Part 9 

Once inside the elevator, Jiwook pressed the b*tton for her floor and turned to look at her. The closeness of his face made her swallow nervously.

“…”

Seowoo quickly turned her head away. She didn’t need to see him to feel his intense gaze.

“Do you have any pain-relieving patches at home?”

“…”

“If not, a cold compress will do. I just need some ice.”

Ding.

As soon as the short, one-sided conversation ended, the elevator dinged. Jiwook got off the elevator and walked briskly to her door.

He had a pretext to take her home, so his face showed no hesitation.

Ha.

Seowoo’s face turned into despair.

Eventually, Jiwook succeeded in carrying her into the living room.

“Now let me down.”

Even at her request to be put down, Jiwook only continued to gaze at her.

“Can I stay the night?”

“…No.”

“Then I’ll keep holding you.”

“Do you really think you can force this?”

“If it’s not going to work anyway, I might as well try to force it.”

He was shamelessly persistent. Staring into his resolute eyes, Seowoo realized Jiwook would remain like this until she agreed. No, he seemed determined to stay the night even without her permission.

When Seowoo stared at him unresponsive, Jiwook leaned in and kissed her deeply.

“……!”

It was only for a moment, but the sensation of their bodies touching froze Seowoo in place, and she could feel his suppressed desire, making her tense up pathetically.

Still staring at her, Jiwook slowly began to speak.

“I don’t know if this is what love feels like, but…….”

Seowoo’s face stiffened at the sudden confession.

What did I just hear? 

Seowoo looked him in the eye in confusion, his pupils holding a myriad of emotions.

She couldn’t tear her gaze away from him, mesmerized. Her hand gripped his suit lapel a little tighter.

“It seems right, seeing as I’ve been in this state just thinking about you for the past ten years.”

“…”

“I love you.”

Seowoo’s lips hardened.

She had heard countless confessions like this while acting. And it was a confession she had long wanted to hear from Jiwook. But now that she was hearing it directly, her mind went completely blank.

“I love you, Yoon Seowoo.”

He repeated, emphasizing his words.

Her heart was pounding painfully.

Thump-thump

It was as if she could hear the sound of her heart. When she stood there, speechless, Jiwook tilted his head. Seowoo looked down, panicking.

He leaned in close, almost touching, and whispered, a faint smile on his face.

Seowoo’s face flushed red upon hearing those words.

***

That confession was the beginning.

In the end, driven by that languid and sweet confession, she found herself surrendering her bedroom.

Jiwook did not ask further and naturally headed towards her bed.

And then…

“Ah!”

The front of the dress he had given her today was already disheveled. The stockings and underwear were haphazardly draped over her thighs.

“Stop, stop.”

Seowoo shook her head and clutched the sheets. Her eyes flashed white from the intense stimulation that took her breath away.

With his impeccable appearance, still in his suit, as he buried his face between her legs, it was too much.

His tongue licked her with a deliberate sweep that sent chills down her spine.

Despite their frequent physical intimacies, she had never experienced such stimulation; the hot and tender tip of his tongue licking her g*nitals made her instinctively close her eyes tightly. 

Teasing the swollen cl*toris, fiddling with the wet opening. His tongue was tender, careful enough to be felt.

“Mmm.”

Pleasure surged from the tips of her toes, making Seowoo’s body tremble uncontrollably.

She tried to resist the overwhelming sensations, but Jiwook immediately followed suit. What started out as a kiss ended up being a caress, like this…….

His saliva was all over her open chest. The red marks were evident.

Just looking at her body, one could tell where his lips had been. From the neck to the chest, abdomen, and pelvis, there was not a single place left untouched. His careful caresses made emotions surge uncontrollably.

“Jiwook… Ah…”

She eventually reached the cl*max again.

They hadn’t even properly started, yet she couldn’t count how many times she had already reached a cl*max. Her lower parts were messily wet due to the org*sms. But Jiwook licked it all up, tidying everything.

Perhaps it was the anticipation of being filled soon after, she could clearly feel her v*gina twitch and release fl*ids. She had spread her legs countless times in front of him, and disheveled before him countless times, but today felt strangely different. Her slender legs trembled on either side of him.

After cleaning up below, he slowly lifted his head. Jiwook’s lips were wet with the fl*ids she had released.

Unable to look directly, Seowoo turned her head away and squeezed her eyes shut.

“I’m going crazy.”

His voice, heavy and murky, echoed in the bedroom. As his hot breath moved away, the cool air hit her dampness. To soothe the sudden emptiness, Seowoo clenched her thighs and bit her lip hard.

“Ah.”

She could hear from the suppressed sound of his breath that Jiwook was extremely ar*used.

Even with her eyes closed, Seowoo felt his gaze and she began to fiddle with the front of her open dress.

“You’re beautiful, why are you covering up?”

Jiwook did not take his eyes off Seowoo’s body, filled with marks he left behind. 

Her pale skin was marked with red bruises, almost like a painting. The way her peak stiffened at the mere glance of his gaze.

The sight of her obsc*ne appearance was almost too much to bear and made it difficult to withstand how much his body reacted. A sadistic desire to torment her was boiling inside him.

“…!”

Suddenly, Seowoo was startled by the unfamiliar sensation on her wrist and opened her eyes as Jiwook curled his lips. He grabbed both of her hands and wrapped something around her wrists.

Soon, both her wrists were bound tightly with a tie. No matter how much she twisted her wrists, she couldn’t move.

“What are you doing?”

“You keep covering up.”

“No… untie me. Hurry! Ah!”

He leisurely pulled her dress apart and massaged her br*asts. Seowoo’s face turned red at the shameful scene unfolding before her.

When she realized she couldn’t move, her excitement increased even more than before.

I must be going crazy.

In her confusion, he spread her knees wide.

Jiwook positioned himself between her legs and undid his cufflinks.

“Jiwook, wait, just a moment.”

Seowoo called out to him urgently. Jiwook looked down at her and spoke.

“You look really beautiful today.”

His eyes were full of sincerity and lust. Just facing each other was too embarrassing, so Seowoo quickly turned her head again. She thought it better not to see him. Feeling his intense gaze, she began to feel moist below. Seowoo felt embarrassed and tried to close her legs together.

“Spread your legs wide. Before I tie them too.”

“…”

Seowoo looked at him in terror. Just then, his deep scent penetrated deep into her lungs because he leaned down close to her.

“Ah…”

As he kissed her collarbone, his hot breath spread across her. Unable to endure the erotic sensation, Seowoo twisted her body.

It felt like a fire had been set, and his body was boiling.

Their bodies pressed together, his stroking hands, and his lips, burning hot.

Her body was no different. She was ar*used by just this little skin contact. Her chest heaved with tension.

“I want to torment you a little more.”

Jiwook caressed her pelvis, lifting one of her legs around his arm. The open gap between her legs was touched by cold air, making her heart pound.

She felt a wrench in her waist, already anticipating the pl*asure he would bring soon. Part of her couldn’t wait to be filled with his thick c*ck.

Seeming to sense her feelings, the large hand caressing her pelvis suddenly entered her.

“Ah!!”

He thrust into her slick entrance in one swift move. The tight fullness made Seowoo’s jaw drop.

“F*ck…….”

Overwhelmed by the heat, he cursed softly. He couldn’t gather his senses. Just the penetration made the back of his head tingle with pl*asure. The sensation was intense. His p*nis pressed tightly against her v*ginal walls, swiftly bringing him to climax. Jiwook grimaced as if in agony and exhaled deeply.

“I can’t hold back.”

“Ah, ah…! Wait, ah!”

He rocked his hips, closely pressed against her. The slow, deliberate movements took her breath away.

As he was not even fully undressed, the rustling sound when Jiwook moved reverberated in her ears, making it feel even more lewd.

“Ugh.”

“Seowoo.”

He murmured as he pressed his lips against her skin. Every time he sucked on her soft skin, a mark was left behind.

As if branding her, the desire to stain her whole body as his own swelled up.