45. Tempt Me, I’ll Give In

Instead of heading to her officetel, the car carrying the two of them turned onto a secluded road. Even after the car stopped and the engine was turned off, Jisoo, lost in deep thought, didn’t notice for a long time.

When she lifted her face, now accustomed to the quiet darkness, she met Taeha’s eyes, which were staring intently down at her. It was the same gaze that had intertwined with hers countless times at the dinner table today.

“Are we... going to do it here?”

Jisoo asked in a low, husky voice, looking around at the dark surroundings. When she raised her head, wondering why Taeha wasn’t answering, she was met with a cold expression.

She almost asked if he thought she only thought about that, but stopped herself. It was partly true, and she didn’t want to deny the pleasure she derived from it.

“You said you didn’t like it in the car because it was uncomfortable, didn’t you?”

“That’s true... but if you want to, go ahead.”

Jisoo, looking down at her own pale hand with a reluctant expression, clenched her fist tightly. If her intention was to make Taeha lose his arousal by making him feel the dirty sensation of forcing her, it was quite successful.

Taeha grabbed Jisoo’s hand and entered a nearby hotel.

“Have you changed your route to being obedient? Do you want to become a full-fledged mistress?”

Jisoo, who had gripped her trembling hand tightly and then released it, slowly untied the ribbon of her blouse. She hadn’t signed a contract like Kang Yuri, but being a sex partner, mistress, or concubine suited her roles quite well. She had performed her duties properly so far.

She loosened the blouse ribbon and undid the buttons one by one. Even in the darkness, her pale skin shone. As the tightly closed gap widened, Taeha’s breath became rough and disordered.

“There’s no need to try to change. I’ve always been like this.”

Jisoo bit the inside of her lip painfully, tense as the deep eyes that seemed to see through her soul swirled.

“Actually, when I was on the phone earlier, Kang Yuri was in front of me. Perhaps because of me, you might get in trouble with the director...”

Taeha wrapped his arms around Jisoo’s trembling waist and brought her closer. Seeing her glistening skin, his mind turned white with a dizzying sensation.

“That’s right, it’s all because of Han Jisoo. Because I’m going crazy for you, because I have no choice but to hold you, wet because of me, even if it’s uncomfortable.”

Jisoo nodded, her head lowered, then raised her gaze. A large hand lifted her skirt, caressing her smooth thighs and reaching her intimate area. Every place his hand touched seemed to ignite with a tingling spark.

“So, tempt me. I’ll give in, as much as you want.”

She became flushed from the touch that toyed with the center of her stockings on the inside of her thighs. Her slender waist writhed and began to tremble.

“Tell me you want to hold me, that it’s okay to go all the way.”

A hurried hand pulled down the blouse draped over Jisoo’s shoulders. Taeha’s hot lips descended along her soft curves.

“Do it, now. Hold me.”

Taeha’s lips went down below her shoulders, to the swollen, wet area. The stifling air grew hot. When she held Taeha, when the narrow interior was filled with him like this, childish rebelliousness and guilt disappeared.

Just holding Taeha made her feel like the ruler of the world. Enjoying her arrogance, Jisoo raised her hand and ran her fingers through his thick hair.

“Uhh, haah.”

Jisoo let out a soft moan as he fully took her tender flesh. Soon, Taeha tore her stockings, and her legs, spread wide, were placed on the windowsill and his shoulders.

The moment he aligned their entrances, the intense stimulation that surged in was unbearable, and she covered her mouth with the back of her hand, but he quickly stopped her. Taeha gathered Jisoo’s hands, which were annoyingly obstructing him, and secured them behind her back.

When he pulled her hands strongly, Jisoo’s waist curved in a graceful line. In that moment, the two of them, perfectly aligned, were one.

Goosebumps rose on her smooth, white skin. Was everything that came from this beautiful person’s body so cute and lovely? Taeha licked her reddened inner thighs and the prominent skin.

“Let go of my hands.”

He looked at Jisoo, curious about her pleading intention. Jisoo, who had been groaning, opened her mouth, focusing her half-closed eyes, which were filled with pleasure.

“I... want to touch you too, Taeha.”

When he released her hands, she gently caressed Taeha’s eyelids, cheeks, and the lips that bore her marks.

“Don’t you want to touch anywhere else? Another place on my body?”

Jisoo, realizing the meaning behind his coaxing, lowered her head and shook it. Taeha grabbed her small chin and smiled. There was a devilish mischief in his softly curved lips.

“Think carefully before you answer.”

“I don’t want to.”

“Who asked about your likes, dislikes, or preferences?”

“I can’t, I can’t do it.”

She knew she couldn’t do it, but she found him annoying for asking and demanding an answer.

“How do you know you can’t when you don’t even know what I’m going to ask you to do?”

Taeha pushed his hips, fitting tightly inside her. Jisoo’s body swayed from the overwhelming pleasure that filled her, and she wrapped her arms around Taeha’s neck.

“Bend your knees a little more and sit down.”

It was a demand for an even deeper connection, but Jisoo obeyed Taeha, putting pressure downwards and sitting. The moment they were perfectly joined as one, Taeha grabbed Jisoo’s waist and pressed her down.

Even the breaths that escaped when he touched her most intimate spot were sweet. There was no doubt that everything that came from Jisoo’s body was delicious.

Taeha swallowed his dry saliva, trying hard not to moan, kissed Jisoo’s trembling neck, and then bit her tender flesh hard.

“Heuk. Ahh,”

“Who told you to hold back?”

Growling against her soft skin, Jisoo’s body trembled. Taeha wrapped one arm around her slender waist and pulled her closer. Even though he couldn’t go any deeper, the beast that wanted to possess all of Jisoo plunged in fiercely.

Two bodies, aiming for the same place, burned hotly towards ecstasy. The heat of the dark night continued until dawn, and the afterglow of their rough writhing flowed into Jisoo. On that night of complete union, a particularly sparkling star shone on the two of them for a long, long time.

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He thought Jisoo was similar to a pure white candle melting smoothly. He had brought her to the officetel to let her sleep comfortably for at least two hours, but it was a mistake based on overconfidence. He ended up holding her while washing her in the bathroom, and then embracing her again after laying her on the bed. That was the second time.

He was a beastly bastard, a person far removed from conscience, but looking back with good intentions, it was honestly no different from him bringing it on himself. He held Jisoo several times every day, and today was the first time he had seen her in days. It was only natural for a rutting beast whose special area hardened as if it would break just by brushing against Jisoo’s swaying hair.

If Jisoo gave him permission, even now, he could...

Taeha lifted his limp arm in regret and kissed his fingers. He put her still fingertips, which had no strength left to wiggle, into his mouth and nibbled on them.

“Heuht.”

His soft tongue entered three segments of her fingers, as if to swallow them. Jisoo repeatedly opened and closed her drowsy eyes.

Taeha, who had arbitrarily devoured the sleeping person’s fingers, climbed onto the bed. He was about to pull down the loose pajamas he had put on Jisoo but stopped. He felt like her fragile body would break if he held her like this. It was a moment when Cha Taeha’s chick-pee-sized conscience was activated.

He should have fed her a hearty meal.

“This is a serious side effect, what happens when you neglect a beast.”

Taeha gently brushed back Jisoo’s disheveled hair. Her cheeks and neck were hot, as if she had a fever. His large hand diligently explored her neck and sides.

“I’m fine.”

“You have a fever, what do you mean you’re fine?”

Taeha got off the bed and busily rummaged through all the drawers in the bedroom. Then he found painkillers and brought them back with water.

“Won’t your stomach hurt if you take medicine on an empty stomach?”

“Of course. You’re talking like you’ve never taken a pill before.”

“Maybe. Your lips look swollen too.”

“This...”

The two of them looked at each other with the same thought. It was the look of a pursuer facing the culprit who had thoroughly bitten and sucked their lips.

Feeling awkward, Taeha got up from the bed and recalled the location of anything edible in the officetel. It was a space that existed solely for spending time with Jisoo and had no function other than sex.

“Can you be alone for a moment? I’ll go buy something to eat.”

Taeha said, stroking the small face buried in the soft pillow. Every time, he felt like he wanted to put Jisoo in his pocket like a doll and carry her around.

“I’m really fine... maybe it’s because I’m close to my period. Women’s body temperature can rise then.”

Taeha, who had casually taken off his comfortable T-shirt, looked down at Jisoo. Jisoo, who had pulled the blanket up to her nose, blinked her large eyes.

She knew that his physique and strength were overwhelming, but seeing him with her own eyes in the bright light made her hands and feet tingle. Moreover, Taeha’s abs and firm chest were now clearly marked with red nail scratches. Even the red marks looked like sexy badges.

Her ears flushed, and Jisoo unconsciously fanned herself with her hand. Only then did he realize that she wasn’t feverish from pain and sat on the edge of the bed, relieved.

It was like a thief with a guilty conscience; he was so sensitive because he thought he might have hurt her by pushing her too hard.

Jisoo’s nose tingled at the gentle and warm touch that caressed her. If she leaned towards Taeha, she would have to draw a cruel knife herself.

“I hope you get tired of me and let me go before the engagement, or I’ll abandon you.”

The hand that had been caressing her soft skin paused for a moment and then continued its lingering movements. His deep, dark eyes were unreadable. Jisoo looked at him, who didn’t answer, and grabbed his wrist.

“If it’s because of my period, is today a risky day?”

Jisoo blinked, unable to understand the intention of his sudden question.

“What should I do? I came inside you earlier.”

His face, frozen white with shock, was a sight to behold. Taeha suppressed his laughter and tapped Jisoo’s blushing cheeks, warning her gently.

“I’ve never had enough of you to get tired of you, and if you get pregnant, you’ll have no reason to abandon me, so that’s fine too. Don’t you think?”