Chapter 9

“Haah…….”

Her m*ans came out no matter how much she tried to hold them in. Her body twisted, but she couldn’t move. When his tongue went deeper and sucked inside, her body shuddered, and her heart pounded.

It wasn’t pain. The more Wooseok’s tongue focused on one spot, the more a dull, aching pleasure spread through her, making her feel like something would burst. She wanted to push him away, but couldn’t. Then—

“Ahh, what, mmph!”

She felt something unfamiliar entering her most sensitive place. It wasn’t as big as before, but the sensation of something foreign in a place she’d never opened made Eunjae instinctively tighten up.

“It’s my finger.”

“What?”

A finger? Eunjae looked down. Wooseok was half-sitting, his second finger inside her. His lips were glossy, and his eyes burned at a temperature she couldn’t handle. Why was he putting his finger there? She almost cursed.

“Take it out. ……Take it out.”

“You have to practice to get it in.”

“Haah. Wait, don’t… move.”

His finger pushed deeper, making Eunjae tremble. Why was he doing this, causing such a mess? Before she could protest, his lips covered hers again in a hot kiss.

His skilled tongue left her helpless. Then, below, he moved slowly in rhythm. The tingling sensation started spreading from her toes. When his finger poked somewhere inside, her body jolted, but it felt oddly refreshing.

“Haah. Haah…….”

Eunjae instinctively wrapped her arms around Wooseok, accepting his kiss. She wanted to stop this strange act, but she was responding more eagerly than anyone. When Wooseok added another finger, Eunjae nearly jumped out of her skin. But she couldn’t push him away, so she just clung tighter to his shoulders, trying to adapt.

“I’m at my limit now.”

Suddenly, his fingers slipped out, leaving Eunjae confused, looking into Wooseok’s eyes. Was he stopping? Maybe his arm was tired, she thought belatedly. Then, the heavy sensation pressed at her entrance again, pushing inside tightly. The aching pain made Eunjae pale and tremble.

“N-no…… ah.”

Even with just the tip inside, the pressure was overwhelming. It wasn’t as unfamiliar as before, but it was still big. Eunjae looked at him, almost pleading for him to stop, but Wooseok gently held her cheek and met her eyes. In his deep gaze was something like a plea. Can’t you just bear it this once? That’s what it felt like, so Eunjae quietly endured the pain.

“I’ll go slow, okay?”

“Ah…… o-okay.”

As soon as Eunjae gave permission, Wooseok kissed her again. Eunjae responded actively to his kiss. Maybe if she focused on other sensations, the pain would lessen. While she was distracted by the kiss, Wooseok began to move his hips slowly.

“Mmph.”

The weight was incomparable to his fingers, but somehow she could bear it. Maybe because Wooseok was so careful. Eunjae reached out her trembling hand for him to hold. Wooseok understood instantly and intertwined their fingers.

Their hands and tongues tangled, melting together. At that moment, Wooseok pushed deeper, fully entering her. The tight pressure made both of them dizzy, unable to think of anything else.

“Are you okay?”

“Mmm……. Y-yeah.”

Satisfied that Eunjae was alright, Wooseok moved his hips with a gentle rhythm. The human body was truly amazing. She’d thought something so big could never fit inside something so small. Just minutes ago, she’d thought disaster would strike, but now, even as she took him in, she could breathe. What a mystery the human body was.

“Haah. Haah…….”

Eunjae thought she’d lost her mind enough to forget the pain. She’d drunk, and today had been a mess. Her emotions were spent, and today was the day everything exploded. Her body had forgotten the limits of sensation.

“Mmm, ah, ahhh.”

“Haah…….”

Wooseok, still moving carefully for Eunjae’s sake, reached his own limit, his hips tightening. The urge to push his aroused flesh deeper made his whole body tense. Without thinking, he spread Eunjae’s legs and lifted his hips.

“Wait, mmph, it’s… too deep.”

Eunjae, pale and shaking her head, said she couldn’t take it, but Wooseok couldn’t stop. He hungrily sought her lips, kissing her fiercely as his hips moved faster. Thud, thud, thud. The sound of flesh meeting flesh filled the room.

“Save me, haah.”

“Haah……. Shin Eunjae.”

When Wooseok belatedly raised his head, Eunjae’s pupils were blurred with red, losing focus. All of it was seductive and beautiful. It seemed to awaken every bit of s*xual desire inside, tightening his throat.

He had never imagined that a n*ked body clinging to his like one would evoke such satisfying possessiveness. As he pressed his hot flesh into Eunjae’s secret place, her body writhed and tightened below. Each time, waves of pleasure ran down Wooseok’s spine. His mind spun, and he felt as if he would go crazy from how good it was. He didn’t want to end this; he tried holding his breath deeply, but it was no use. Eunjae grabbed his face and kissed him first, as if in a last desperate act.

“Haah.”

“Haa…….”

At the deepest point, Wooseok released hot liquid. Gulp, gulp. As the endless flow of s*men spilled out, Eunjae, trembling all over, soon dropped her head as if fainting. Wooseok hugged her again. The wild pounding of his heart refused to calm down.

* * *

Was she having sleep paralysis? She couldn’t move her body. Ever since childhood, Eunjae was prone to sleep paralysis in uncomfortable beds. She thought it was happening again. She groaned and tried to move, but her arms and legs felt paralyzed and wouldn’t budge.

Was this ghost tougher than expected? At times like this, if she pretended to give up and then tried again, it would release. Remembering the trick, Eunjae stayed still for a moment and then forcefully shook her whole body. Sure enough, her body loosened up.

“Ha…….”

She sat up and exhaled roughly. This was the hardest sleep paralysis she’d ever had. Her whole body ached as if someone had beaten her. And she felt strangely cold and odd.

When she looked down and lifted the blanket, she almost screamed. She wasn’t wearing a single thread. What the—what is this? Before she could grasp the situation, a huge hand pulled her body down with a sudden force. Buried back into the bed, Eunjae’s face pressed firmly against a chest.

“Aaaah!”

Eunjae quickly pushed it away with all her strength.

“…Ouch.”

The person she pushed spoke. Eunjae clutched her throbbing head. Turning it around, she scanned the room. It was too familiar. The place she entered almost every day. That wooden dresser was a housewarming gift she had bought for a hefty sum…

‘Oh, crap.’

Her brain finally caught up. The missing pieces flashed by. This was Jung Wooseok’s house, and after having s*x with him, she had fallen asleep on his bed. What she thought was sleep paralysis was actually Wooseok holding her tightly.

She was really out of it.

Like the old saying, she wanted to crawl into a mouse hole. Was alcohol really this scary? She drank it every day, so why did she have to do something like this yesterday? She just… was so frustrated that she only kissed him, but suddenly their bodies matched too.

Bzzz bzzz bzzz bzzz.

Just then, a familiar ringtone sounded somewhere. Eunjae’s scalp prickled. It was her phone. Must be home. If she’d stayed out without permission, her family would be seriously worried. As she tried to step off the bed, her legs gave out and she collapsed.

Unbelievable.

“Agh…”

“You okay?”

As she sat on the floor, holding her waist, a worried voice came from behind.

“Uh, ah, …yeah.”

Conscious of him, Eunjae sneakily reached for the blanket and pulled it over herself, urgently covering her n*ked body. Hearing rustling sounds, it seemed he was picking up and putting on his clothes too.

“Don’t worry. I explained it well to Jiyeon-noona.”

“What?”

Eunjae turned her head sharply in surprise. At that moment, she locked eyes with Wooseok, who was putting on a t-shirt. An awkward silence passed for several seconds. They stared at each other like a staring contest. That was Eunjae’s position; Wooseok, with an emotionless gaze, looked down at her as usual.

“I said you were working late.”

“Oh, okay.”

Eunjae quickly lowered her gaze and stared at the distant floor. Now that she understood the situation, her neck flushed hot. Embarrassed, ashamed. Humiliated, yet unable to blame herself, a flood of complicated emotions hit her all at once. He, acting as if nothing had happened, placed her neatly folded clothes in front of her.

“When I tried to dress you, you kept throwing them away.”

‘No need to explain, okay?’ 

She pulled the blanket up, covering even her face.

“I need to… change clothes.”

“Alright. Take your time and come out.”

With a light reply, the door closed. Only then did Eunjae lower the blanket and hurriedly put on her clothes. Thump thump thump. Her heart still pounded. Unlike her, he seemed perfectly fine, which annoyed her. And now, her head started to ache, worrying about how to get out of this place.