BO - Extra 2

Extra 2. Spicy

It started with me simply coming to his office at headquarters to leave work together. Just as his work was nearing completion, a useless curiosity took hold, and I began to do some mischievous things.

I gently stroked his thighs, nonchalantly fiddled with his neck, buried my face in his shoulder while back-hugging him, and was just messing around when he suddenly pulled me close, and this happened.

Sitting on his lap, I widened my eyes in surprise, acting as if I had no idea this would happen, even though I kind of expected it.

His eyes, filled with lustful torment, were fixed on me.

“…This is the office.”

Even though his voice was low with desire, he frowned as if trying to restrain himself. His perfectly groomed eyebrows tilted upward, looking strained. Beneath my bottom, the hardened center of his pants was a stark contrast to his neat attire.

“So what if it’s the office? I didn’t say anything. Why does it matter that it’s the office?”

Pretending not to know, I subtly rubbed my bottom against his excited center. The hardened mass, already clearly felt through his pants, seemed ready to burst out of his suit pants. Knowing this, I still subtly rubbed against it.

“Hoo, you…”

“Your breathing is so suggestive. In the office.”

“Are you going to keep doing this?”

“Me? What am I doing?”

“It’s all good, but only do things you can handle.”

“First, I’ve confirmed we haven’t done it in the office. And you’ve never done it with another woman, have you? You’re so flustered.”

“Are you kidding me?”

I wondered how long he would hold back, so I decided to provoke him a little more. Honestly, I wasn’t confident about the aftermath, but I was a little eager to see him crumble in front of me. I lightly stroked his handsome eyes and fiddled with his earlobe. His wrist, firmly grabbed, tightened slightly. It was a warning not to cross this line. He was serious.

“Well, are you going to take responsibility in a minute?”

“Huh?”

The next thing I knew, my ear was being bitten.

Why did I underestimate Choi Si-baek? He was a man with strong self-control, but he was also a gangster with a history of violence. He was quite gentle with me, so I had completely forgotten that important fact. He only cared about manners and etiquette when it suited him, and he wasn’t a decent gangster who meticulously considered the time and place. There just hadn’t been a need for it, but when the moment came, he didn’t seem to know what he was capable of.

He stood up abruptly, holding me. “Where are we going?” I asked blankly, and he walked briskly, supporting my bottom. I clung to his firm body, going along with him like a set.

“To lock the door.”

I wanted to severely scold my past self from a minute ago.

“Ugh, huu! Ah!”

I bit down on his handkerchief, muffling my moans. He sucked and bit on my neck, which was going numb, and slapped my frozen bottom. Then, like a programmed device, I moved my hips, taking his throbbing dick deep inside. I bit and twisted the handkerchief, struggling to bear the consequences of my actions.

It was already driving me crazy to be entangled on the narrow chair, but he showed no sign of letting me go. His dick, buried deep in my sunken vagina, constantly poked and prodded the path leading to my cervix.

“The office is too noisy.”

He licked my neck leisurely and spoke nonchalantly.

“Ugh, huu, ungh! Because of you, ugh!”

“It’s the office, Jae-yeon.”

I didn’t know what to do with this man who was so fixated on one thing.

“Then we should be quiet.”

I had provoked him because it was the office, and now I was paying the price.

His dick, once inside, seemed determined not to leave, acting like a thug soaking in a bath.

The veins on his dick, thick and bulging, rubbed against my vaginal walls, and I sat down abruptly, my hips trembling. The sudden surge of stimulation made my vagina lose strength. At the same time, his glans touched and rubbed against the tip of my cervix, and I dropped the handkerchief I was biting. A near-scream escaped my lips.

“Ahh! Ah, ah!”

“You’re slow, Jae-yeon. We need to finish so we can go home. I’m not interested in overtime.”

My body and mind were intoxicated by the intense heat he gave me.

Knowing my weaknesses too well, he focused on attacking them. My earlobes, neck, nipples—wherever his hand touched, excitement piled up.

The lust he gave me was something I couldn’t extinguish without him. I had no immunity or tolerance, so I always had to bear the pure pleasure he gave me.

“Ah! Don’t do that there, wai, wait, ah! Don’t stab, ahh, ahh! Ah!”

“Did you touch it without knowing I’d thrust there?”

“Hey! Don’t thrust there, ahh!”

“Hey? You’re being very free now.”

No, if he touched me wrong again, I felt like I would come right then and there. I searched for his lips with my trembling lips. My lips, lost in direction, finally landed on his red lips. I pressed my tongue in like a flagpole and let him take control of my body, focusing on the thrusting.

As he said, if we stayed like this, we’d probably see the sun set and rise again in the office before we could leave.

His dick, constantly moving in and out, almost slipped out, then pulled me back in, and as I adjusted to the burning sensation that pierced through me, it slipped out again, rubbing against my vulva. Each back-and-forth movement that opened and closed my plump labia gave me a different sensation, and no two moments of pleasure were the same. Sometimes my lower abdomen, sometimes my anal folds, sometimes my perineum—I was hit with excitement in various ways and intensities.

Just as I was about to lose consciousness, his firm hand lifted me up again. No tricks worked on him.

“Why are you pretending to be exhausted? It doesn’t work.”

I couldn’t take it anymore.

I finally declared a strike, saying I couldn’t do it anymore, and he picked me up and headed to the sofa. My vision shifted rapidly. I was definitely hugging his neck, but then I saw the window with the sunset-like colors, and then the plain leather sofa. Everything happened in an instant.

My cheek suddenly pressed against the sofa seat, and my lifted hips were pushed towards him. Before I could figure out what position we were in, he thrust into me from behind.

“Ah, ah! Wait, this, ahh! Ungh, ah! Choi, hey! Ah!”

“I didn’t understand why Kim Jong-seop was always, like a slut, sticking to you, ha, but now I do.”

What was he talking about? I wanted to ask, but my body kept being pushed, and my words were slurred.

He thrust in and out of my tight vagina, pushing all the way to my cervix. The dick, focused on lubricating my vaginal walls, seemed to know that my vulva was completely open, and even though my juices were dripping and spraying everywhere, he was only focused on clinging to me. Even though the sour, thick liquid was soaking us, that neat freak Choi Si-baek only supported my trembling lower abdomen.

“Seeing you like this, I kind of, hoo, understand.”

I was doubly overwhelmed, trying to keep up with his body’s conversation and following Choi Si-baek’s inner voice.

“You don’t give me a break. Shit.”

“Hoo, ungh! Ungh! Ah!”

“Even if you finish quickly, huu, I’ll understand. It’s not because I’m not enough.”

“Ugh, ahh!”

“It’s not because I don’t like you either.”

I scratched the leather seat and arched my hips, crying out my climax.

Still, as if he was sorry for treating me like this, he came a little earlier than usual, turned me over, and met my eyes, then kissed my wet breasts. Just as if I provoked him again, he would fall into that trap, he looked like he was standing at the starting line of a long journey, ready to sprint at any moment. As if he would grab my hand tightly at any time, as if he would hold our fire all night, he looked at me as if he would bite my shoulders, reliving the impatience of the moment.

He kissed my cheek, replacing his rough breaths with a breathless whisper.

“Is there anything else you want for the wedding? Women’s language is hard to read between the lines, even if I try to prepare things myself.”

“I only need Choi Si-baek. What else do I need? That’s all the preparations.”

He hugged me, covered in our residue, with his happy hands.

The brilliant sunset was shining down on us.

<Blood Orange> End

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