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She didn’t know why he was calling her name in such a desperate voice. For a moment, her heart sank, and Ra-on tightly shut her eyes.
“Ra-on…”
Dokyung called her name repeatedly, urgently. He pressed his hardened lower body firmly against her abdomen, breathing hotly against the nape of her neck.
It wasn’t alcohol. Something was clearly wrong with him. Otherwise, his scorching body temperature and his unusual behavior couldn’t be explained.
He seemed to be barely holding something back.
Her throat, dry from tension, moved up and down heavily. A rough, suppressed voice escaped through her barely parted lips.
“…H-Han, Dokyung.”
At that moment.
“Huh!”
Ra-on’s waist jerked involuntarily.
A hand had slipped under her shirt and was now gripping her waist.
At the same time, a voice thick with desire let out a small laugh.
“That sounds nice.”
“…Ah!”
A reflexive moan escaped Ra-on’s lips as his hand slid up her spine.
Dokyung sighed, laughing softly.
The last thread of reason seemed to snap as Dokyung’s breath consumed Ra-on.
In an instant, the hand under her shirt pushed her bra up and grabbed her firm, perked breasts.
“Hng!”
A small moan vibrated in her throat, disappearing into Dokyung’s mouth.
His fingers rolled over her stiff nipples, pressing down firmly as if scraping against her sensitive spots. Each time he brushed over her most responsive areas, her slender body twitched repeatedly.
“Hah, ah, ngh!”
The hand tormenting her chest was relentless. Dokyung kneaded the soft flesh spilling out of her bra even more forcefully, exhaling hot breaths.
And each time, Ra-on, forgetting she was standing in the hallway, clung to Dokyung, trembling against his chest.
Her nerves felt paralyzed by the intense, entangled kiss.
At that moment, the tongue that had been sucking and biting inside her mouth pulled away with a wet sound.
“Huh…”
Their saliva stretched thin before breaking off.
Ra-on’s face, flushed and dazed from the kiss, was now a mess of saliva. Dokyung stared at her lips, now glistening with moisture, before lifting her up abruptly.
“Ah?!”
Ra-on, lifted into the air by her hips, clung to Dokyung’s shoulders in shock.
As he carried her inside, Dokyung’s lips brushed against her wide-open eyelids. His eyes were already unfocused, clouded with desire. Yet, his steps into the living room were steady, without a hint of hesitation.
His lips trailed down from her eyelids, over the bridge of her nose, and finally to the tip of her nose.
The movement felt almost reverent, causing Ra-on’s tightly shut eyelids to tremble.
Dokyung didn’t stop there. He licked the dip above her lips before gently biting her plump lips.
This wasn’t the greedy kiss from before. Instead of pushing his tongue into her parted lips, he simply pressed his lips against hers.
“…?”
Ra-on slowly opened her eyes.
The moment her gaze met his pitch-black eyes, she felt the softness of the couch beneath her. The familiar ceiling, the familiar surroundings.
Ra-on was now lying on the couch in the middle of the living room.
As her mind grew hazy, Ra-on blinked slowly. Dokyung, who had climbed on top of her, wasted no time, tossing his shirt aside.
His firm chest and well-defined muscles flexed dynamically with each heavy breath.
His hands moved quickly to strip Ra-on of her clothes.
In an instant, she was left in only her underwear. Ra-on shivered, quickly averting her gaze. The clock on the wall showed it was already 1:30 AM.
It was almost time for Hye-sung to return home from work.
“W-Wait. Just, just a moment, Han Dokyung, hng!”
Ra-on’s nose twitched as Dokyung’s fingers delved deep into her moistened core.
As if he had been waiting, Dokyung smiled at the way her walls clenched around his fingers.
His index and middle fingers scissored inside her, stretching her tight walls. When a third, and finally a fourth finger entered her, Ra-on twisted her body, swallowing her ragged breaths.
Each thrust of his thick fingers sent a tingling sensation through her lower abdomen. His fingers persistently targeted the spot that made her tremble.
“Huh, ah, ah!”
Uncontrollable moans spilled out as she failed to hold back the sudden stimulation. The thought of stopping him was long gone.
Her vision blurred as his fingers rolled her erect nipples. The fluorescent light above shattered into fragments through her tear-streaked eyes.
The more she clenched around his fingers, the faster his thrusts became.
Her already wet entrance was now thoroughly soaked.
“Huh, ah, hah!”
At some point, her thighs had spread wide open toward the ceiling. Dokyung stared intently at her glistening folds, now stretched around his four fingers.
At that moment, Dokyung’s fingers brushed against her swollen outer lips, causing Ra-on to curl her toes and tremble violently.
“Hng!”
For a split second, her vision flickered.
An overwhelming sensation swept through her entire body.
Dokyung’s face, which had been watching her climax with fascination, now pressed against her spread thighs.
“…?!”
Her wide eyes trembled like an earthquake as his lips found her hidden entrance.
At that moment, his rough tongue pushed aside her slick folds and licked upward. The intrusion was tight, as his fingers still filled her.
“Hih!”
Though she had slept with Dokyung multiple times, this was the first time he had teased her like this. Ra-on let out a sharp cry, reflexively grabbing his hair.
His tongue pressed firmly against her outer lips, licking and sucking before slowly pulling his fingers out. The fingers, now glistening with her juices, were soon coated in his saliva.
As her entrance clenched around emptiness, Dokyung immediately thrust his pointed tongue inside.
He licked and sucked at her wet folds, drinking in her arousal.
“Huh, ah, ah, no, hng!”
Ra-on’s grip on his hair tightened, and her spread thighs trembled.
The filthy movements continued for a while. His lips, attached to her entrance, made obscene noises as if savoring something delicious.
“Hng, ngh, uhh…”
When Dokyung finally lifted his head, Ra-on was crying, overwhelmed by the unfamiliar stimulation.
His lips, now glistening with her fluids, were something she never wanted to see.
“Ha.”
Her heaving breasts swayed obscenely with each breath, clouding his vision.
His face, devoid of any reason, now bit down on her bouncing breasts.
At the same time.
“Hah!”
Ra-on’s back arched.
A pain akin to being split in two surged through her as Dokyung’s cock slid effortlessly into her soaked entrance.
The sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoed as he buried himself to the hilt in one thrust.
“Ha, ah, hah, ah…!”
As Dokyung thrust upward, he rolled her swaying breasts in his mouth, biting her nipples mercilessly.
It felt like her entire body was being torn apart. From head to toe, there wasn’t a single part of her that remained untouched. Each time a broken moan escaped her lips, Dokyung’s movements grew more violent.
The force of his thrusts grew stronger. Ra-on couldn’t help but think that his massive cock might pierce through her abdomen.
“Hng, ah, ah… hng!”
In the midst of her daze, Ra-on grabbed Dokyung’s large hand, which was gripping her chest.
“I-I’m, hng, scared, ngh, hng…!”
Tears streamed down her cheeks—whether from pleasure or fear, she couldn’t tell.
“N-No, hng, stop, ngh, ah…!”
“Stop?”
Dokyung muttered as if he had heard something absurd. The speed of his thrusts increased sharply at that moment.
There was no mercy in his movements. His face, now twisted into a menacing expression, showed no trace of reason. His eyes gleamed with unrestrained desire.
The force of his thrusts grew more intense. Even as she said no, her inner walls clenched around him, stimulating his length. Dokyung exhaled sharply.
His mind boiled with insatiable desire.
[I was stupid to trust a thug like you.]
How can I keep you by my side so you can’t run away? Even if you say you hate me, I can’t let you go.
Ra-on. Ra-on. Ra-on.
Dokyung laughed cruelly.
How could I ever let you go? Huh?
Just as her vision began to blur, Ra-on’s eyes shot open, and she twisted her body.
The cock buried inside her twitched. The tip of his cock swelled, locking itself inside her walls.