Chapter 22
The feeling of being pinned underneath was never a pleasant one. Of course, it was nice to lie comfortably and be showered with affection, but a sense of humiliation, as if she were being conquered, kept picking at Heena. She didn’t like that she had been stripped bare without a single piece of underwear left, while he was still wearing his pants.
Her head was still spinning from the lingering effects of the alcohol. Nevertheless, Heena paid it no mind and tried to wrap her thighs around Yohan’s waist to roll over to the side.
“There she goes again.”
She failed.
Yohan clicked his tongue and spoke. She wanted to pin Seo Yohan beneath her somehow, but he wouldn’t be toppled so easily. Though she knew it was impossible to press down a tall man nearing 190cm with the strength of her thighs alone, she never gave up and always tried. And it always ended in failure.
“Stay still. I’ll take them off myself.”
Yohan, who had gripped Heena’s white thigh tightly, spread her legs wide. And with that, her secretly hidden honey pot was revealed.
“I told you I hate that, it’s embarrassing….”
“What’s there to hate when it’s already flooded over.”
It wasn’t untrue; the love juice that had pooled in her honey pot was flowing down, soaking the sheets. Overcome with shame, Heena squeezed her eyes shut.
Finally, the sound of Seo Yohan unbuckling his pants could be heard. Zzzip, the sound of the zipper, and the leisure with which he took off his pants and underwear to fold them neatly. He was a relentless bastard, that one.
Yohan positioned himself between Heena’s legs and bent his waist. His tongue’s play, starting from her navel, made her lower abdomen burn as if it were on fire. Her love juice kept gushing out. She tried to bring her knees together, but what they touched was not her other knee, but Seo Yohan’s lats.
Heena gave up her desire to overpower Yohan and entrusted her body to him. The tongue that had licked its way straight down from her navel moved to the inside of her thighs. There, he showered her with dozens of fragmented kisses.
Seo Yohan had once said he liked the feeling of his lips on the soft flesh of her snow-white inner thighs. No matter how much she pleaded for him to get to the main event, he would never skip that part. It was one of the things Seo Yohan was stubborn about in bed.
Just as her whole body grew hot and restless, the tip of his tongue parted her honey pot and entered her.
“Ah, hngh!”
The sound of her love juice and his saliva mixing was utterly lewd. The sensation of his slick tongue entering her was vivid. Heena pulled her knees up to her chest and bit her lips hard to keep from moaning. He took her plumply swollen cl*toris into his mouth and rolled it with his tongue like a piece of candy.
She was growing increasingly breathless. Her thighs trembled, and her love juice poured out ceaselessly.
“Aah! Stop, stop it!”
The tingling sensation grew more and more distinct, eventually shooting up her spine and turning her mind completely white.
“Haah, r-really, stop… Aah…!”
His tongue moved even faster. Heena threw her head back and grabbed Yohan’s hair. Now, she was going beyond moans and into sobs.
Noticing that Heena had reached her limit, Yohan lifted his head. His mouth was a mess of a transparent l*quid, a mixture of love juice and saliva. Seeing his face, Heena squeezed her eyes shut again.
Yohan twisted one corner of his mouth up.
“You’re dying of pl*asure, aren’t you?”
“Yeah. So much so I want to kill you, so let’s shut that mouth.”
“Can’t have you dying already. This guy is still raring to go.”
She was well aware of it, but she could never get used to that arm-sized p*nis entering her body. It was an object that could never enter her without Seo Yohan’s full-service f*replay.
“Relax.”
At his low, deep voice, her whole body tensed up instead.
“It hurts you when you tense up.”
“……”
His gentle voice, as if he were being considerate, made her heart ache.
Huh? Why? Why am I like this?
At the touch of his hand caressing her br*ast, Heena tried desperately to release her tension. As she relaxed her legs, Yohan rubbed her still-aroused cl*toris with the tip of his weapon-like p*nis.
“It’s been a while, wonder if it’ll hurt a bit.”
He glanced down, sizing her up.
“We’ll have to see if it’s been a while or not.”
Yohan chuckled at Heena’s defiant tone. Then, he found her pulsing entrance and lined up the head of his p*nis. His body, slowly pushing in, filled her inner walls completely. She could feel her tender mucous membranes clinging to him, refusing to let go.
“Hoo.”
Yohan’s breath trembled slightly. He bit his lip with his tongue, then resumed his entry after a brief pause.
“Ah, ah! Stop!”
“You keep saying stop. Am I a voice-activated AI?”
Even as he spoke, he pushed in without rest. She was out of breath. It was the same then as it was now; the feeling of just his insertion was completely fulfilling. Or maybe it felt even bigger?
Heena grunted and turned onto her side. Ironically, the feeling of him reaching deep inside her walls became even more vivid.
Yohan, who had begun to thrust his hips slowly, grabbed both of Heena’s wrists with one hand and held them above her head. Her br*asts swayed along with the direction of his thrusts.
“Ah, ahhp. Ah, it hurts….”
“It hurts?”
“Mmhmm.”
Continuing his thrusts, he took Heena’s br*ast fully into his mouth. As he rolled her n*pple with his tongue, the painful sensation seemed to lessen a bit.
The pace of his thrusting gradually quickened. Yohan also seemed to be finding it hard to hold back, looking down at Heena with his lips pressed tightly together.
“I’m not, haah, all the way in yet.”
“Don’t, put it all in. I’ll die….”
“If you were going to die from this, you would’ve died long ago.”
With those words, Yohan tilted his head back. He hooked Heena’s thighs over his shoulders, making her hips lift. He pulled a pillow into the space underneath and shoved in the rest of his half-remaining p*nis.
It felt like she was truly going crazy. Stars twinkled before her eyes. She didn’t want to, but her lower abdomen tensed, causing her to clench his p*nis even tighter.
“Trying to bite it off, are we,” he said, and his thrusts became rougher than before. Heena’s body moved up and down like a sheet of paper. Moans that were close to screams filled the room.
It felt so good she could cry. And sure enough, at the peak of her org*sm, tears of ecstasy flowed from Heena’s eyes down her cheeks. As if he had been waiting, Seo Yohan licked the tears away with his tongue.
Thwack, thwack. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh was dull. Pinning Heena’s wrists, Yohan lowered his head and found her lips. As they shared a deep kiss, she felt a churning sensation between her legs.
“Ah, f*ck.”
As if it wasn’t the timing he’d intended, Yohan scowled and muttered a curse. Then, holding Heena in his arms, he pulled his p*nis out. The condom, which she hadn’t noticed him put on, was full of s*men.
“Came too fast.”
“No, it was just right.”
“Liar.”
Yohan took the condom and strode out of the room.
“Going to make a water balloon. Don’t fall asleep, wait for me.”
The “water balloon” was a routine Seo Yohan performed after every time they had s*x. It was to check if the condom had any tears, to worry about whether any s*men might have leaked and caused an unfortunate situation.
Yohan, who was about to leave the room, turned back to Heena one more time and warned her.
“I definitely told you not to fall asleep.”
Heena, feeling dazed, didn’t answer and just stared at him blankly. At that, he repeated the same words again.
“No. Don’t sleep.”
“In the time you’re spending on that, just hurry up and get back!”
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When she opened her eyes in the morning, she was lying in bed, tucked snugly under the covers in her pajamas, as if nothing had happened. Her sweat-soaked body was even fresh and dry. Having woken up, Heena stared at the ceiling, blinking.
Was it a dream….
But the moment she moved her waist to sit up, she realized it was real. Perhaps because it had been a while, her whole body felt heavy as lead. The muscle soreness in her inner thighs, in particular, was no joke.
She remembered last night, when she had provoked him to undress her first. Although she’d said it while drunk, she had meant it. The fact that she was glad to have met Seo Yohan again in Jinhong-ri, even though she hated it. The fact that she couldn’t fight her s*xual desire and had forced s*x on him, and so on.
Heena covered her face with her long hair. Several tens of minutes passed as she lay like that, as still as death, just breathing.
“Jeong Heena. Time to eat.”
Seo Yohan’s voice came from downstairs. It was a stable and comfortable voice, no different from usual.
“……”
Heena pouted.
You’re so unfazed after sleeping with me last night? Do you really feel nothing, no emotions at all?
…I don’t think I am.
Perhaps it was because she had seen glimpses of the Seo Yohan from when they were dating in the Seo Yohan of last night. The true feelings she had kept hidden away in a drawer for two years were beginning to rear their head.
