Chapter 23
Of course, I was bewildered the moment I confirmed his face, but that wasn’t everything. However, before I could add an explanation, he turned me around. Having the bag I’d been holding in my left hand snatched away, I pressed against the closet in front of me from the strong force groping me from behind.
Thud. He dropped the bag on the floor. The moment I looked down at it, my robe was lifted up to my waist.
Without the process of squeezing it onto his palm, he held the circular gel case upside down and generously sprayed it on the area where his cock and my buttocks met.
“Mm…”
My shoulders trembled with a start at the sensation of the viscous liquid seeping between the pressed skin. After thoroughly wetting my buttocks more than necessary, he gradually rolled his hips and rubbed his cock against my hole.
The hole that had softened from the foreplay in the bathroom swallowed his cock without much resistance. That didn’t mean it accepted it smoothly though. At the heavy pressure that took my breath away, I had to scratch the closed closet and collapse my upper body.
The cock that I thought had finally entered completely suddenly slipped out, then slowly slid back in again, repeating this. Meanwhile, my muscles softened and the friction of the mucous membrane began to generate heat.
“Haeueu… heu…”
When that spot he’d been pressing with his fingers earlier rubbed against the smooth surface of his cock, my thighs trembled. Capturing that moment when pleasure became greater than pain with amazing timing, he increased the speed of his hip movements.
“Aah… ha! Aeu…”
My mind repeatedly dimmed then brightened again. The closet was clearly built-in, but the closet, the entire room seemed to be shaking together with me. The trembling vibrations were shaking and awakening not just my buttocks where he was inside, but my entire body.
“There, don’t do it there… rather, deeper… inside, heut, heuk!”
I flailed my arm stretched backward trying to remove his arm gripping my waist, but it was useless.
“You know your moaning changes when I move around here, right?”
“Haeu, heu… ng!”
“When I thrust deep inside, it’s like a groaning moan… but when I rub here, you make… pretty sounds.”
“Aeu, heu, heut…”
“You must like it.”
Swoooosh. The cock that had been persistently scraping and pressing above my prostate suddenly thrust deep inside. Kek, keheuhuk, heuk. I couldn’t even scream as I opened my eyes and mouth wide, gasping.
He grabbed above my elbows and pulled me up to stand. Then he wrapped both arms around my chest and bound me tightly. The flesh of my buttocks was crushed and mashed against his pelvis, and there was no gap between him and me. Even though I couldn’t breathe properly, I instinctively rolled my waist and rubbed my buttocks against his pubic hair.
His lips touching my earlobe were hot.
“Those bastards liked doggy style so much. Jung Jiin-ssi likes big ones. With those pathetic guys, were you satisfied? They probably just panted thinking only about themselves feeling good. Fucking bastards.”
It was muttering as if babbling in an unhinged state.
In his embrace that hugged my torso along with both arms, I was ravaged with restricted freedom.
“Haeu! Heu! Heuk! Ueu, uk!”
“Jung Jiin likes being pounded like this. Those guys who didn’t even know… could they have satisfied you?”
My stomach, chest, buttocks, arms, legs, and even my head. Pleasure that seemed unbearable, that seemed like it would transform my very self, was beating and battering my entire body. It felt like a demon was embracing and violating me. The fearsome pleasure he had spoken of was approaching right before my eyes.
“Stop, stop… please! Stop!”
Before climaxing, my inner walls writhed madly and squeezed his thing. It wasn’t intentional movement. I flopped like a live fish dragged onto land and ejaculated without being able to control myself.
“I came, I came!”
“I know. Even now, every time I thrust… you keep coming dry.”
“Haheut, heuk! Keheuk!”
Even after spurting semen through my cock, the pleasure from behind continued to undulate and make my stomach tremble. Because I was feeling it so much, there was no pain even after swallowing that huge thing completely. However, the sensation of the forearm-thick flesh filling my insides and moving in and out wasn’t absent either.
Even controlling my head was difficult. As if I’d forgotten how to tense my muscles, saliva flowed to the corners of my mouth, to my chin.
“Stop… just a moment… really just a moment, no… again, it’s coming again…! It’s coming again!”
My body that had been limp in his arms became stiff again. Rumbling, rumbling, another strong orgasm was undulating up from my feet. From below… at the too unfamiliar feeling that a slick mass of liquid seemed about to pour out, I tossed my shoulders frantically and shuddered.
Sweat-soaked breath that felt sticky and squelchy whispered by my ear.
“If you want me to stop, just say one word.”
If I really disliked it, just one word—just saying ‘darling’ would do.
But I never called out the safe word.
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I suddenly opened my eyes, and thin light was leaking from the very edge of my vision.
Ah, I had been asleep until just now. Relying on the light seeping through the edges of the blackout curtains, I looked up at the ceiling then turned my head. The space beside me was empty.
What time is it…
Propping myself up on my elbow, I roughly swept back my bothersome hair. Looking at the nightstand, my phone was there as expected. The phone was charging. No matter how much I tried to recall last night, I had no memory of bringing the phone from my jacket pocket that I’d left in the living room and plugging in the charger. A bitter laugh escaped.
“He said he wouldn’t move me.”
My last memory was in the bathtub. After the play ended, I had completely collapsed on the bed, and he had filled the bathtub with water and came to get me. Even though he had used several times more stamina than me, he showed no signs of fatigue, which made me feel oddly rebellious.
I just wanted to fall asleep as is, forgetting about baths and everything, but I was certain I’d regret it the next morning seeing the stickiness of sweat clinging all over my body and dried semen stains. Almost being half-carried by him who grabbed my arm to lift me up, I moved to the bathroom and soaked my body in the bathtub.
Drowsiness poured in where the day’s tension and unpleasantness had been somewhat relieved. As I leaned the back of my head against the edge of the bathtub and closed my eyes, he kept bothering me not to fall asleep while firmly pressing my instep with his toes. He said if I fell asleep, he wouldn’t move me to the bed.
I’m not a child, so he probably didn’t lightly lift me up and bring me to bed. I wasn’t drunk enough not to wake up from such movement either…
I pressed my temples trying to remember how I got moved to the bed, but that part remained hazily empty.
I stretched my arm to check my phone and it was past 11 AM. There were contacts from CEO, Hongseo, and Jaewoo. Come to think of it, after leaving Director Kang Woohyeon’s house yesterday, I hadn’t contacted anyone from the company.
I wasn’t a 20-something idol who needed intensive caution about drinking and dating, and I’d never caused problems before, so the company didn’t try to interfere much with my private life. Since I’d stayed out overnight without contact, they must have been worried about that. It wasn’t frequent after all. Maybe CEO was trying to explain what happened in the reception room on the second floor.
The problems I’d been able to forget during sex overnight were, naturally, still there unchanged. Everything was bothersome. I could understand the psychology of people addicted to sex who made it their escape. I wanted to postpone it a bit more at least until I left this room.
As I slowly stacked two fluffy pillows under my chin and fiddled with my phone, I realized we hadn’t exchanged contact information. If my memory was correct, his personal cell phone number wasn’t written on the business card I’d received last night.
Hmm, then he probably left a memo… As I got up and searched the nightstand, I chuckled.
“I have to leave early for work. I work on the 5th floor of the same building. That room has no specific checkout time, so order room service for meals and rest comfortably as long as you want. Looking forward to drafting the contract.”
Contact information was also written at the bottom of the memo.
Sitting with a pillow on my knees and entering his number into my phone, I chuckled several times like someone with air in their lungs. He has meticulous sides despite appearances.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
