Chapter 24

“Mmm… Ah, mmph.”

Wooseok boldly pushed up her underwear with the back of his hand and cupped her firm chest, kneading it gently. When Eunjae moaned, he wrapped his other arm tightly around her waist, buying himself more time. It was the most considerate thing he could do.

But soon, as if unable to stop, Wooseok lifted her up and sat her on the desk from the chair. Surprised by the sudden move, Eunjae looked up at Wooseok with wide eyes. His gaze seemed to say, “It’s your fault. Everything I do from now on is because of you.” It felt like a warning, and Eunjae squeezed her eyes shut.

“Raise your arms.”

Wooseok said in a low voice. Eyes still closed, Eunjae lifted her arms. Her t-shirt and underwear were removed together. Then, her pants and panties were pushed down. Wooseok pulled a condom from his back pocket, tore it open with his teeth, and put it on his member. Without even taking off his drawers, Wooseok brought himself to Eunjae’s entrance.

“Ah.”

“Haa…”

Without any warm-up, he pressed inside her. Both of them let out m*ans at the sensation that woke every nerve in their bodies. Wooseok, half embracing Eunjae whose head was thrown back and thighs shaking, began to thr*st deeper. He was standing, and Eunjae was sitting on the desk as if lying down, so the feeling was different from doing it on a bed.

“Huff… It’s… hard… mmph.”

Unable to bear the pressure, Eunjae tried to push Wooseok’s chest away, but he only pressed in deeper. The tension winding through her whole body frightened her. Sensing this, Wooseok pulled her up and hugged her tight. When they hugged with their lower bodies joined, he touched a deep spot inside. She tried to squirm away, but that only excited Wooseok more. He lifted one of her thighs and sped up.

“Ahh… Wait… ahh.”

A strange sensation blooming from a certain spot overwhelmed her bare body. It was painful to hold something so big inside, but the feeling within wasn’t unpleasant. She felt dazed, as tingling warmth spread from her lower belly throughout her body. Was this pleasure? At that moment, Eunjae shivered as if surrendering to the deep thrusting. It was a cl*max she hadn’t expected.

“Haa… Did you like that spot?”

Wooseok teased, and Eunjae hit his back with weak slaps. Embarrassment and shame drained her strength, making her hand feel limp. Not even a child would hit so feebly.

“I fed you, so why are you so weak?”

“Was that… why you fed me?”

Eunjae, leaning her head on his neck, complained weakly. Wooseok laughed and suddenly lifted her up. Startled, she grabbed his neck tighter. With him still inside, every movement made her tighten around him even more.

“What’s wrong? Where are you taking me? Let go.”

“Why do your words and actions not match?”

Wooseok calmly walked out of the study, asking,

“What?”

“You say let go, but you hold me tighter—what do you think that does to me?”

His whisper at her ear made Eunjae’s lower body twitch again. It felt like her mind and body were separate. She asked him to let go, but her body clung to him even harder, leaving her speechless at her own slyness.

“Yeah. Maybe I’m an animal too.”

“What?”

Wooseok laughed at her answer.

“It’s tough, but… it feels good. So… I feel like I’m going crazy.”

At Eunjae’s honest confession, Wooseok hardened even more inside her. Eunjae, who thought he was already at his limit, hugged his back tightly in fear. Before she knew it, Wooseok had carried her to the bedroom and spread her legs wide as he laid her down. Unable to handle her limp body, Eunjae tried to close her eyes, but Wooseok began to move his hips again.

“Huff… It’s… hard… mmph.”

“This is just the beginning.”

Wooseok looked down at her with unwavering determination. That unnerved Eunjae, giving her chills. Whatever the case, she was already knocked out. If Wooseok wanted her lips, she gave him her tongue; if he changed positions and hugged her from behind, she just let him hold her waist. Where did this animalistic passion end? It was a night to test that.

When she opened her eyes, Wooseok was in front of her. Eunjae couldn’t help but smile. So this is what it’s like to lie side by side in bed. The first night was a blur, but this was their first proper night together after confessing, and it felt both moving and new.

Eunjae traced Wooseok’s eyebrows with her finger as he lay with his eyes closed. Surely eight-tenths of his good looks were thanks to those brows. No, his nose was smooth and handsome, and his bridge was high. His lips were full and s*xy too. Or maybe it was just a well-balanced face overall. Eunjae quietly pondered this to herself.

Then she remembered the [LOVE] folder she’d secretly looked at last night. It was filled with photos of her, sorted by year. Laughing, crying, even glaring while crying—ordinary moments captured as the most precious scenes in the world.

What did he think looking at those files? Their friendship and love. In that long tug-of-war, some days he won, some days he lost. Or maybe, collecting those memories, he got closer to love than friendship every day.

She couldn’t know exactly what made him keep those photos in one folder, but it was clear that he never wanted to miss a moment with her.

The first time they met. Her at twenty. Her at thirty.

Grateful for a man who wasn’t satisfied with just seeing her, Eunjae stroked Wooseok’s face even more tenderly. Then she noticed the corners of his mouth lift.

“Are you awake?”

“No.”

“What do you mean, no?”

When Eunjae moved her hand away, Wooseok grabbed it.

“Finish what you started.”

His words made Eunjae’s neck flush hot. She felt as if she’d been caught doing something embarrassing. No matter how close they were, she’d never touched his face before. It was her own line she’d kept as a friend. Crossing it now made everything feel new and a little awkward.

“What…”

“If you got down to my lips, I was going to pounce.”

“Pounce on what!”

Eunjae shook off Wooseok’s hand and got up. Her lower body was sore, even on the second day. Still, it wasn’t as bad as the first night. Relieved, she picked up her clothes from the floor, but a long hand grabbed her from behind and pulled her back onto the bed.

“Why are you getting dressed so soon?”

Pinned down in a submissive pose, Eunjae let out a hollow laugh.

“What if I don’t? Am I staying over?”

“Yeah. Stay the night.”

Wooseok replied without a care.

“What am I supposed to do with this shameless man?”

“Everyone dates like this.”

He hugged her tightly and tickled her playfully. Knowing Eunjae was ticklish, he teased her even more. As they wrestled, the mood shifted again. Wooseok hugged her from behind and cupped her chest.

“By the way, about that thing.”

Eunjae suddenly glanced at the table and brought up something random.

“That thing?”

Wooseok kept teasing, answering as Eunjae turned to look at him. Her eyes were suddenly serious, making Wooseok tense for a moment. What was she about to say?

“What thing?”

“…The condoms.”

The condoms? Wondering what was up, Wooseok looked into Eunjae’s eyes and understood. He wondered why she hadn’t asked before. He’d brushed it off at the time, but now he felt a little hurt.

“You want to know why I had it at home?”

“Yeah.”

“Hyung gave it to me.”

“Hyung?”

“I mean the President. Your ex-brother-in-law. After his divorce, he came by drunk and tossed it to me, saying he had no use for it anymore. I almost replied, ‘Do I have any use for it?’ but I kept it. Just in case… Because…… it wasn’t something that could never happen.”

Wooseok hugged Eunjae tightly again. Now his hand slid down from her chest to her waist. Every touch sparked a twinge in her lower belly. She knew what that signal meant now. But she couldn’t go any further; she had to think about work tomorrow.

“Let’s stop, okay? I’m warning you.”

“You have no idea… how long I’ve held back.”

As his confession grew bolder, Eunjae felt embarrassed again. She grabbed Wooseok’s hand under the blanket and bit it.

“Ow! Hey!”

“What?”

Finally freed, Eunjae sprang off the bed and started gathering her underwear. Wanting to keep some distance, she moved far away and began dressing.

“Why’d you bite me? Are you a dog?”

Sitting n*ked on the bed, Wooseok asked incredulously.

“Yeah. I’m a dog. Woof woof!”

Eunjae even drooped her hands to mimic a dog. Who could ever win against a woman like this? Wooseok wanted to grab her and pull her down right away, but he knew if he went any further, Shin Eunjae wouldn’t look him in the eye for a week, so he barely managed to control his desire as he started dressing.

“Why are you getting dressed?”

Eunjae, now with her bag, turned and asked.

“If you actually try to go home alone, then I’ll just drag you right back into bed.”

At Wooseok’s declaration, Eunjae nervously watched him. If she refused again, she’d have to go straight to bed, so she quickly put on her shoes, pretending not to notice. Wooseok threw on some clothes and grabbed his car keys. Eunjae felt her heart growing even warmer.