Chapter 5 – That Bastard (Part 7)

Dowook met her gaze. The pace of his thrusts seemed to slow down for a moment. His eyes keenly observed Junhee’s face. His p*nis withdrew. He rubbed the corner of her eyes with his thumb. She realized it was one of Dowook’s long-standing habits.

Only then did Dowook notice that Junhee was crying and in pain. Even then, he noticed her discomfort and checked on her. It was a familiar kindness.

For some reason, she wanted to be curt in response to that kindness. Her twisted self was beyond help. Even if he got tired of her and went back to Seoul, Junhee would have nothing to say.

“Why, why are you stopping? You said you’d comfort me. You said you’d do well. You said confidently you wouldn’t disappoint me, and now you’re just like…”

She suddenly held her breath. He grabbed her b*ttocks and spread them apart. His p*nis squeezed in through the gap. His fingers pried between her closed lips.

“Keep being cheeky.”

He withdrew again and then thrust deeply. Even that slight intrusion made her inner walls tremble.

“Keep talking.”

His fingers dug deeper into her mouth. His p*nis thrust shallowly. Junhee’s lips trembled. She bit his fingers.

Dowook frowned slightly but didn’t lose the smile on his lips. He thrust deep and shallow inside her. Every time he entered, Junhee’s chest swelled and fell.

“Is this enough to satisfy you?”

She wanted to answer, but moans kept escaping through her parted teeth. Dowook’s face also began to show cracks. Her wet flesh clung to his p*nis. Dowook groaned, biting his teeth. As the piston motion gained a smooth rhythm, Junhee finally answered.

“Satisfaction, you’re the one having it.”

His eyes turned fierce for a moment. She expected him to mercilessly plunge into her. Anticipating the impending pl*asure or pain, she tightly closed her eyes.

“Busted.”

But his voice was tender. Instead of rough thrusting, Dowook rotated his hips. The tightly pressed sensation felt strangely odd. It seemed his girth was more pronounced than when he was thrusting hard. He caressed the tip of her br*ast.

“Just keep doing this. It’s so satisfying I might go crazy.”

He thrust in as if to pierce her. Junhee naturally spread her legs and wrapped them around his waist. Dowook held her tightly, making her cling to him. He let out a fierce groan and deeply embedded his p*nis.

All the muscles in his body moved. Junhee liked his masculine body. She had thought she didn’t want to lose it to anyone else.

“Ha, ha, uh, ah, ah! Dowook, ha, Dowook-ah…!”

“Want to know a secret?”

Dowook said with intense eyes. He withdrew and thrust with each syllable.

“I get turned on every time you call my name.”

If it weren’t for this situation, if Junhee could speak properly, she would have scolded him for saying something so ridiculous. She would have argued how such a thing could turn him on. But she had no such luxury. She grimaced and struggled to accept his body.

As his overwhelming body pressed down on her and she received his p*nis, a strange thought filled her mind.

This is natural. We should be like this.

Thrust, thrust, his p*nis plunged into her, splashing fl*id. Both Dowook, who was desperately and urgently thrusting into her, and his p*nis, were hers.

It had always been this way and should continue to be, as an unfounded conviction filled her mind. Their eyes met by chance.

Dowook smiled. She couldn’t understand the intention behind his smile. But out of habit, she faintly smiled back. It was a strange moment. A wave surged in her chest.

A high-pitched scream erupted. Her legs spread wide, and her toes pointed sharply. Her mouth opened wide, and her head tilted back. His weight pressed heavily. Deep, thick groans poured into her ears.

The hot thing piercing her skin evaporated her previous thoughts. It drove her crazy. The rapidly rising breaths and the pounding p*nis. His rough breathing and the overwhelming sensation spreading inside her body left her helpless.

All she could do was hug Dowook’s back and scream. The fullness in her belly was overwhelming. She felt her lower hole twitching. He kissed her face all over. He kept calling her name.

“Junhee. Woo Junhee. Ha, Woo Junhee.”

The call was rough yet gentle. Familiar yet unfamiliar. At this moment, even her name felt like it belonged to him.

Dowook rotated his hips while deeply embedding his flesh pillar. The sensation of stirring inside made her tighten her grip on his arms.

“Spread your legs wider.”

She shook her head. Her lower body felt like it was melting.

“Spread them.” 

His voice, growling like an animal, was primal. But she didn’t like his words that sounded like commands. She frowned and looked up at him. But Dowook, dripping sweat from his chin, continued to command.

“Suck my neck. Moan into my ear.”

“You’re eating my c*ck.”

The vulgar words he always spewed during s*x were familiar. Occasionally, he would tilt his head back and exhale a long breath as if he couldn’t bear it. Then he would lower his head again, his eyes more clouded with desire. Eyes boiling with lust.

I want you.

The thought surged in an instant. That desire was so old it felt like a habit.

We broke up. We shouldn’t be doing this. This is no different from before. But I want to have you again, even tonight.

The desire to dominate him. The greed to make him kneel before her. Unconsciously, she reached out with trembling hands.

But Dowook grabbed her hair first. His rough lips crashed into hers. Thrust! When his p*nis hit a spot inside her, her mind went blank. Something inside her stirred.

Again, thrust, his p*nis plunged.

“Ugh, ugh…!”

Unconsciously, she twisted her waist. Dowook groaned as if in pain. He thrust harder, deeper, and faster. The open hole contracted tightly. Junhee panted, her neck arching.

Eventually, she burst into tears again. Her legs spread wide, and Dowook mercilessly plunged into her. He seemed unable to control himself anymore.

She thought maybe they were thinking the same thing. That they wanted to possess each other endlessly at this moment.

Dowook thrust his p*nis vigorously. True to his greedy nature, he also lowered his upper body to bite her lips or n*pples, but it didn’t last long. He focused on thrusting while hugging her.

“Ugh, ugh, ah, ah, ugh…!”

The cl*max that violently shook her lower abdomen spread throughout her body. The sound of flesh hitting flesh filled the air.

In that moment, she forgot the shame and fear that someone might hear. It felt like something inside her would burst. Her waist kept lifting. She twisted her body and screamed. Dowook let out a beast-like groan.

Thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust.

Reason was consumed by pl*asure. It felt like she had completely crossed an invisible line.

Dowook seemed like he would break her. It was terrifying, but she couldn’t stop. The monstrous thing, swollen like a beast, plunged deeply inside her. Her fingertips curled. Beast-like groans continued to escape from her mouth. Her lower hole tightened madly. Squishy, lewd sounds kept escaping from below.

He thrust at an uncontrollable speed. Her b*ttocks were crushed in his grip. Her body trembled. Her entire nervous system felt twisted. The primal, beast-like sensation consumed her entirely.

“Ah, ah, ah, ah! Uh! Uh! Ugh, ah!”

Dowook swallowed her sharp screams. Even then, his thrusts didn’t stop. Despite her body convulsing and twisting, the pillar stabbing her inner walls remained. Junhee gazed distantly at the low ceiling of her room.

The yellow light on the ceiling swung rapidly up and down. In reality, it was probably her body that was shaking. Reality was fading.

“Dowook-ah, I, I feel strange. Strange… Do something, please, ah, ah, ugh, uh, ugh!”

Please, stop…!

She pleaded, but Dowook’s eyes were clouded. Sweat dripped from his chin. It was the first time she had seen him so lewd and beast-like, and she lost her reason for a moment. She felt an urge to imprint that image of Dowook in her mind.

The moment she lost even the last bit of reason she had been holding onto, her body floated and then plummeted.

Even though Dowook was holding her tightly, something inside her kept falling endlessly. It seemed he thrust his hips a few more times. Dowook let out a rough sound. His body also trembled.

Even then, Junhee imprinted the image of Dowook reaching his cl*max in her mind. His face contorted with raw, animalistic nature. His jaw with bulging veins twitched as he ej*culated thickly.

Dowook opened her mouth and inserted his tongue. He sucked her tongue and lips voraciously. He rubbed their entangled lower bodies lewdly.

Everything was a blur as her consciousness faded.

But she heard him call,

Junhee.

Junhee. 

The call was rough with groans. 

Junhee.

He kissed her lips. 

Junhee. 

The name, called like a sigh, lingered in her ears. 

Woo Junhee.

The last call somehow felt pitiful, making her heart ache even amidst everything.

…Woo Junhee.

Woo Junhee.