Part 24 

The corners of his mouth curved into a slick smile.

Seowoo’s eyes trembled slightly. Only then did a satisfied smile appear on Jiwook’s lips. He traced her lips with his thumb.

“Now you seem to understand the situation.”

Normally, she would have refused immediately.

Chewing on her trembling lips, Seowoo couldn’t say a word.

“This house. It was a house for you and me to live in together.”

Naturally, she didn’t know.

Jiwook never expressed what he thought, so she had no idea what he had been thinking throughout their marriage.

“You will come to this house whenever I call you.”

“What…?”

“I’ll call regarding the remaining two people, so for now, you should go and get some sleep.”

As Seowoo heard those words, her expression turned blank.

In the end, this was his goal. This was all this was about.

What he wanted. Just to have s*x with me.

Realizing this fact, laughter involuntarily escaped her.

“So, you just wanted to f*ck me, after all.”

She hesitated for a moment.

She wondered if he hadn’t really wanted to divorce her.

While she believed otherwise, there might have been a small part of her that hoped he didn’t.

It was a pathetic and frustrating thought, and it left her feeling disheartened.

In the end, she found herself pathetically relying on Kwon Jiwook again. Just as lonely as she had been all this time, she imagined he must have been struggling a bit too. No, she hoped he was struggling a lot.

“I can’t deny it. Because it’s the truth.”

When he looked at her with those words, her heart sank.

Because she knew what expression she had underneath. Moreover, seeing those around her who didn’t know their place made a possessive desire start to rise within him.

“Remember this well.”

“…….”

“If you don’t cooperate, think about what will happen to those around you.”

“Mr. Kwon Jiwook.”

“Just stay by my side. Eventually, your heart will change again.”

He lowered his gaze to her lips. Just seeing her red lips made him thirsty. Watching her bite her lower lip, Jiwook tilted his head and swallowed her lips.

***

“Ah!”

Jiwook pulled her waist, pressing her body tightly against his. His other hand grabbed the back of her neck, keeping her in place as he forcefully pushed his tongue into her mouth.

Her head spun, and her breath caught in her throat. She tried to push back, but it was futile.

“Haah.”

Their lips crashed together again. Jiwook half-embraced her as he continued to kiss her deeply, leading her step by step into the bedroom. Her hand, which had been flailing in the air, grasped the hem of his shirt.

Her fingertips brushed against his strong shoulder muscles. The roughness of his sucking made her lips tingle. Swallowing his saliva, Seowoo gasped for breath.

“Ah……!”

Just from a kiss. It was pathetic how my body responded.

Despite trying to think of something else to avoid showing herself like this, Jiwook didn’t give her the chance. In the midst of it all, their bodies ended up on the bed.

“Awww…….”

Jiwook cupped her large br*asts in one hand, eliciting a moan from Seowoo as he sucked on her lips. Familiar pl*asure quickly flowed through her body.

“Haah… Haah.”

It was all too familiar.

Not just the silhouette of the man on top of her, but even the scent emanating from the bedding.

It felt like they were back to before their divorce.

Despite trying to escape, she was back in place again, heat flooding her lower belly as he sucked on her lips.

“Wait a moment.”

His hand, which had been roaming over Seowoo’s ample waist, quickly traveled up her thigh and slipped under her skirt. The hand gripping her rounded b*ttocks showed no restraint.

“Hmm.”

Jiwook lowered his lips to her neck, causing her shoulders to hunch as his hot breath tickled her skin. His lips moved along her collarbone, tracing the line of her clavicle. As she felt the softness of his lips and the dampness of his saliva, her mind grew increasingly hazy. 

“Mmm.”

Under the stimulating touch on her b*ttocks, her legs involuntarily tensed.

Her body, accustomed to him, responded quickly.

Their last intimacy…

Seowoo closed her eyes tightly, grasping at memories. It was before her second miscarriage. After the miscarriage, Jiwook hadn’t touched her even once.

Snap, snap.

One by one, he undid the b*ttons until he couldn’t stand it anymore and yanked the blouse to either side. Buttons flew everywhere. Her body, clad only in her bra, was exposed before him. Seowoo flinched, raising her arms to cover her exposed front.

“Remove your hand.”

A commanding voice echoed in her ear. When Seowoo timidly opened her eyes, she was met with his intense gaze. Her lips went dry as she met his piercing eyes.

“Uh… Yeo… ha…”

Unintentionally, she almost called him ‘Yeobo’ (Honey / Darling). Startled, Seowoo swallowed the rest of her words.

As he lowered her bra, her ample br*asts spilled out. The cool air made her n*pples harden instantly.

A flush spread across her face, embarrassed. Despite having undressed in front of him like this before, every touch of his hot hands made her lower body tremble with ar*usal.

Jiwook squeezed her soft br*asts firmly. The hardened n*pples pressed against his palm.

“Haah…”

Feeling embarrassed, Seowoo turned her head away, avoiding his gaze. Jiwook licked it teasingly with the tip of his tongue.

“Hmm…”

A shiver ran down her spine as his hot tongue touched her skin. Jiwook’s lips moved along the edge of her sensitive ar*ola, sucking gently. Every time his breath touched her sensitive area, her mind went blank.

Each spot his lips traversed was red and bruised. Reddish marks spread across her pale skin. Simultaneously, his large hand kneaded the other br*ast.

“Ahhhh!”

He pinched the peak between his fingers and squeezed, causing Seowoo’s moans to grow louder.

Suddenly, Jiwook opened his mouth wide and engulfed her n*pple. Seowoo’s delicate chin lifted upwards.

“Hmph!”

A shiver ran down her spine as he applied pressure, causing Seowoo’s slender waist to twist.

Even with just this level of intimacy, she didn’t know how to respond.

Seeing herself like this was so pathetic that she couldn’t bear it. Seowoo clenched the blanket tightly, stifling her soft moans.

“Ah, uh…”

Jiwook didn’t seem to mind Seowoo’s behavior. As he sucked her br*ast forcefully, he slowly lowered his hand downwards. His hands moved from her br*asts, down her pelvis, and to her as$, where they dug into her underwear.

“Haah…”

It was something he had imagined for years.

He’d imagined holding her in his arms, her handful of flesh throbbing beneath him.

As his hand moved further down towards her b*ttocks, he felt a damp sensation at his fingertips. Jiwook’s gaze lowered.

“Wait, uh! Ah…!”

Seowoo twisted her body in shock, but his hand moved faster. There was no hesitation in his fingertips as they pressed into her w*tness. Her tender skin was mercilessly caressed by his hand.

It was familiar. His scent, his touch. Heck, even his breathing.

As if they had been intimate just yesterday.

“……!”

At that moment, two thick and long fingers were suddenly inserted into her moist entrance. The sensation of fullness momentarily took her breath away.

 “Spread your legs wider.”

His voice, tinged with excitement, echoed in her ears.

There had been times when she loved the way he looked in bed. Though usually aloof and indifferent, Jiwook’s gaze when in bed was different; she loved the way he looked at her.

She liked the feeling of their hot skin touching and his dark eyes that looked only at her.

“Haah.”

Suddenly, his fingers withdrew abruptly. Jiwook raised himself slightly to catch his breath. Then, he swiftly stripped off her underwear and stockings in one go. Seowoo tightly closed her eyes at her exposed state. With a flick, Jiwook removed even the watch from his wrist, as if it hindered his movements. Then, without a pause, he resumed exploring her lower half.

“Put your legs up.”

When she didn’t budge, Jiwook furrowed his brows and folded her legs, spreading them wide. Seowoo’s face flushed crimson at her clear exposure in front of Jiwook. She squirmed uncomfortably.

“You’re still wet here.”

He muttered, looking below. Her ar*usal was evident, her folds soaked with moisture. Seeing her react to just a little stimulation, a smug smile played on his lips. Jiwook lowered his hand there again. Instantly, Seowoo’s slender waist jerked in response.

“Ah, ah!”

His thick fingers slipped in again. The sounds, embarrassing and erotic even to her ears, echoed in the quiet bedroom. Her legs involuntarily pressed together with each relentless thrust and bucked together in a cl*max.

Her breath became ragged, and her vision flashed white repeatedly. The squelching sounds intensified as her ar*usal flowed profusely, almost soaking the sheets.

“Wait, ha, ahhh!”

Even as she bit her lips to stifle her moans, she couldn’t stop them from bursting out. She had to cling to him, pleading. But the more she did, the rougher Jiwook’s actions became

He knew all too well where to stimulate her, where to touch her to make her c*m quickly, and how to bring her to cl*max.

Years may have passed, but because of his precise touch, Seowoo couldn’t help but succumb to org*sm after org*sm.