BR - 66

Pressed against each other without a gap, he devoured her lips.

Hot breath surged between their soft, yielding lips, then vanished.

“People are watching.”

“So what?”

So what, he says. How embarrassing...

But that thought was fleeting. It soon melted away with the kiss that made her body soften.

“I absolutely can’t stand it.”

“...Me neither.”

She didn’t remember how she had driven all the way to Seok-kyung’s house. She only remembered almost being devoured by him in the car.

“Were you waiting?”

Seok-kyung, who had slipped his fingers between her underwear, asked with a smirk.

They were still at the entrance, but already the buttons of her blouse had been torn off by his hands and lay scattered on the floor, and her pants were pulled down, awkwardly hanging around her knees.

“Hnng...”

Eun-chae arched her neck back and groaned at the sensation of his thick fingers scraping against her inner wall.

That nape belonged to Seok-kyung.

He bit and licked it hungrily, obsessively, then moved lower and gently nipped at the soft, rounded flesh.

“S-Seok-kyung-ssi... Let’s go inside... People might... Hng!”

“This is a floor where only I live anyway. There’s no one to hear.”

“B-But still...”

“Just once. Let’s do it just once and then shower together.”

“Hnng.”

Perhaps noticing that Eun-chae was muffling her sounds because she was still conscious of the outside, Seok-kyung suddenly scooped her up in his arms and headed for the bedroom.

As soon as he laid her on the bed, he pulled off her awkwardly dangling pants and buried his face between her legs.

“Wait a moment, Seok-kyung-ssi. Not yet... Hng!”

The tip of his pointed tongue pierced her sensitive flesh.

Haa- I can’t take it anymore.

He sucked with a lascivious sound, as if trying to inhale her completely, making Eun-chae’s mind go blank.

“Still thirsty.”

Suddenly, Seok-kyung grabbed a pillow and propped it under Eun-chae’s hips. With her lower body raised even higher than before, his tongue plunged deeper inside.

The sensation of his tongue moving inside, digging in, was always spine-tingling and dizzying, no matter how many times it happened.

“Ah, no...!”

Her body trembled violently, then went limp.

Only then did Seok-kyung lift his head, lick his wet lips, and toss aside the clothes he had been neatly wearing.

With the feeling of him sliding in, she tensed up.

“Ugh, relax.”

“But, it’s... hard.”

“Ugh, you really...”

Seok-kyung slightly furrowed his brow and thrust his hips.

He devoured her parted lips, haa, just like that.

As her mouth was stirred by his tongue and her lower body by his, her breathing gradually quickened, and excitement surged.

“You’re so beautiful.”

“Seok-kyung-ssi.”

“I realized why I was only angry now at the thought of another man holding you. I must have been somewhat conscious of you too.”

Seok-kyung said, as if a thought had suddenly struck him amidst his sweating.

“I didn’t realize it when our bodies were far apart, but I realized it after meeting you again in three years. I hate the thought of you showing this side of you under another man.”

“Hng, Seok-kyung-ssi. Stop, stop.”

Eun-chae shook her head at his increasingly intense movements, but Seok-kyung was busy twisting his waist and stimulating her further.

“How fortunate that I was your first. I will have you all to myself until the very end. Understand?”

“Yes. Only you, only you can ha-have me.”

Filled with excitement, Eun-chae’s eyelashes fluttered.

Everything he said was right.

She didn’t know how fortunate she was that he was the man who took her first. Moreover, being held only by him until the end felt good enough to die for.

He tightly gripped her waist with one hand and moved his body even more forcefully.

As if engraving his name not just on the surface but deep inside her wouldn’t be enough to satisfy her.

“Damn it.”

Seok-kyung’s forehead creased for a moment. He gritted his teeth with a strained expression, as if his climax was approaching.

Lying still and letting her body sway as he moved, she felt a tight clench below at the sight of his face.

The sight of her man being excited inside her. There was nothing more beautiful and stimulating than that.

“Come here.”

Seok-kyung embraced Eun-chae’s neck and lifted her slightly.

Eun-chae hugged his body.

As soon as their lips touched, he gently explored the inside of her mouth with his tongue.

They had embraced countless times, but nothing was better than a kiss.

A kiss that melted her heart like the first snow that had just fallen.

“Haa-, haa-”

“Hng-!”

With rough breaths, the two reached their climax simultaneously.

As their faces parted, Eun-chae, embarrassed by his gaze that stared intently down at her, blushed and turned her head away.

But Seok-kyung used his fingers to turn her chin back towards him.

“Let’s shower.”

He said, exhaling hot breath.

“Together.”

“Ah, Seok-kyung-ssi.”

He had just finished a passionate lovemaking session and should have been tired, but Seok-kyung, as if he still had energy left, suddenly scooped up Eun-chae in his arms.

With all the strength drained from her body, she barely managed to wrap her legs around his waist and hips, and clung to his neck with her arms as Seok-kyung gave a deep laugh.

“Don’t worry, I’ll do more even without that.”

“N-No, that’s not what I meant...”

“No, it is, it’s true.”

As soon as they reached the bathroom, he pressed her back against the wall and thrust himself back inside her.

Her lips, which had gasped, were swallowed by his again.

Having reached their peak just a minute or two ago, her now even more sensitive senses rippled with Seok-kyung’s movements.

She was so happy.

She was so happy that tears streamed down her face.

She didn’t know about anything else, she just wished she could be held by Seok-kyung like this for the rest of her life.

The worries that had made her push him away until now seemed trivial.

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Seok-kyung held and held Eun-chae throughout the night.

In the bathroom, he brought her to climax once before they showered, once while showering, and once after showering.

Returning to the bedroom, he held and held her again until the sheets were soaked.

The way Eun-chae swayed and trembled with his every move was so erotic that even after just releasing, he held her tightly again.

Only when the bluish light of dawn crept through the window and Eun-chae fainted, unable to take any more, did Seok-kyung stop.

Was he an animal?

Seok-kyung reproached himself as he looked at Eun-chae, who was asleep in his arms, her body marked with his traces.

It was a problem that he lost his reason like this whenever he held her.

He wiped the marks left on her body with tissues and a wet towel, then lay down beside her and carefully held her small body in his arms.

“Why are you so small?”

A sensation he had never felt before pressed down on his heart.

His heart ached at the thought of how he had driven this small, weak person away and made things so difficult for her.

Seok-kyung gently stroked Eun-chae’s disheveled hair with his hand.

Everything was going to be alright now.

Everything would be perfect if only she would stay by his side again, but his heart burned with thirst because she still delayed her answer.

Her long eyelashes caught his eye. Her small, sharp nose too. Her red lips, beautiful when she smiled.

He sighed softly, wanting to wake her up and hold her again, and held her a little tighter.

He pouted his lips in disappointment.

“I really want to have you...”

He looked down at her with a bitter smile.

“I can’t even hold you tightly because I’m afraid you’ll run away.”

He wondered if he had the right to say that after holding her so tightly until just now.

She was someone he wouldn’t have enough of even if he held her every night without sleeping.

Seok-kyung gave Eun-chae a short kiss on the forehead.

How could he have her completely?

With that concern in his mind, Seok-kyung finally fell asleep.

Meanwhile, not long after Seok-kyung fell asleep, Eun-chae opened her eyes.

She glanced up at him, who was sleeping soundly while holding her in his arms, and buried her face in his chest.

“I really want to have you... I can’t even hold you tightly because I’m afraid you’ll run away.”

Seok-kyung’s words, heard in her sleep, made her heart ache.

After their lovemaking, her reason returned, and she restrained herself from acting rashly.

Seok-kyung loved her anyway, so what else did she need?

But still, what if? What if they got married again and she was abandoned like before?

No, it wasn’t Seok-kyung’s fault.

Yes, it wasn’t Seok-kyung’s fault!

Eun-chae realized one thing and rubbed her face against Seok-kyung’s chest.

Listening to his pounding heartbeat, she realized that holding Seok-kyung, alive and breathing in this moment, was a miracle, and she vowed not to be foolish enough to let go of that miracle with her own hands.

To do that, there was one thing she needed to make sure of.

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Before entering the gallery, Eun-chae checked her reflection in the window again.

She had chosen the most decent-looking yet not overly expensive outfit among the clothes Seok-kyung had provided.

She had secretly found out Madam Cha’s location through Secretary Won without Seok-kyung’s knowledge, but now that she was actually here, she wondered if it was okay to come without an appointment.

But even if she tried to make an appointment, there was no way Madam Cha would agree to meet her.

She couldn’t believe how shocked she had been when she heard that it was Madam Cha who had injured Seok-kyung’s forehead before.

Madam Cha, who doted on her son, had actually made a wound on Seok-kyung’s face with her own hands.

That must mean she hated her that much, so Eun-chae braced herself.

It wasn’t difficult to find Madam Cha in the gallery. She was sitting in a lounge for VVIPs on one side of the hall, drinking tea.

The problem was that there was an unexpected person sitting across from her.

“How have you been, Mother?”

“You?”

“I apologize for coming without permission, but I have something to tell you.”

“Ha!”

Madam Cha put down her teacup on the table with a look of distaste.

“How dare you come here so carelessly?”

Joo-eun frowned and raised her voice.

When other guests in the gallery looked at her, she finally blushed and bit her lip.

Joo-eun, who valued her public image, would never raise her voice at Eun-chae in front of other guests.