Chapter 42

“It’s a bit shabby…”  

Despite her bold invitation to have ramen, Jin Seol-rin felt a wave of embarrassment as she led Ma Tae-oh to her 10-pyeong (approximately 33 square meters) rooftop apartment. Knowing the kind of environment he lived in only made her hesitate further.  

She couldn’t help but worry. 

Would he feel uncomfortable stepping into my old, cramped rooftop apartment after living in a spacious home with a sweeping view of the Han River?  

As she fidgeted with the doorknob, Seol-rin turned to Tae-oh with a slightly flushed face.  

“Professor, it’s really, really shabby.”  

“I don’t mind.”  

Standing in front of her rooftop apartment in an expensive designer suit, Tae-oh looked completely out of place.  

“W-wait just a moment! Just wait here!”  

After hurriedly shouting, Seol-rin darted inside to check the state of her apartment. As expected, it was a mess, with clothes scattered across the floor, evidence of her rushed morning routine.  

She hastily tidied up whatever was in sight before opening the door again.  

“P-please come in. It’s shabby, though.”  

When she repeated how shabby it was, Tae-oh simply gazed at her. His sharp eyes scanned her face with precision.  

“Jin Seol-rin.”  

“Yes…?”  

“I said it’s fine. Why are you always so worried about everything?”  

“It’s not that…”  

“It really is fine.”  

Surprisingly, with just those words, Seol-rin felt like everything was okay. Tae-oh had that kind of power—a power that made her believe everything he said. If he claimed the moon was square, she might actually believe him.  

Seol-rin broke into a bashful smile.  

“Welcome to my home, Professor.”  

“Thank you for inviting me.”  

“This is a first for me, Professor.”  

“…?”  

“A man coming to my house. Now that I think about it… everything with you has been a first.”  

Even as she spoke, she lowered her head slightly, embarrassed, fiddling with her fingertips. Tae-oh’s large hands gently cupped her cheeks, and the warmth of his touch made her entire body feel like it was melting.  

“Those words.”  

“Yes?”  

“You don’t realize how maddening those words are, do you?”  

“Uh, um…”  

His face was suddenly right in front of hers. The unexpected kiss in the car earlier, and now this—Tae-oh seemed to be burning with impatience today. Still unaccustomed to his assertive side, Seol-rin awkwardly laughed and turned her head away.  

“Haha. S-should we start with ramen…?”  

“No.”  

“T-then…?”  

“I told you, I want something else.”  

“I don’t have anything else besides ramen… Should I go out and buy something?”  

Though she knew it was a clueless response, she pretended not to understand. Perhaps it was because she wasn’t mentally prepared yet. Her mind kept going blank, and she couldn’t control her expressions.  

“Pfft.”  

Tae-oh let out a soft laugh. Not understanding the meaning behind it, Seol-rin looked up at him blankly.  

“W-why are you laughing?”  

“You’re just cute…”  

Her face turned bright red at his words, and it felt like a massive dynamite had exploded in her chest. As if he had decided to completely fluster her, Tae-oh wrapped his large hands around her waist and buried his head into her shoulder.  

“Eep.”  

The warm breath on her neck made Seol-rin flinch. She felt as though her legs might give out beneath her. The atmosphere around them grew increasingly heated, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.  

“P-professor…”  

“You smell nice…”  

“Well, I’ve somehow reached this age without any experience… And my figure isn’t that great… I’m too skinny and plain, so you might be disappointed…”  

Seol-rin rambled on, not even fully aware of what she was saying. The sensual atmosphere seemed on the verge of dissipating, but Tae-oh’s long, slender fingers toyed with the edge of her blouse. One by one, he began undoing the buttons.  

“Um, Professor…”  

“How long are you going to keep calling me ‘Professor’?”  

“Then…”  

“Call me by my name.”  

As he gazed at her with half-lidded eyes, Seol-rin felt like her breath was being stolen away. His expression, as if urging her to say his name, was maddeningly seductive.  

“…Tae-oh…”  

Seol-rin hesitantly called his name. The way her body kept trembling only made her appear more enticing to Tae-oh. Feeling the growing weight below, he left a mark on her neck.  

“Aah!”  

Without warning, a gasp escaped Seol-rin’s lips. The sound of their racing hearts—whose it was, they couldn’t tell—only heightened the tension between them.  

Flustered, Seol-rin squirmed, but Tae-oh seemed to enjoy it. Before she knew it, she was completely bare, her fruit-like br*asts exposed as she shyly tried to cover herself.  

“You’re adorable.”  

“Don’t look… It’s too embarrassing.”  

“How can I not look when you’re this cute?”  

“Ahh!”  

Tae-oh immediately took her er*ect n*pple into his mouth. His pointed tongue teased the sensitive bud, as if playing with it, while he gripped her br*asts with both hands and suckled as though drinking milk.  

“Ahh, Professor!”  

Her moans, tinged with pleasure, escaped her lips. The lewd sound of her voice was so stimulating that Tae-oh’s arousal became even more evident. Seol-rin, too, felt a growing heat in her lower abdomen.  

Tae-oh loosened his tie and removed his shirt. His broad shoulders and sculpted chest muscles were so perfectly chiseled that she couldn’t help but want to touch them. Before she could act on her thoughts, his large hand slipped between her legs. Parting the dark hair, he found her already wet.  

“You’re soaked.”  

“Ah… This is just…”  

“Just what?”  

He chuckled softly, as if finding her endearing. Before she could answer, he coated his fingers in her juices and began gently rubbing her cl*toris. The sensation was like a lightning strike in her head. She had never felt anything like this before. Not satisfied with just his fingers, Tae-oh used the full surface of his hand to push her to the edge.  

“Ah, no! Stop…!”  

“It’s okay. It’ll feel good.”  

“Hah… I feel so strange… Ahhh!”  

Tae-oh, as if determined, leaned down between her legs. When his lips touched her sensitive spot, Seol-rin shrieked in surprise.  

“P-Professor, that’s dirty! Ahh!”  

“It’s not dirty at all. It’s just sexy.”  

“Ahhh!”  

Tae-oh slowly rolled her cl*t like a piece of candy before sucking on it with force. The more Seol-rin writhed in pleasure, the more boldly he explored her. Soon, his tongue ventured into her tight, wet entrance.  

“Ahhh!”  

Hot nectar spilled out from within her in thick streams. Jin Seol-rin, experiencing her first climax, breathed heavily with a half-dazed expression. Her entire body, flushed with blood flow, looked maddeningly seductive.  

“Seol-rin.”  

“Haa… Yes, Professor…”  

“I can’t hold back anymore.”  

Without a word, Seol-rin nodded. She already knew all too well what he meant by not being able to hold back. Being her first time, she felt a twinge of fear, but because it was Professor Ma Tae-oh—because it was him and no one else—everything felt like it would be okay.  

He pulled out a condom he had prepared in advance and slowly unbuckled his pants. Then, he discarded his briefs. His already er*ect member stood proudly, reaching up toward his navel. Veins bulging along its length made it look like it was about to burst. He quickly slipped the condom on and pressed the blunt tip of his gl*ns against her entrance.  

“I’m going to put it in.”  

“Ah…!”  

“Does it hurt?”  

Seol-rin nodded frantically with a pained expression. It was her first time, so of course, it hurt. On top of that, Tae-oh was too big. It felt like only half of it had gone in, but the tight opening seemed like it might tear apart.  

“I’m sorry. Just bear with it for a little while.”  

“Ah, Professor, it hurts so much… Hic!”  

“It’ll feel better soon.”  

As if to calm her, Tae-oh gently nibbled on her earlobe without causing pain. The warm breath streaming into her ear made Seol-rin’s body go limp again. Slowly, as he pushed further inside her, his p*nis stretched her tight walls little by little.  

Creak, creak—the bed began to sway gently in rhythm with their movements. Heated breaths, sticky panting, and the sound of flesh meeting flesh filled the room.  

“Ahh! Tae-oh, Professor… Haa, haa!”  

“Yes, Seol-rin…”  

The muscles in Tae-oh’s firm, athletic b*ttocks tensed. Pressing down on Seol-rin’s slender body, he thrust his member into her repeatedly, continuing his movements. At first, Seol-rin cried out like a kitten in pain, but gradually, she began to move her hips in sync with his rhythm.  

Thud, thud—gripping her hips tightly, he drove his length even deeper into her. It was as if the two of them had been one from the very beginning, holding each other as closely as possible.  

“Haa… I love you. I love you, Seol-rin…”  

He confessed, and—  

“So do I… I love you.”  

Seol-rin responded. That night, the two of them explored each other endlessly, sharing their true feelings.