Part 25

“No, stop, Jiwook…… ha!”

Seowoo cried out as she cl*maxed, eventually soaking his wrist. Looking down at her as she floated in the aftermath of her cl*max, Jiwook leisurely pulled his finger out.

“Haah, haah.”

With each deep breath, her ample chest swayed beautifully. Jiwook, keeping his gaze fixed there, slowly began to unb*tton his shirt.

“Look at me.”

He blurted out. As if she didn’t even want to look at his face, Seowoo kept her head turned away, eyes shut.

“Yoon Seowoo.”

Tossing aside his shirt, Jiwook positioned himself between her legs. Startled by his hot breath against her moist intimacy, Seowoo recoiled, her legs tensing.

“No, I don’t want to… Ah.”

Seowoo tried to pull her legs away in protest, but it was futile. Jiwook firmly held her slender ankles and folded her legs completely towards her abdomen. Seowoo shook her head and squirmed in the embarrassing position, but Jiwook pressed his lips onto her drenched p*ssy without hesitation.

“Ah!”

His hot tongue traced over her wet folds. With each stroke against her tender skin, Seowoo’s sharp cries echoed in the room. From her swollen folds, more juices gushed out uncontrollably.

“Haah… Hm…”

Squelching sounds reverberated from below. With his firm grip on her legs, she couldn’t move at all, just receiving his caresses. Seowoo clutched the sheets tightly, gasping for breath.

“Mmmm. Ah…… ha.”

As Jiwook teased her swollen bud with the tip of his tongue, her voluptuous waist arched upward. His lips, smeared with her sticky essence, sucked on her bud vigorously.

“No, stop… Please.”

Despite her pleading, Jiwook didn’t cease. Moving his tongue like rolling candy, he slid another finger into her v*gina.

“Haah… Jiwook… Ah…Yeo”

Yeobo.

Seowoo raised a hand to cover her lips at the endearment that had once again dared to escape her. Jiwook, who had been burying his face between her legs for quite some time, slowly lifted his head.

Resentment filled her gaze as she looked at him.

Jiwook smirked, one corner of his mouth curling up. His lips were stained with her fl*ids, but he casually wiped them with his hand as if it were nothing.

“Why the sour face? You should be enjoying this.”

Seowoo bit down on her trembling lower lip. Unlike her, he seemed thoroughly pleased with this. Jiwook leisurely unbuckled his belt. His toned upper body remained as impressive as ever, with well-defined shoulders and tightly sculpted abs exposed below. And the iliac crest that dipped below his pelvis.

As he lowered his briefs, his fully ar*used c*ck sprang up, seemingly eager for attention. Not wanting to look at him, she turned her head away again.

“If you dislike it so much, what do you plan to do from now on?” 

Her refusal to meet his eyes twisted something inside him. Although this was a relationship he had desired alone, Seowoo seemed resigned as she lay on the bed. He picked up the condom he had left by the side and tore open the packaging with determination.

Then, he swiftly covered his swollen c*ck with it.

“Huh.”

Due to its excessive size, it felt like it could burst at any slight touch. It had been like this since the moment he kissed Seowoo.

With a deep sigh, he positioned himself between her legs, lifting them onto his arms and aligning the tip of his c*ck with her entrance.

“Mmm.”

Seowoo’s legs trembled with the weighty sensation.

“After going through all that trouble.”

“……!”

His displ*asure was evident in his voice. In an instant, his sizable c*ck, as thick as an arm, pierced through below. As he slowly pushed in, he lifted his hips, fully inserting himself.

“Ha!”

Seowoo’s head fell back. Even after inserting, Jiwook pulled her hips towards him. Her breath was stifled beneath the tight fit. As if she’d forgotten to breathe, Seowoo’s lips parted and her face crumpled. The sensation was so hot it felt like her whole body was melting.

“Haah.”

Jiwook’s lips exhaled a hot breath.

Lightly pressing her hips and aligning their waists, Seowoo gasped and gripped his sturdy arms.

How long has it been? 

The corners of Jiwook’s mouth curled into a smile at how effortlessly she accepted him as if she’d been tailor-made for him after all these years.

“Open your eyes.”

Lowering his upper body, he wiped her sweaty forehead. Her flushed face was tinged with ar*usal.

Who knew her flushed cheeks would be so alluring?

Seowoo struggled to open her eyes. As their gazes met, his body boiled with ar*usal once more.

Have I really become an assh*le?

He felt a rush of pl*asure as she squirmed beneath him.

Grabbing Seowoo by the waist, he pulled her towards him. Since he had become an assh*le anyway, he decided to be even more of an assh*le. Jiwook made up his mind.

Her resentful gaze only added to his excitement. Feeling her legs trembling like convulsions around his arms.

“Aah.”

Jiwook rotated his hips firmly. The swollen tip scraping against her inner walls stimulated her. Each time the thick gl*ns rubbed against her walls, they contracted tightly, squeezing his c*ck.

“Acting like this, pretending you’re not into it.”

He let out a sardonic laugh. Perhaps it was due to the long absence of intimacy. The considerable pressure brought a sense of urgency to ej*culate.

Swoosh!

Jiwook slowly withdrew his hips before thrusting deeply again.

“……!”

His slow movements only intensified her thirst. She wished he could finish quickly.

Several org*sms had already swept over her due to f*replay. Her whole body was languid, without the strength to move a finger.

“Seowoo.”

He called out softly. When she stared back at him, her eyes brimming with pl*asure.

Staring into her hard eyes, Jiwook quickened his pace.

Thud, thud! Thud!

Her slender body shook with each thrust. Over the years, her already petite frame had shrunk even more. Her pale skin bore marks of his bites and sucks.

Her n*pples, puffy from all the sucking, bobbed up and down.

“Uh, wait, Jiwook…!”

Ignoring her pleas, Jiwook pushed her to the limit. With rough movements of his hips, he reached out and grabbed her br*asts. The tender flesh squeezed between his fingers popped out here and there.

“Uh.”

“Move your hand.”

With a strength she didn’t even realize, Seowoo grabbed his wrist tightly. However, he immediately lifted it, causing her small hand to limp lifelessly on the bed.

Pleasure shot through her body.

You’re pathetic, Yoon Seowoo.

No matter how much she resented him and glared at him, her body’s honest response was contemptuously humiliating. The more she writhed in her cl*max, the more Jiwook stimulated her.

As if saying, “You’re in the palm of my hand.”

Tears burst from her eyes as she spun around and found herself beneath him again.

“Sob.”

A new sob finally escaped her closed lips.

“Sob.”

“Ha.”

After taking a moment to catch his breath, he roughly brushed back her hair. As he moved her hand covering her face, it was a mess of tears.

He reached out to her, but Seowoo turned her head away to avoid his hand.

Jiwook chuckled and grabbed her chin to hold her gaze.

“If you cry like this, I’ll go even crazier.”

“Sob.”

“You must have forgotten by now.”

Perhaps due to tears, his face blurred.

Her heart ached. Her heart breaks at the realization that he’s doing this, just for s*x.

“Cry more. It’ll ease my guilt a bit.”

“Sob.”

“That’s right. It’d be nice if you listened when I speak nicely.”

When Moon Seung-min started to get on his nerves, he didn’t even bother to look.

Just a mere CEO of a small agency, clueless and rampaging, was too ridiculous to watch. Babbling as if he could do anything by Seowoo’s side seemed quite ridiculous.

With his gaze fixed on Seowoo, he leisurely repeated his movements.

Thud, thud! Each time their hips collided; a slapping sound echoed. Jiwook thrust his hips a bit harder. His gaze remained fixed on her.

As if determined not to miss a single change in her expression.

The tightening sensation of each cl*max was enough to make him lose all sense of reason.

F*ck.

He reached out and grabbed her fair chest. Her sobbing intensified slightly. 

“Haah. Sob.”

Once again, an unbearable climax surged. Seowoo closed her eyes tightly and trembled.

The ceiling shook dizzily.

It was a night when her heart crumbled more than ever before.