Chapter 6.3

Heated breath escaped from her lips. Her waist moved little by little, naturally hoping to make contact with her husband’s manhood.

“Mmh…”

She felt like a woman crazed by intimacy, but she couldn’t stop. Her body remembered how hot and intense her husband’s had been.

Each time she rubbed against her husband, her mound stung, but compared to the cl*max that was to come, it was nothing.

“Who told you to shake your waist like that.”

Even at her husband’s cold voice, her n*pples hardened even more. She pleaded while touching her husband’s abs and chest for him to do something, but he didn’t even twitch an eyebrow.

“You’re quite the seductress.”

He simply gripped her small bottom with his large hands. Soon his fingers crept in, squeezing through the narrow flesh. Her waist trembled at the tingling sensation and her mind went blank.

“That shirt—what was it you liked about it?”

“Mmh… what?”

She shook her bottom asking him to go deeper and thr*st, but what returned was a light slap! and friction sound.

With her husband’s grip strength, there would probably be handprints left on her white skin, but she didn’t care.

“It wasn’t even expensive.”

If she didn’t answer properly, her husband clearly wouldn’t do what she wanted. She couldn’t win against her husband when it came to negotiations anyway.

At his firm voice, she exhaled the breath she had been holding.

“Haa. Haa. You bought it for me.”

“What?”

At her husband’s expression asking if that was all, her cheeks reddened. Even such a reason was sufficient cause for her to make that shirt her preference.

“It was because you bought it for me. Now, is that enough? Ahh…”

“That, that was the reason?”

“Yes, ahh…. That’s right. For me, that was… the reason….”

Two large hands gripped both sides of her bottom tightly. Now she couldn’t escape from her husband.

Who would have thought such breathtakingly intense restraint could feel this good.

Her nails scratched at his well-built torso. If she didn’t do at least that, she felt like she would cry out wildly like a mad woman.

“Does it feel so good it’s driving you mad?”

“Y-yes…”

Soon her husband would enter. Waiting for him to thr*st inside, she touched his body with her hands.

Behind her bottom, his fiery manhood was braced. She tried to fit it in somehow, when her husband grabbed her waist and lifted her up.

“I have no choice but to believe it. You can barely hold back with just my fingers. Once I enter, you’ll lose yourself.”

“P-please…!”

As soon as she was lightly lifted up and came back down, his member thr*st up into her. It was the invader she had been waiting and waiting for. At the intense movement, she bounced up like a ball, but there was nowhere left to escape.

Embracing him as he settled firmly in place, she trembled violently. She wanted to ask him to move, but her lips shook wildly from the pleasure pressing against her lower abdomen.

“Pl… please, please.”

“Beg more.”

His demand pressed in. The ruler of this night was him, not her. At least for this moment, what her husband wanted was what she wanted.

“Pl, please….”

“Call my name. Hurry!”

“P-please… Jin-wook…!”

Only then did Choi Jin-wook move.

The moment the name he had been waiting to be called came from his wife’s lips, he poured out everything for what his wife wanted. He secured her so she wouldn’t fall away from him and began thrusting.

His waist moved nimbly following his wife’s moaning sounds. Sitting down and rising up, his manhood, swollen to the point where it couldn’t grow any larger, finally swam toward cl*max.

Never knowing surrender and continuing to advance, at some point he shook his entire body like a beast.

The back muscles that had settled onto his small wife’s body writhed and then became still. A sickeningly intense afterglow swept over him.

At this moment, he was simply a man who had reached cl*max. Not a corporate owner, not anyone’s son.

He was simply Choi Jin-wook, feeling the ultimate satisfaction of having obtained his woman as he had always wished.

“Go Ah-jin.”

Choi Jin-wook called Go Ah-jin. He wanted confirmation that she too was simply one woman before him.

“…Yes.”

She now knew she really couldn’t accept her husband anymore. The intense intimacy from moments before had given her tremendous fulfillment along with equal fatigue.

“I’m just a person too. Just a man.”

“Yes….”

But her husband’s rough, beast-like voice was pleasant to hear. His rough breathing that was desperate to instill something in her was the same.

That’s why she forced her eyes wide open when they wanted to close and listened carefully.

“What reason do you have for not being able to have me?”

‘Could I… be allowed to do that with you?’

“Have me. As much as you want.”

She couldn’t believe it. Her husband was giving himself to her. She blinked her eyes, wondering if this was a dream, when his member, which hadn’t yet withdrawn, grew large again.

“You have a look of disbelief, but you’ve already swallowed me.”

“This, this is strange. This kind of thing really… is strange.”

It felt very peculiar that her husband was still remaining inside her. Now that they were connected like one body, she wanted to believe that her husband really loved her. To do that, she needed to confirm it.

“You… don’t you dislike… being inside me like this?”

“Go Ah-jin.”

“Yes?”

“You need to fix that habit of making assumptions on your own.”

“Ah….”

“So you hated it? That I spent myself so deeply in you.”

“Nnh…”

When he shifted as if to pull out, she cried out, tightening around him instinctively.

Of course, that only made him swell harder within her. For a moment she panicked, but the fire in him quickly burned again.

“Tighten more.”

This time he meant to make her feel it so vividly she would never forget. He said no more, simply striking the places where she felt it most.

When at last she reached her peak again, she wept softly. Lowering himself, hoarse with his own release, he whispered,

“Why do you cry so easily?”

“Because you… you make me…!”

“I told you to scream, not cry.”

Just before she drifted into sleep, she murmured a weak excuse, but he didn’t relent.

Yet instead of harshness, he held her close, telling her to sleep, patting her back.

His touch was so tender, she gladly surrendered to it.