5

“Hah, Do-yoon, ah, Do-yoon…”

Ji-an, lying face down on the bed, called his name while breathing heavily. After interlocking fingers with her searching hand, leaving no gap, he left messy marks on her nape.

“Here, here? Should I thrust here? You seemed to like it.”

“Ahh, ahhh…”

As he circled his hips slowly and thrust into her sweet spot, Ji-an jerked violently. Her softened inner walls tightly gripped his c*ck.

Love it, love it so much. 

When Ji-an could only moan, too overwhelmed to call his name, Do-yoon would briefly stop his thrusting, only to roughly thrust his hips again when she called his name once more.

Ji-an, thoroughly trained in such a short time, called for him more frequently than she breathed.

“Ah, good, so good, uh, Do-yoon, Do, ugh!”

She responded honestly to his pulls and thrusts. When she tried to escape the overwhelming thrusts, he would press his lips and suck her tongue, making her sway her hips in pleasure.

“Do you like kissing?”

“Huh, yes, uh, lips, tongue, ah, I like it.”

With their lips locked, he thrust hard, making Ji-an whimper like a child. She was desperate to keep her lips on his, rubbing her chest against him, hugging his head.

Pleased, Do-yoon sucked Ji-an’s tongue and stirred inside her. Each time, her hole, which held him, tightened joyfully.

It’s your first time, yet you bite and hold well. Admirable.

The elastic and tight p*ssy wrapped around his c*ck perfectly, as if it was custom-made for him. He blew a soft breath into Ji-an’s ear and chuckled.

“We seem to be a good match, right?”

“Hua, ah, uh, ungh!”

Do-yoon grabbed Ji-an’s hips and thrust like a bull. Ji-an, pinned under his heavy body, clawed at his back, panting.

Ah, ah, ah! 

Ji-an let out a high-pitched moan and held him tight. Her soft br*asts were crushed and mashed against his firm chest. Having reached climax, Ji-an’s legs trembled and stiffened. Even as her entrance gushed with w*tness, the pounding of his c*ck into her entrance continued intensely. Ji-an, who had reached multiple orgasms, groaned that it was too much.

“Stop? What do you mean stop? Didn’t you say you wanted to f*ck intensely?”

“Huh, ugh, liar.”

“I should have recorded it.”

When he kissed her gently, Ji-an’s resentful eyes softened. He pulled her limp body onto him. Straddling him, Ji-an naturally placed her hands on his chest and looked down at him.

When his wet, thick c*ck slapped against her behind, Ji-an slightly furrowed her brows. Making such an expression with a flushed face was quite erotic. His *rect c*ck throbbed with excitement.

“Why are you making that face? Does it feel good? Are you anticipating it?”

“No, that’s…”

It’s strange. 

Ji-an swallowed her words, unable to speak. While she panted mindlessly, Do-yoon had only come once. Almost to the point of wondering if he had delayed *jaculation.

However, the s*men he had released earlier was still flowing sticky between her thighs. It was amazing how he could hold back while deeply thrusting in and out of her, and it was also amazing how he kept slapping her b*ttocks as if he still wanted to enter while standing *rect.

Above all, the most amazing thing was that this man, who gave off such a dangerous aura, was lying n*ked beneath her. She knew he would mock her if she brought this up, so Ji-an swallowed her words, but Do-yoon seemed to have seriously misunderstood something.

“Ah, is it because I didn’t thrust right away? Is that what you’re disappointed about?”

“No, that’s not it, ah!”

Do-yoon sucked on her n*pples with wet sounds and grabbed her pelvis. Just as she felt his fingers sliding under her slightly raised b*ttocks, something thick immediately invaded her, scratching her entrance.

“Ah, hng!”

It wasn’t easy even though she was sufficiently wet from being penetrated several times. Ji-an hugged the man’s head as he sucked her br*asts, trembling. The c*ck that slowly entered while scratching her wrinkled inner walls made its way in relentlessly, knowing no satisfaction.

“Move your hips a bit. Let your br*asts bounce prettily too.”

“Ah, hnng, nng.”

While it was hard enough just to endure on top of the man who was thrusting his hips up forcefully with wet sounds, Do-yoon kept demanding endlessly while licking his lips. Though it was her first time doing this today, this man, whether he knew it or not, was asking for too much.

Ji-an, who had been making a pouting face, awkwardly moved her hips following the man’s thrusting rhythm. When he thrust up, she raised her b*ttocks, and when he went down, she lowered them.

Do-yoon kept his mouth shut and only his eyebrows twitched silently as he pulled back his waist and thrust up when Ji-an lowered hers.  

“Huh, huh!”

Lightning flashed before her eyes. She wondered where there was more room to enter, yet what had been filling her insides now pushed deep into her belly.

Only then did Do-yoon, having thrust in to the root, smile as if satisfied. He gripped Ji-an’s trembling b*ttocks tightly and slowly moved back and forth, making a grinding noise.  

“Ah, huh, it’s too, too deep.”  

“It has to be like this to feel it, huh, don’t you think?”  

The softly moving d*ck soon increased its speed and thrust rapidly inside. The swollen thing seemed like it would consume everything inside. It was deep, hot, painful, and at the same time so pleasurable that Ji-an felt like her head would explode.  

It’s strange, too strange…  

“Ah, huu, ahhh…”  

How many times was it? Another climax, which she had reached countless times, swept over her body. Ji-an stretched her curled toes as much as she could. From the tips of her toes, a dizzying shiver climbed up her spine to her scalp.  

Ji-an just clung to the man’s neck and swayed as he moved, moaning in a hoarse voice.  

She caught a glimpse of the bluish light spreading beyond the window. The color of the night sky shining dark blue. The dizzying color of midnight when the clock strikes twelve and the magic ends.  

“Ah, feels good… Yes, good girl.”

Panting with ecstatic breath into her ear, the man who was caressing her tightly hugged her waist. It was a force strong enough to break her ribs. The whispering voice lingered in her ear.  

Good girl, pretty. Ji-an… 

That was the last thing she remembered.

The next day, Ji-an, holding her throbbing head, woke up and was startled to see her n*ked body.  

“Oh, damn, oh, my head.”

A sharp pain rang through her skull, piercing her mind like a bell. She screamed but quickly shut her mouth due to the pain drilling like an awl.  

Ji-an groaned for a long time with a terrible headache before finally lifting her head to look around.  

The bed was empty. Only her clothes were scattered messily here and there.  

Would it have been better if she remembered nothing at all? Maybe she’d feel more at ease if she had completely forgotten.  

However, the embarrassing memories of the previous night remained vividly. The sensation of the d*ck pounding below, the hands that kneaded her chest, and all those ridiculous words she had uttered.  

Ugh. Ji-an clutched her throbbing head and struggled to stand up. Then, something sticky flowed between her thighs. 

Damn, damn it. 

A curse slipped out.  

Limping due to the sore lower body and aching waist, Ji-an soon found a white paper placed on the small dressing table. More certain evidence than any messy trace.  

The paper was her business card. The man had taken it out of her wallet and written something in red. The color and the smudged texture made it clear it was written with her lipstick.  

“Contact me, Noona.”  

Noona.  

Ji-an lamented deeply while holding the business card. 

This, this, insolent guy. 

After checking the front and back of the card, Ji-an confirmed that no number was written and sighed.  

She couldn’t tell if she felt relieved or dissatisfied. Hmm. Tapping her lips with the card, Ji-an suddenly had a thought that made her open her mouth.  

No. Wait. Could it be?  

She immediately turned on her phone to check her contacts. And not long after scrolling, she found a name she didn’t recognize.  

“Han Do-yoon.”  

Ah.

He really is an insolent guy. 

Ji-an screamed silently in pain that felt like her skull was about to crack.