What the h*ll.

‘I didn’t. I told them I wouldn’t go on the blind date and was on my way back.’

“F*ck…”

He didn’t even realize he’d muttered a curse. His eyes watching the road ahead were fierce.

Before long, a congested section appeared. Unable to find a proper spot to cut in, he slowed down and ultimately stopped at a light. Actually, when you think about it, it was nothing. 

Hyunseo hadn’t lied to him either.

He just didn’t know. That the guy would be from the same company.

Gyeom twisted his lips barely perceptibly. The cars lined up ahead showed no intention of moving.

He leaned his head against the headrest. With his head tilted back slightly, his eyes became even more arrogant as he glared at the phantom floating in the air.

Recalling the man who’d introduced himself as Han Juhyung, his hand that had brushed against Hyunseo’s back the moment they got on the elevator, Gyeom couldn’t hold back anymore and narrowed his brow.

He wondered how many times they’d run into each other. What else they might have talked about separately. Even at the brief imagination, anger surged without fail. It wasn’t that he lacked awareness that his reaction was excessive, but he was unbearably angry nonetheless.

Because he hated it. He really couldn’t stand seeing those two together, even for just a moment.

He didn’t know about anything else, he just needed to quench this shitty thirst right now. Because there was only one method.

The light finally changed. Gyeom honked—beep!—at the sluggish car ahead and urgently turned the wheel.

The luxury sedan ran fearlessly across the road, piercing through the even more fierce rain.

***

Her head reached the headboard from how hard he thrust up. Her efforts to endure didn’t work at all.

She grabbed his sturdy shoulders. She’d intended to soothe Gyeom, who was thrusting mercilessly, but before she could push him away, she was restrained. He easily pressed down and overpowered her, then shoved his p*nis in even more roughly.

“Mmph…! Mmhp, mmph…!”

There was no way she could moan freely. The tongue that had entered wouldn’t come out even for a moment.

He sucked like her tongue root would be pulled out. He licked so vigorously that her mucous membranes tingled. Breath and saliva were all devoured. He sucked without caring that their teeth clashed whenever she twisted her head.

She couldn’t stop him. Because the desperate kiss felt somehow earnest. Pinned beneath Gyeom, who endlessly entwined his tongue like no matter how much he did it wasn’t enough, Hyunseo struggled with difficulty.

Her face was covered in tears, but she didn’t hate it. Though her v*lva being roughly pounded hurt to death, her heart swelled.

She was relieved. She’d thought she wouldn’t see him for a while. She’d been afraid he might regard her like a complete stranger again.

So everything was welcome. Him pounding on the front door like he’d break it, him kissing her lips the moment he entered, even him shoving his enlarged p*nis deep into her inner walls before her v*lva was even wet.

“Haah, haah…”

“Hah…”

His hip movements, which had been speeding up without knowing limits, stopped at some point. In Gyeom’s broad embrace as he hugged her more tightly, Hyunseo’s lips trembled.

Even her shoulders shook finely at the hot feeling transmitted from her v*lva.

He thrust his hips up a few more times to finish the remaining ej*culation. Unlike usual when he’d stay for a long while even after that, he pulled out from below without lingering. Only when she saw him pick up a new condom did she understand the reason.

She accepted him rushing at her repeatedly without resistance.

Her thoroughly soaked lower half had no trouble accommodating his thing, swollen hard. Of course it was overwhelming. 

The p*nis penetrating deep into her inner walls and stabbing seemed somehow even bigger than before, so her breath caught each time he thrust up.

But it was good. In his embrace as he pounded like crazy, she mixed bodies, forgetting even the pain.

She kept shaking up and down. When she wrapped her legs flailing in the air around his waist, the kiss became messy. The hand roughly kneading her br*asts was hot. Groaning moans burst out.

“I’m sorry.”

“What are you sorry for?”

“Just, you seemed angry.”

Hyunseo carefully offered an apology when Gyeom picked up the third condom.

He, who’d been putting the condom on his still vigorous p*nis, only raised his gaze to look at her.

Though her already exhausted, drooping appearance was pitiful, he had no means to resist the red flesh squirming between her spread legs.

Instead of answering, he climbed on top of her. Even while rubbing his blunt gl*ns, his throat burned with impatience. 

Having finally penetrated through, he frowned. The tightly wrapping flesh was irritating.

It was probably too much. It didn’t make sense for it to feel this good. He thrust his hips up while holding back curses.

Watching Hyunseo throw her head back, her red lips enduring pain and her white, slender nape, her voluptuous br*asts swaying with his hip movements—he lowered his body close and cupped her cheeks.

“Do Hyunseo.”

“Yes…?”

“Why do you think I’m angry?”

Asking in a hoarsely locked voice, he slowly shoved his p*nis in. At his hip movements repeatedly pushing in hard with strong force like demanding an answer, she barely opened her mouth.

“I don’t know…”

“You don’t know but you’re sorry?”

“Well, ngh…”

“Apologizing comes so easily to you, Do Hyunseo.”

Gyeom’s expression as he murmured languidly was cold. The guess he’d suddenly made didn’t sit well with him at all.

She must have said sorry to that guy too. Did she make eye contact and smile while saying it? The two of them? 

Unable to contain his boiling anger, Gyeom roughly shoved his p*nis in. Even at this moment, the tightening was excellent.

“Ah…!”

He lifted her smooth legs. With his arms inserted inside her knees and wrapped around them, when he thrust his hips up sharply, she trembled her lips, not knowing what to do. 

Knowing she was struggling because it was too deep, he still repeatedly shoved in.

Because he wanted to reach deeper. The place no one had reached, because he wanted to keep endlessly coveting even further inside.

He had no capacity to revive his evaporated reason. Her sobbing lewd face incited his dangerous desire. His eyes had long since rolled back at the narrow inner walls squelching. Hot and moist. Indescribably so.

“Yes.”

[What are you doing that you’re only answering now?]

Gyeom, who belatedly noticed the faint phone vibration, pressed the call button while their bodies remained joined. 

He didn’t easily let go of Hyunseo, who tried to slip away. Unlike her, who’d gone pale, he was calm.

“Why did you call?”

[You’re the one who said you’d come but then went radio silent.]

“Let’s do this later, I’m a bit busy.”

What, what is he doing…

He gathered and held her two hands trying to push him away above her head, then restrained them by tying them with his tie. 

In that state, he thrust his hips up heavily. Since he even took her n*pple in his mouth, Hyunseo had to make every effort to hold back her moans.

[Well, what are you so busy with? It’s not the company. Tell me where you are, even Secretary Gu doesn’t know.]

A middle-aged woman’s voice kept coming from the phone on speakerphone. Hyunseo thought it was probably Gyeom’s mother, Director Seong Sujeong, but even so, there was nothing she could do right now.

[Don’t think about making excuses that you’re home, I already checked. Where the h*ll are you and what are you doing?]

Mmph, mmph…

She was too busy just holding back moans. Unable to escape or cover her mouth with her bound hands, he thrust into the anxious Hyunseo without rest. The tongue licking her nape pushed her to her limit.

Still, she somehow endured. When she desperately tensed her body as a last resort, his brow crumpled mercilessly. 

Sensing her lower half clenching like biting, he stopped moving for just a moment. His p*nis throbbed.

[Gyeom, are you really going to be like this? Why do you keep acting strange lately? Are you listening to me?]

“You’re the one who unilaterally summoned me.”

[So you’re not coming? Think about the person waiting…]

“I’m hanging up.”

He hurriedly pressed the end button and resumed his hip movements. The degree of his thrusting was truly violent.

“Ugh…!”

Even the moans she’d been holding back had to be released into his mouth. Hyunseo moaned like sobbing while sucking his persistent tongue that penetrated as tenaciously as his p*nis. 

Soon after ej*culating, he went down and buried his face.

“Haah…! Mmm, hngh! Ah…!”

Her wet v*lva was sucked voraciously. The tongue that entered her vaginal opening moved as dazzlingly as his p*nis.

She felt like she’d go crazy. At the tremendous stimulation crashing down, Hyunseo really couldn’t endure anymore.

Pleasure so strong that everything before her eyes felt dizzy washed over her like waves. Several times, really several times. Continuously.

Yet she couldn’t say it. Only the words asking him to stop absolutely wouldn’t come out. Her mind became hazy at the strange, wet sounds of secret flesh and hot tongue rubbing together. 

There was no method now.

Her heart had already grown that much. Honestly, she liked it. Even Gyeom getting angry like this.

She didn’t know how he felt. He might think it was a relationship of only this, and that would be natural.

“Did it hurt?”

He, who’d been biting and sucking for a long while, removed his lips. Coming up, he untied the tie and examined Hyunseo’s face. There wasn’t a place around her eyes or cheeks that wasn’t red.

“You cried a lot.”

“…I’m okay.”

“Don’t cry, I won’t be angry anymore.”

“Executive Director.”

His large hand gently swept around her eyes. Because that touch was too affectionate, she suddenly wanted to ask.

Do you perhaps like me?

Are you doing this to me because you like me?

If.

If that’s not it.

What are we to each other? How far can we go? I, with you.

“Say it.”

“…”

“Is it a habit, calling me then not saying anything?”

“Just.”

“Just what. Tell me.”

“You look tired. Will you sleep a bit?”

Tears that had quickly welled up again blurred her vision hazily. Not wanting to be caught, Hyunseo nestled into Gyeom’s embrace. 

Though he’d already seen, he didn’t pull away. He just quietly caressed her back.

Affectionate, and affectionate again. At the gentle touch, so different from him savagely thrusting earlier, she forcibly swallowed her sobs.

His low sigh, full of resonance, wrapped around her stuffy ears.

She wasn’t unaware. That even being greedy was a luxury. That realistically they were a relationship that made no sense—she knew without needing to be told. Knowing this, she was still being pulled along. Because she liked Gyeom, who’d reached her, too much.

Why did she hold him? Why did she become curious about his circumstances and readily lend an ear?

Hyunseo regretted for the first time.

Those past encounters with Gyeom that could never be reversed now.