Chapter 2 – The Boundary of Lust (Part 4)

“Did you come here to get f*cked again after breaking up?”

Soo-yeon had never had s*x with Min-jun without a condom. He constantly whined about not wanting to use one, despite not having had a vasectomy. He often spouted nonsense about how it was fine to go without as long as he pulled out before finishing, which made Soo-yeon even more diligent about using condoms. Min-jun, who always claimed they should be a DINK (dual income, no kids) couple and complained about the burdens of parenting, would never welcome her getting pregnant.

Soo-yeon didn’t feel the need to tell Hee-tae that she had never been so reckless with Min-jun. It felt wrong to imply she had done things with Hee-tae that she hadn’t done with her long-term boyfriend, and she hated that thought. Panting, she said,

“What does it matter to you?”

“It matters a lot.”

Hee-tae’s head throbbed as he watched her dismissively tell him not to meddle. He had anticipated this situation since he first craved to touch Soo-yeon, who belonged to someone else. He thought it wouldn’t be a big deal since it was just once, and she wasn’t his to begin with. But when the situation actually unfolded, it felt far worse than he had imagined. He spat out vulgar words at her, who always seemed to pick the words that would scratch at him with her glossy lips.

“Is it okay to spread your legs for someone else while there’s a guy desperate to have you?”

Soo-yeon bit her lip as she watched Hee-tae mistakenly assume she had slept with Min-jun. She didn’t want to clarify. Even if she tried to explain, she doubted he would believe her, given that she had also slept with him, a man she had just met.

She shouldn’t have gotten involved with this vulgar man in the first place. No, she shouldn’t have dragged out her broken relationship with Min-jun for so long. In hindsight, it was all her fault and her choices. 

The more she realized this, the more horrifying it became. She felt like she would lose her mind if she didn’t blame someone else. Soo-yeon deliberately chose sharp words.

“Do you think everyone in the world is as shallow as you?”

“And how heavy are you to have sucked my d*ck?”

Hee-tae finally spat out the words Soo-yeon didn’t want to hear. She grabbed his collar and bit his lips as if to tear them apart. Biting would hurt more than hitting him with her ineffective punches. But she bit too hard, and the taste of blood filled her mouth, making her pull back and suck on her lips. Hee-tae then pulled her by the nape of her neck, tilting her head back, and thrust his tongue between her lips. He pushed it in deeply, like a p*nis, making her suck on it while lifting her short two-piece top to grab her br*ast. Soo-yeon finally twisted her head to spit out his tongue from her mouth.

“Ugh, ah, ha, cough…”

“What are you trying to do now? Do you think I’ll let it slide if you suck on my lips?”

Hee-tae scolded her with a fierce voice, his face contorted in anger. The sight of her acting coquettishly after biting his lips made him grew hard below. With a rough hand, he reached under her bra without removing it and groped her br*ast. The size still fit perfectly in his hand. Supporting the heavy underside with his palm and squeezing it, Soo-yeon shuddered and shot back at him.

“Who said I wanted you to let it slide?”

“Now I’m really just a cheap thrill, huh?”

Hee-tae let out a hollow breath and swallowed her lips again. As he heard her panting and moaning with the tongue thrust into her mouth, he easily tore her stockings with a ripping sound. Soo-yeon felt the emptiness below and realized that he had torn not just her stockings but her panties as well. Hee-tae, who had ripped both, inserted his fingers into her exposed v*lva. As his fingers entered the w*t and tight space, he let out a vulgar exclamation.

“Ha, even in this situation, your p*ssy is soaking w*t.”

“Hnng, ah, hnnng, ng!”

“You’re so w*t. I guess you need a p*ssy this w*t to handle switching between men.”

Soo-yeon moaned, glaring at him as he chose the filthiest words possible. Every time his fingers thrust deep inside her, her hips jolted, and each rough squeeze of her br*ast made her groan. A second finger soon joined the first, curling to scrape out the accumulated w*tness. Reflexively, she grabbed his forearm, her body trembling.

“Ha, uh, ng!”

“Look at the p*ssy juice gushing out. Your c*nt’s having a f*cking flood.”

Hee-tae shook his two fingers inside her v*gina, causing w*t sounds to echo as her fl*ids splattered. Soo-yeon’s moans grew rapid and breathless, her lower body trembling as he persistently stimulated her. She finally shuddered violently, her inner walls convulsing around his fingers. She trembled, gasping intermittently through clenched teeth, her body slick with her own fl*ids.

“Hnng, uh, ngh…”

Seeing Soo-yeon panting and shedding tears, Hee-tae hastily unbuckled his belt with a click. Unzipping his pants, he quickly grasped his stiff erect*on inside his briefs. He aimed his c*ck at her w*t, gaping entrance and pushed it inside.

“Ha, ugh, ah, can’t, ugh!”

Soo-yeon struck his chest, letting out a sobbing moan. The space stretched by his two fingers was too tight to accommodate his monstrous c*ck. Hee-tae shivered down to his spine at the tightness, even more so than the first time. He rubbed her cl*toris with his fingertips, thrusting shallowly. Despite only being able to push half of his length inside, she gasped and cried out.

“You’re like this because you’ve been f*cked by a small d*ck. If I’d been f*cking you regularly, you’d be fine.”

“Haa, uh, oooh, aah!”

Soo-yeon’s inner thighs trembled at his relentless rubbing of her cl*toris. Just having him half inside her made her gasp and moan, her breaths coming out in short, desperate pants. In the cramped car, with nowhere to retreat, she was forced to take his shallow thrusts, crying out with each one. His insistent fingers on her swollen cl*t made her body writhe, while his shallow thrusts left her breathless.

“Huh, uh, ah, hng, ugh!”

“A man can’t forget a breakup and acts all pathetic because of the s*x, you know that?”

Jang Hee-tae spoke as he watched Soo-yeon writhing beneath him. He didn’t care how anyone else lived their miserable lives, but Soo-yeon, with his c*ck buried inside her, was different. The thought of her clenching around some idiot’s c*ck with her sticky, tight hole and mistaking it for love made his vision darken with rage. It felt like his pride was about to be shattered as he thrust deeper into her. The moment his c*ck head pushed deeply and their groins met, he let out a voice scratched with ecstasy.

“With a p*ssy that squeezes like this, yeah, I wouldn’t be able to forget it either.”

“Ugh, ah, ugh…”

Tears streamed down Soo-yeon’s cheeks the moment their hips met. She couldn’t even find the breath to curse Hee-tae through her gasps. She lacked the strength to slap his vulgar mouth. Hee-tae didn’t have the patience to unclasp her bra, so he just pushed it up, grabbing the freed flesh beneath. Even days after their last encounter, faint bite marks still marred her br*asts, making him salivate.

“To forget these t*ts, damn, I’d have to suck them until they’re worn out.”

“Ha, hng, uh, really… Ah!”

As Hee-tae thrust into her with his weight, Soo-yeon grabbed his forearm and trembled. The monstrous c*ck inside her was already overwhelming, but the force behind his thrusts made her jaw quiver.

Even though he hadn’t loosened her up as much as before when he had sucked on her cl*toris and inserted his tongue, her inner walls were still soft and welcoming, sucking him in. He watched her br*asts, marked by his bites, shake with his thrusts. The thought of that idiot seeing the same sight made his mouth drop open.

“Did that guy f*ck you while looking at the t*ts I bit?”

“Shut your… ugh, ah!”

Soo-yeon glared at the man spewing vulgarities and shouted. She hadn’t slept with Min-jun. Just that one sentence might soften their biting s*x a little, but she didn’t want to say it. She hated explaining her foolish behavior in front of Hee-tae every time. Who was he anyway? He was just someone who wanted to sleep with her, someone she didn’t need to explain everything to. Soo-yeon pulled his neck toward her to cover his lips with hers.

“Mmph, ugh, mm, ah…”

Hee-tae grabbed her chin, tangling their lips together, and sucked on her tongue. As he thrust his hips like he was flogging her, Soo-yeon’s muffled moans escaped through her teeth. Every time his weighty thrusts jabbed inside her, the scraping column made her hips tremble as if she were about to break. Her arms wrapped around his neck tightened with every thrust that pushed her body back. As their lips parted after the persistent sucking, a clear string of saliva stretched between them. Hee-tae, with his w*t lips, muttered obscenities as he forcefully thrust his hips.

“Where did you pick up such nasty habits? Haah, ha, who the hell acts all coy while having s*x?”

The back seat of the car felt as cramped as Soo-yeon’s insides for Hee-tae. Every time he pounded her body, his broad shoulders brushed against the ceiling. The car jolted with each forceful thrust in the tight space, as if announcing to the parking lot that they were f*cking like animals. The thought of that idiot man thrusting into her creamy hole made Hee-tae’s mind seethe with rage. But when Soo-yeon kissed him, his anger sweetened to the point where he couldn’t fully unleash it. He didn’t want to mention her man; he just wanted to pour himself into her and leave his mark.