24.1

A night in June.

The scent of peonies pushed through the open window, entwining around the n*ked bodies of the man and woman rolling together as one.

“Ah, ah…”

Chaeyoon, lying on her stomach on the bed, let out a high-pitched squeal as Seonho’s c*ck slipped in and out between her hipbones.

“Haa, Chaeyoon, Chaeyoon.”

Seonho called out Chaeyoon’s name with slurred speech, his voice thick with longing.

Apparently unsatisfied with their bodies being joined as one, one of his hands grasped her heaving chest, while the other painfully squeezed her voluptuous b*ttocks.

“Haa, just a little, mmm, just a little, slow down…….”

Chaeyoon groaned a sound she wouldn’t normally make.

It wasn’t because it hurt. It was because she hadn’t been held by him in a long time, and the overwhelming pl*asure was too much for her to handle. Her vision blurred and flickered, and a sob escaped her.

“No, no. I can’t.”

Seonho’s furious humping didn’t stop. He gripped Chaeyoon’s pelvis tightly with both hands, pushing himself deeper into her.

Puck, puck.

Flesh collided, and the squelching erotic sounds were provocative.

“Uh, uh, ah.”

A full-blown sob escaped her. Chaeyoon clenched the sheets and twisted her body, desperately squeezing the part of him that entered her.

Seonho also moaned like a beast at the height of pl*asure. The overwhelming sensation continued to build into a long cl*max, and they both shivered, basking in ecstasy for a while.

“It’s tiring.”

Chaeyoon collapsed onto her stomach, her entire body drained of energy in the aftermath of her cl*max.

“What, you’re exhausted already?”

Seonho said teasingly.

“I’m still jet-lagged.”

Chaeyoon had landed in Korea just yesterday. After spending just one day with her family, Seonho had taken her to his Yangpyeong villa almost like a kidnapping after his work.

“Jet lag? Are you sure you’re taking care of your fitness? I didn’t have that problem when I went to London.”

“Ouch. What are you doing?”

Chaeyoon looked back at Seonho, who was nuzzling her *ss as she lay on her stomach.

“I skipped the f*replay earlier because it was urgent. Now that the urgent fire is out, it’s time to start.”

Saying this, he carefully licked Chaeyoon’s as$, sucking it into his mouth and nibbling on it.

As sleep began to overtake her drowsy body, a tingling sensation woke her like a stimulant. Pleasure slowly began to take over Chaeyoon’s body.

“Can we sleep and do this tomorrow?”

Chaeyoon said, trying to slip away.

“You didn’t miss me? Do you know how long it’s been since we’ve seen each other? A month and a half.”

He slapped Chaeyoon’s b*tt and said accusingly. Even jokingly answering “Yes” would have been too dangerous.

“I missed you, but you’re a grown man, you should be able to handle it.”

Chaeyoon said sternly.

“That’s why I put up with it.”

He kissed his way up Chaeyoon’s spine, trailing small kisses along the way.

Hah, that felt good.

As his lips moved up, the range of tingles expanded. The intense pl*asure from before was replaced by a gentle, warm sensation enveloping her body.

“Having waited already, can’t you hold on for half a day, no, just a few more hours?”

“That’s because you can’t see how you look right now. Do you have any idea how s*xy you look?”

Inside the villa bathed in moonlight, her n*ked body, glowing softly in the moonlight, was both dreamily ethereal and dangerously decadent.

“How can I possibly sleep deeply in this state, huh?”

He gently kneaded Chaeyoon’s br*asts with both hands.

“Hmm.”

Chaeyoon let out an involuntary moan at the gentle pressure of pl*asure.

His lips tenderly touched her shoulder and neck, nibbling softly, making her body shiver.

“Your body is more honest than you are. It’s so insanely lovely.”

He chuckled at Chaeyoon’s response.

Chaeyoon turned to face Seonho. The s*xy red jewel at his earlobe glimmered softly. She reached out and lightly touched the piercing with her finger.

“You are lovely too.”

“Maddeningly so?”

A smile tugged at the corners of Seonho’s mouth.

“Not quite there yet.”

Chaeyoon sent a provocative look.

Sleep had long fled. Her solid stamina easily pushed aside jet lag.

“I guess I need to try harder.”

Seonho softly captured Chaeyoon’s lips and kissed her for a long time. Their lips rubbed against each other, nibbling with lips and teeth, as he deeply intertwined his tongue with hers, sucking strongly.

His lips were so sweet that Chaeyoon’s eyes closed involuntarily. With closed eyes, she enjoyed how he explored her lips, stroking his shoulders with her palm and scratching his n*pple with her fingers.

“What am I supposed to do if you provoke me more while I’m trying harder?”

Seonho muttered as he pulled away from her lips.

“What can I do? It seems I have better skills at bewitching you than you do.”

Chaeyoon giggled, pinching his flat n*pple lightly, eliciting a moan from Seonho.

“How much more must I be enchanted before you’re satisfied?”

“Enough to only see me for the rest of your life, considering your family history.”

Chaeyoon pressed her thumb hard against his lips.

“I’m already your slave; how could that be?”

He stuck out his tongue and pulled Chaeyoon’s thumb into his mouth, sucking it with smacking sounds. The hot touch of his tongue on her thumb sent a wave of heat through Chaeyoon’s body.

“Suck on my br*asts too.”

Chaeyoon demanded, thrusting her br*asts forward.

“Did you miss this?”

Before taking her pretty cherry-like n*pple into his mouth, Seonho asked in a sweet voice.

“A little.”

He rolled his tongue around her n*pple and then sucked hard, just like he had sucked her thumb. With one hand, he gently rubbed the other br*ast, kneading it.

“Hmm.”

Chaeyoon arched her back and hips, slightly crossing her legs. A lust, as greedy as the fl*id dripping down, was growing within her.

He shifted his lips to her other br*ast while gripping her *ss firmly. The moans emerging from Chaeyoon grew deeper. She swam through pleasure, clutching his hair as he explored her br*ast.

It was maddening.

Despite her initial resistance, Chaeyoon realized she had been tamed by Seonho’s relentless drive toward pleasure. As he released the br*ast he was sucking and started to caress around her belly b*tton and lower abdomen, she ached to take him in.

Just a little more, just a bit more.

A battle raged within her, a yearning for him to pierce her body and a desire for the gentle yet intense caresses to continue.

Chaeyoon’s legs spread wide on either side of him and draped over his shoulders. She opened her eyes and met Seonho’s gaze, filled with decadent desire.

Seonho sent a blazing look that could burn her to ashes and slowly planted kisses from her ankles up her calves, knees, and thighs.

He decorated her tender thigh flesh with red petals of kisses, lavishing more attentive caresses as his face neared her inner thighs. Each time, Chaeyoon’s hips slightly lifted in anticipation.

Lap, lap.

As he licked the well of fl*id that had gathered with his tongue, Chaeyoon closed her eyes and emitted an exhilarated moan. The caresses he’d intended to tease her with had become a technique to keep her immobilized.

He found her favorite spot and played his tongue delicately and persistently over them. His tongue tamed her, and she twitched in anticipation. 

I probably wouldn’t last long.

“Ah, hmm.”

Chaeyoon grabbed his head tightly, pulling his deeply buried tongue forcefully into the well. As his tongue flickered skillfully, she gasped for breath.

After slipping his fingers beneath his tongue, he began to lap her up and down. Her waist and hips bucked in rhythm with his ravaging pace.

“Ah!”

Chaeyoon’s entire body stiffened, from her hips down and arched like a bow. Breathless, she cl*maxed again, the fl*ids gushing forth.

Seonho greedily lapped up the flowing juices once more.

“Are you not going to reward me?”

He finally looked up, licking the fl*id off his reddened lips with his tongue, making them appear even more lascivious.

“Of course, I have to.”

Chaeyoon pushed him back onto the bed. This was just f*replay. Though it was pleasant enough to bring her to cl*max, it was nothing compared to his hard c*ck. Chaeyoon, with a greedy look, gazed at him and impaled herself onto his rigid c*ck in one swift motion.

“Hmm.”

Chaeyoon moaned in satisfaction as the c*ck filled her v*ginal walls.  She rocked back and forth, feeling his heavy presence inside her.

“No, not this.”

Even as Seonho enjoyed the sensation, he shook his head from side to side.

“If not this, then what?”

Chaeyoon provocatively rolled her hips in a slow circle. The movement created friction between their flesh, rapidly spreading pleasure.

“Do you feel like you’re going mad because of me too?”

Seonho spoke insistently, his voice breaking with a moan. But instead of answering, Chaeyoon accelerated her movements, riding him rapidly up and down.

“Uh!”

A restrained moan overflowed from Seonho’s lips.

Each sway of Chaeyoon’s body, her br*asts undulating seductively and her sensual motions, quickly heightened Seonho’s pleasure. It was a familiar sensation, the accustomed movements and pleasure of their bodies.

But now, that wasn’t enough. Seonho’s greed demanded more.

“I feel the same. I think I’m going mad because of you.”

Chaeyoon leaned down and whispered huskily in Seonho’s ear.

Reacting, Seonho grasped her *ss tightly and thrust his hips, lifting and lowering her body. The sudden intense friction made Chaeyoon cry out like a scream.

As her flesh rapidly contracted and relaxed, Seonho also let out a muffled moan, overwhelmed by the pleasure sweeping over him. A sense of liberation and satisfaction filled them at the cl*max.

Seonho sat up and pulled Chaeyoon into a tight embrace.

“I love you, Chaeyoon.”

Seonho said softly, brushing back Chaeyoon’s sweaty hair that clung to her cheeks.

His words, his voice were so sweet, they seemed to melt on her tongue like chocolate. His declarations of love felt distinctly different from those of her parents or Joo-eun.

It was curiously wonderful. 

Seonho’s lips captured Chaeyoon’s lips again. They breathed in and out of each other, sinking deeper into a state of satisfaction.

“You look even prettier after s*x. You make me want you even more.”

He pressed kisses like stamps on her forehead, eyelids, and cheeks.

“It’s strange. They say men lose interest in a woman quickly after s*x.”

“That’s because that man isn’t me, and that woman isn’t you.”

Seonho chuckled softly, kissing her neck and shoulders. Each gesture was so deliberate that it conveyed his affection.

“You know how to say pretty things now. My, you’ve changed a lot, Seonho.”

“Have I? Now, I’m too good to give away, right? After all the effort you’ve put into developing my character.”

Seonho grinned, laying Chaeyoon back on the bed.

“And you think I couldn’t groom another man like I did with you?”

Chaeyoon teased him playfully as she watched him clean their bodies with a wet towel.

“It’s different. Very different. There’s a huge difference right from the basic specs.”

She laughed out loud at his comment.

Seonho was caring. He loved her so much he would do anything for her. Yet, he never lost his self-respect, living confidently on his own merits. That was Seonho, and that was how Seonho should be. What once seemed annoying now passed as tolerable, even his narcissism was endearing.

Chaeyoon wrapped her arms around Seonho’s waist, cuddled in his embrace. The scent of peonies wafted from his body.

“It’s nice. To be able to fall asleep in your arms.”

“With you saying that, I have no choice but to let you sleep.”

Seonho laughed, embracing her back.

“Sleep well.”

“See you tomorrow.”

Seonho kissed her forehead.