PTT - 57

“Please put me down, sunbae. Quickly... ugh!”

“Haa. I won’t drop you, so relax. You’ll get hurt.”

Si-heon slipped his arms under her knees and lifted her up with a surge of strength. In an instant, Raon found herself suspended in the air, her fingertips fluttering in bewilderment.

He aligned the tip of his stiff, erect cock with her entrance. With a slight shift of his weight, he thrust his hips forward, and the thick head of his cock pierced deep inside her. Raon squeezed her eyes shut, letting out a sharp moan as she buried her face in Si-heon’s shoulder.

“Hngh, uh! Haah... It’s, it’s too deep...”

Perhaps it was the added weight, but the sensation was far more intense than when he’d entered her from behind. There was no escape, no way out. Clinging tightly to him, Raon helplessly cried out. Her flushed cheeks were already wet with tears.

It felt as if her body no longer belonged to her. The pleasure was so overwhelming that she feared she might break if he continued to thrust into her. A tingling sensation kept rising from her lower abdomen, and the insides of her thighs trembled slightly.

Like someone who only knew the words “too deep” and “good,” Raon repeated the same phrases over and over.

“Uhh, uh... It’s good, sunbae... I don’t think I can take any more...”

“Lift your head, hmph. I want to see you, Yeon-ah.”

Thick veins stood out on Si-heon’s forearms as he supported Raon’s knees. He smiled leisurely, tilting his head slightly to look at her. With each deep, powerful thrust, Raon gasped for breath, as if she couldn’t bear it. He took a step forward.

“Lean on me if you feel weak.”

Raon gasped as her back pressed against the cold wall. Only then could she lift her head and look down at his face. She bit her lip, trying to ignore the tears that soaked her shoulder.

“I’m scared I’m going to... hngh... go crazy. Please, put me down now, okay?”

“How are you going to go crazy? When you’re holding me so tight inside you like this?”

“Because it’s so good, I’m going... ah!”

Each time his large cock plunged into her tight depths, her stomach quivered. With relentless speed, he thrust into her, the sound of their flesh colliding echoing in the bathroom. The arms that clung to his neck grew weaker, driving her to the brink of madness.

Si-heon stepped out of the bathtub, still carrying Raon. With each step he took, his cock pressed against her most sensitive point, making her toes curl.

“Yeon-ah, you’re so full here.”

Si-heon sat her on the marble countertop next to the sink, pressing his fingertips gently against her flat stomach. He rubbed his fingers around her navel, whispering softly.

“I’ve changed my mind about letting you sleep tonight. What should I do?”

He wasn’t joking. Raon covered her eyes with the back of her hand, her breath coming in short gasps. She could vividly imagine her future, lying unconscious in a few hours, unable to move a finger. She squeezed him tightly, as if she could devour him, and whispered through clenched teeth.

“Don’t let me sleep. I don’t want to sleep either.”

Si-heon’s lips curved into a crescent moon at her provocative response. At the same moment, Raon’s vision blurred with pleasure.

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The intense sex continued for hours. Baek Si-heon explored Raon so thoroughly that he lost count of the number of times they climaxed after the third.

Si-heon gazed down at Raon, who had collapsed in exhaustion after showering, her hair still damp. A gentle smile played on his lips. She looked so lovely asleep in just her gown. A tender look settled in his dark eyes.

He pulled the thick blanket up to her chest and then headed to the kitchen. He wanted to prepare water for Raon, in case she woke up thirsty in the middle of the night.

As he filled the kettle with water, Si-heon rubbed his weary face. He had lost his reason and taken her, but there were still so many unresolved issues.

Checking the time with a tired expression, he heard the kettle click off. He mixed hot and cold water and placed the mug on the bedside table, a small gesture of consideration for her after her cries of pleasure over the past few hours.

“Umm…”

Raon shifted in her sleep, as if uncomfortable. A smile softened her usually cool features, as if she were defenseless. As he gently stroked her forehead and cheeks, Si-heon’s phone, lying on the bed, vibrated.

Buzz buzz. A call coming in after two in the morning could mean one of two things: a work call from his superior, or a call from someone who felt free to call him at any hour.

He quickly checked his phone, careful not to wake Raon, and frowned. The name ‘Min Youngnam’ was displayed in the center of the screen.

“Hoo…”

He couldn’t take the call in the bedroom where Raon was sleeping. He swiped the red ‘decline’ button and quietly got up, heading to his study.

The small study, about five pyeong, was lined with bookshelves on three sides. It contained books on various subjects, from criminology and psychology to business management. Despite his busy life as a National Intelligence Service (NIS) agent, he never neglected his reading.

He closed the door silently and sat down at his desk, pulling up his recent call list. He selected the top number, and after a few rings, Min Youngnam’s voice came through the speaker.

You’re more arrogant than I thought. You know how to hang up. “What is it at this hour?”

Have you found the answer to the question you asked yourself? Her voice was as deep and dignified as ever. Si-heon knew exactly what she was talking about without needing to ask. Min Youngnam had chosen him specifically because she was deeply involved in the cases Special Team 4 had been pursuing.

From the moment he received Bang Won-gyeol’s offer, Si-heon realized their power was far greater than he had imagined. Since then, he had withdrawn his trust from everyone at the NIS, except for two people.

He didn’t want to suspect Rock, Mabel, or Ray, but they were the ones capable of betraying him from the closest proximity. With his identity as a black agent exposed to Min Youngnam, Si-heon had to be wary of everyone.

Most importantly, he needed to identify the NIS personnel who had leaked classified information and the spies hidden within the organization. Therefore, Baek Si-heon took Min Youngnam’s hand without changing his expression. To break the enemy’s core, it was only natural to infiltrate their ranks.

“I think I have an idea. You could have chosen any of the other team members, but why me?”

You were unreachable. Where did you go?

Despite his question, she unilaterally posed another one. Si-heon rose from his desk chair and walked slowly. To deal with someone this formidable, he had to be careful with every word.

“Yes. To Russia.”

Purpose?

“You had a kingdom set up there. Is that your handiwork?”

Why did you rush back? You should have stayed a few more days.

“The Russian climate didn’t agree with me. So, shall I pave the way for you and Mayor Bang Won-gyeol?”

Min Youngnam’s intentions were clear. She wanted Cheon Seong-won, Kwak Seon-gi, and Cheonji Village to disappear from the NIS’s radar. She didn’t want Bang Won-gyeol’s name, the puppet master, to surface.

A low chuckle and a crashing sound came from the speaker. Was she breaking something? With cold, sunken eyes, Si-heon scanned the books on his shelves and swept his hair back.

It’s a wonder you haven’t been obstructing me. Let’s talk face to face. Come to Cheongdam within an hour.

“I still have no intention of being your lapdog.”

How long do you think I’ll wait? Exactly one hour.

She hung up with a unilateral announcement. Si-heon checked the time on his phone, his eyebrow slowly twitching. He was reluctant to leave Raon alone and go to Min Youngnam.

However, gaining the opponent’s trust was essential for the perfect execution of his operation. Si-heon put on his coat over his shirt and opened the study door, hoping Raon wouldn’t look for him in the early hours.

But that hope was shattered in less than a minute. As soon as he opened the door, Yu Raon’s face, whom he thought was asleep, came into view.

“…Yeon-ah?”