CHAPTER 40

Minhee had a pouting face, with her eyes half closed and her lips pursed, looking so cute that one would want to chew and eat her up.

She tilted the wine glass to her lips. A trickle of red wine flowed from her lips and dripped down her chin. Taejun lost himself as he followed the trail of the red l*quid with his eyes. The droplet fell on her milky white chest and flowed down between her cleavage.

Minhee casually wiped her chin with the back of her hand and used her fingers to sweep the wine droplet off her chest. Then, her pink tongue briefly peeked out and licked her finger. Taejun’s veins throbbed, threatening to burst.

From her vividly red lips, and her flushed cheeks, to her seductive gaze that occasionally peeked through her long eyelashes. He wanted to throw away all this rehearsed play and just pounce on her right here and now.

‘Was she always this naturally s*xy?’

She had been so cute just a moment ago, to the point that he wanted to chew on her, but suddenly, she became a temptress. The gap between Minhee’s images was so stimulating that Taejun couldn’t keep his mind off of it. The fact that all of this was an unconscious action made it even more maddening.

‘Does this woman really need practice in seducing men? Were all the guys around her ignorant?’

A plausible hypothesis popped into his head.

“No. It’s not that they couldn’t recognize this woman before, it’s just that they haven’t been able to break through the barrier created by Minhee’s trauma.’

He clenched his jaw tightly. If he didn’t make progress soon, his patience would run out much sooner than he thought.

“……Okay. What are you going to practice next?”

It was an unexpected question, and Minhee couldn’t hide the thoughts that flashed across her face. She looked at Taejun’s lips, then lowered her eyes. After a momentary glance, she averted her gaze, teasingly curling her lips with her pink tongue.

‘Ah, I see.’

Taejun gritted his teeth, sensing that he was about to experience an extreme situation that would require superhuman patience.

“Uh, when we kiss… I’m asking because if I just wait for someone to kiss me, no one might want to kiss me…….”

Minhee’s voice, lower than usual, had a squeezing effect on his throat.

“No way.”

Taejun abruptly interjected with a low, his voice locked through his tight vocal cords. She lifted her gaze, which had been wandering on the table, to meet his.

Despite the concern that his eyes might contain the savagery of a hunting beast, Taejun did not release her gaze. Minhee blinked repeatedly but did not avert her gaze from his.

Her chest rose and fell rapidly above the plunging neckline. Almost inaudibly, she asked, as if whispering a secret.

“Um… how do men feel about women who make the first move to kiss?”

Taejun disliked women who threw themselves at him first. Not too long ago, he’d definitely been annoyed by it…….

The large amount of blood that should have been concentrated in his brain’s center seemed to be temporarily rushing to his lower body, making coherent thoughts impossible.

“I like it.”

“Taejun… … ! I’m so nervous right now that my heart is going to explode, so please give it to me!”

“I like a girl who kisses first-”

Suddenly, something soft and velvety landed on Taejun’s lips, making a ‘thud’ sound as it pulled away. The tightly closed eyelashes over his unyielding eyes shivered. Minhee leaned forward, supporting herself on the table with both arms.

A shiver ran down his spine, starting at the nape of his neck and settling in his center. It was so intense that it was almost painful. He couldn’t believe he’d gotten this ar*used from one clumsy kiss.

‘Is this it? Should I wait for more?’

Taejun suppressed his rough breathing, clenching his fist tightly, and silently observed. Minhee opened one eye slightly. Her deep gray pupils roamed over his face, and as soon as they met Taejun’s gaze, both eyes opened wide.

She let out a short gasp and cowered like a frightened animal, and just as she was about to pull her upper body back, Tae-jun wrapped his arm around her neck and pulled her towards him.

He ran his tongue between her closed lips like he was licking the cream on a cupcake.

“Ah…!”

Minhee’s lips parted as she let out a short moan at the tickling sensation, and Taejun’s urgent breath rushed in. His kiss was so direct and explicit that there was no room for misunderstanding.

Their slippery tongues flicked lasciviously, and then he moved in deep enough for their teeth to collide and scraped the roof of her mouth with his pointed tongue.

‘Was the roof of my mouth so sensitive?’

Minhee felt goosebumps from the tingling sensation. Her body temperature rose to the point where she felt hot between her legs.

Feeling the w*tness below, Minhee tensed her thighs, shivering lightly. Her arms, which had been holding onto the table, lost their strength, and her upper body leaned forward. The small table wobbled.

Taejun slowly parted his lips and lowered his hand that curled around the nape of her neck. Feeling a sense of loss, Minhee sat down heavily on the chair, closing her eyes.

When she opened them again, Taejun was standing in front of her, his arms outstretched, gripping the armrests, trapping her in the chair.

“Hmm!”

Minhee instinctively moved away from him and leaned against the backrest, breathing heavily.

The dim lighting cast shadows on his face, making it impossible to discern his expression, and she had nowhere to run, pinned against the backrest.

He was moving toward her, slow and menacing, like a large predator surrounding its prey. Minhee felt a dizzying mixture of excitement and primal fear.

His face came into view, and she could see the gentle curve of his lips as he smiled. Minhee involuntarily raised her hand to cover her throat. She felt like Taejun was going to bite her throat like an animal. She could feel her arteries pulsing madly where her fingers touched. 

Just when she thought her heart would burst, his lips brushed against her jawline. His lips trailed up her jawline and nipped at her earlobe. His breath sent shivers through her eardrums. With a deep, husky voice, he whispered into her ear.

“Have you ever thought about what would happen if you succeeded in your seduction?”

“Hmm…!”

Minhee spat out a stifled groan in response, her ears piercing and a goosebump-raising shiver spreading through her body. Her hand wandered aimlessly for a moment, then clenched the armrest of the chair.

“From now on, we’re going to practice the consequences.”

Taejun bit her earlobe between his lips, his pointed tongue licking slowly along the auricle to her earlobe. Breathless, Minhee turned her head to the other side, her shoulders tensing at the creepy sensation that made her hair stand on end, feeling an eerie sensation as his hot lips settled on her exposed white neck. Taejun’s lips touched, his tongue flicked, and lightly sucked, ‘til the area turned reddish.

“Ah… This feels… strange, ugh!”

Minhee felt like her body wasn’t her own. The peculiar sensation at every touch of his lips was unfamiliar. The pl*asure, almost overwhelming, felt terrifying. Shaking, Minhee tried to push Taejun away, placing her hand on his shoulder.

Under her palm, she could feel the warmth and solid weight of the robust man. Her hesitation melted away as his muscles tensed at her touch. She was overcome by a heightened s*xual tension she had never felt before.

“Haa, Taejun, you’re so s*xy; I want to keep touching you. Is that okay?”

The hand that was pushing Taejun away changed its mind, instead, exploring his shoulders. Minhee looked up at him, wrapping her arms around his neck. Delicate fingers caressed the nape of his neck. He leaned his head, nuzzled into the nape of her neck, and let out a short gasp.

“Do you know what you’re doing right now?”

“Huh…? Is it not okay?”

“You’re really driving me crazy…….”

Taejun pressed his forehead against her shoulder, muttering to himself. Just as Minhee was about to sneak her arms out from around his neck, he picked her up and held her still.

“Aah!!!”

Startled, Minhee tightened her arms around his neck again. After a couple of stumbling steps, he gently set her down on the bed. He climbed on top of her before she could even pull herself off the bed.

His eyes seemed to flash with an unfamiliar heat. Keeping his gaze fixed on her, he gently brushed her cheek with the back of his hand. With his well-shaped, long fingers, he traced the contours of her collarbone and caressed her exposed chest above the deep neckline with his thumb.

“Hmph…….”

Whimpering with suppressed moans, Minhee trembled beneath Taejun’s gaze. Looking down at her, he teased the first b*tton on her chest. His fingers were hot against her bare skin.

“The practice is over. If we go further from here… then I won’t be able to stop. So, speak up now.”

Taejun’s ragged breathing and low, squeezed voice made Minhee’s heart pound and harden at the edges. As if to prove his point, he provocatively pressed his lower body against her. Something heavy and hard pressed against her lower belly, announcing its presence

Minhee held her breath and stared into his face. The man’s usually indifferent and expressionless face was now distorted with the effort of suppressing desire. The urgency of his thirst was evident in his eyes.

‘He really, truly wants me!’