LUST - 4

04. Affairs of the Heart

Yeon-seok lit a cigarette and took a deep drag. He carelessly unbuttoned a couple of his shirt buttons and put his feet up on the office table. The sofa creaked softly as he moved.

Chairman Yoon had called, asking if he wanted to join him for a drink at the office. He’d stayed there filling a seat until past midnight.

Was Song Na-yeon asleep? Well, what time was it? He recalled her moaning with ecstatic eyes throughout their sex. He’d heard from Seong-shik that she had an ex-boyfriend she’d dated for about two years. And because her father was sick, Song Na-yeon had been going back and forth between the hospital and school. It was around that time that her only half-brother had disappeared as well.

Did Song Na-yeon press her body against that bastard like that too, moaning and swaying her hips? Displeasure surged unexpectedly and abruptly.

He could feel Seong-shik, who was standing with his head bowed behind him, glancing at him repeatedly.

“My back is getting holes in it.”

“I-I’m sorry, sir.”

Yeon-seok’s eyes fell on the lighter on the table. He remembered Na-yeon carefully handing it to him, wondering when she had picked it up again after he’d left it at the bar.

Anyway, from the moment he first met her, when she looked at him with those big, clear eyes, she was a woman who strangely grated on his nerves. Leaving the room salon, her eyes, brimming with tears, bothered him. That face, with her lips pressed tightly together as if she wanted to cry, kept disturbing his thoughts, popping into his head whenever he had a moment.

He instructed Seong-shik to look into the motel. He’d received a report that the motel room had been a mess after a man had been there, and that Song Na-yeon had disappeared after that. She had a family history that wasn’t particularly complicated, but it wasn’t smooth either. At its center was her brother, Song Tae-sung, who shared their father’s blood.

He rolled the unlit cigarette between his fingers before giving Seong-shik an order.

“Keep a close eye on Song Na-yeon.”

“Yes, don’t worry.”

“That bastard Song Tae-sung...”

“I spared his life as you instructed.”

“Good.”

Yeon-seok leaned his head back for a moment and closed his eyes.

He still felt like he could smell Song Na-yeon’s scent on his body. He remembered the look in her eyes as he left her in the room.

“When I leave...”

“I’ll lock up well. Don’t worry.”

Her lips were swollen. Yeon-seok recalled Na-yeon’s voice, as if he could still hear it even with his eyes closed. His mind and body were in turmoil. Song Na-yeon, who had suddenly appeared in his life, was the cause. What a nuisance she was. But he couldn’t even get angry.

As he raised his upper body, Seong-shik, understanding his intention to go home, quickly approached him.

Even though he had relieved himself quite satisfactorily earlier, his lower body was now erect. Was it because he had thought of Song Na-yeon again?

He let out a hollow laugh.

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Na-yeon was looking through the papers she had organized with her professor for the last time when her phone caught her eye. She never thought she’d find it again, but both her phone and wallet had been returned. And two nights ago...

“Na-yeon-ah.”

Na-yeon’s head snapped up at the whispered words in her ear. It was Mina from the next study room.

“Let’s go out. For a coffee.”

She picked up her phone and wallet and stood up. She bought a simple coffee and a piece of cake and sat down at the cafe. Even though it was vacation, there were many people preparing for jobs.

“What? You found your phone? Didn’t you say you were pickpocketed?”

“I thought so, but it was there.”

“What is it?”

Mina stretched languidly, as if tired from studying.

“Aren’t you really going to try a blind date?”

“That, fashion design guy?”

“Yeah. It’s such a waste. He’s really handsome.”

“No thanks. I’m okay.”

She sipped the steaming coffee. She clearly remembered that even while they were having sex and he received a call, he had told whoever was on the other end that he would be there soon, but after they finished, she seemed to have fallen asleep exhausted in his arms for quite a while. She had held his stiff cock inside her, which showed no sign of cooling down.

When she vaguely mentioned that she had lost his business card, he took her phone without a word and typed in his number. He probably knew that Tae-sung had taken it. Still, she asked for another business card. Na-yeon crossed her legs as she drank her coffee. Her lower, private area was still numb, and she had tossed and turned all night.

“What are you thinking so deeply about?”

“Oh, nothing...”

“Should we call Senior Sang-yoon too? For coffee.”

“Let’s just drink and go back. We’re going back soon anyway.”

“You’re uncomfortable with senior, aren’t you.”

“Huh?”

“Well, I’m not completely comfortable with him either. We became close because of Ha Tae-min, but you and Tae-min senior didn’t end things well...”

“Senior Sang-yoon likes me.”

“...What?”

A clearly negative reaction followed immediately. How could he do that to his friend’s ex-girlfriend? Wasn’t he a complete opportunist? She couldn’t agree or disagree with those words.

“Well, when Ha Tae-min was chasing after you, you dumped him so coldly. But Sang-yoon senior isn’t a bad person. He must have been angry watching it all. So, what did he say?”

“He said he was sorry.”

“Good. It’s better to meet someone completely different from Ha Tae-min. Graduation is coming up soon anyway.”

She agreed with that. That’s why she had rejected Sang-yoon even though she knew he wasn’t a bad person.

“I should finish my self-introduction letter when I get home today.”

“Let’s go home together later.”

“Okay.”

Na-yeon fiddled with the wallet on the table. The business card she had received again was inside. Why did she take it? It was just a one-time thing, a one-night stand, wasn’t it? Since they weren’t lovers, it was either a one-night stand or a sex partner. But since they hadn’t made any plans for the future, it was probably more accurate to call it a one-night stand.

“It’s your favorite strawberry mousse cake. Why aren’t you eating it?”

Na-yeon barely touched the cake Mina offered her. Strangely, she couldn’t concentrate on studying or the cake.

She left the campus cafe and headed back to the library. As she walked through the dark campus, a familiar car came into view. The man leaning against the car with his arms crossed was also familiar. A man in a suit. Their eyes met in the darkness. Na-yeon turned Mina, who was walking beside her.

“Huh?”

“I got a call, so go on ahead.”

“Okay. I’ll be right in.”

Mina nodded and walked towards the library, disappearing from view.

Na-yeon slowly approached Yeon-seok. There was no proof that he had come to see her, but it didn’t seem likely that he knew anyone else at the university. Seong-shik, who was always like a shadow beside him, was also nowhere to be seen.

“What are you looking for?”

“Oh, I don’t see Seong-shik...”

He straightened up from leaning against the car, a slight frown creasing his brow.

“Disappointed that the person you were expecting didn’t come?”

“No, it’s not that. It’s just that he’s always with you.”

“Do you miss him? I can call him. Tell him to stand guard like that day...”

“Oh, no. That’s not what I meant.”

“Is that so? If that’s what you meant, I was about to be disappointed.”

Even as he lifted his lips in a jest, he gestured with his chin for her to get in the back seat. He was a person who seemed warm yet cynical. The man who had been bothered by her in the room salon enough to come all the way to her school, yet thrust his cock into her as if he were hacking at something. It was hard to figure out how to react to that contrast.

Her head was shoved into the seat. Like an animal, with only her buttocks raised, her vagina was being sucked. He buried his mouth in her hole and drank her juices as if he hadn’t had a drop of water in days. Every time the papillae of his tongue swirled around her opening, her breath hitched. Even though it was just his tongue, her head spun as if she were suffocating.

Every time his tongue probed inside like a tentacle, rubbing against her sensitive flesh, she felt like she was gushing juices like a spring. She knew it wasn’t just a feeling. Her vaginal opening was spewing sticky fluid, enough to make the area around his lips wet. Na-yeon subtly pushed her hips down, pressing her perineum against his face buried there.

“Hnn... Director... mmm...”

As she desired, he deeply sucked her inner flesh without breaking contact, letting out a thick groan. The stimulating sound made Na-yeon not forget to spread her own opening with both hands. He was being kind, rubbing his lips against her entrance, then slowly pushing and rubbing her labia with the tip of his tongue. A wet, smacking sound echoed.

“My hands are losing strength.”

Even as Na-yeon widened her entrance, she said something different with her mouth.

“Somewhere else, hnn, go...”

“Is it because we’re in front of the school, huh?”

His mockery was ruthless. Every time she heard the sound of students passing by outside the car, she kept shrinking back.

“Did you let some other bastard eat you out here while I was gone?”

“...No.”

“Your pussy’s wet even though I haven’t put anything in.”

“Please don’t say things like that.”

“It seems like those words are making you even more excited, though?”

This man, who didn’t care at all about her pleas, just kept staring at her wet vaginal opening. He plunged a finger deep inside her. Her lower hole, remembering the night before last, tightened and lifted as if it was dying to feel even that one finger.

“I came to see if you were swollen, but it’s not as bad as I thought.”

This shouldn’t be happening, but the inside he had stirred up felt hot. It was itchy. This meant she wanted him, or more precisely, his cock that he had put inside her that day. This was dangerous. Had she been this thirsty for sex?

“You’re so lewd, how have you been holding back all this time?”

He openly sneered as he pulled his finger out. She heard the sound of him sucking the thick fluid off his long finger.

He helped her put on her panties, which had been pulled down to her knees. The man who hugged her waist and sat her up on the seat was quite gentle. She found it hard to meet his face, flushed crimson with excitement and pleasure, so she turned her head, and he chuckled again.

“You shake your ass so eagerly when you’re enjoying it, but you’re completely different when it’s over.”

He put a cigarette in his mouth as if he had been holding back. Na-yeon quickly pulled down the dress that had ridden up to her stomach. She hadn’t intended to wear a dress for this. As she stared blankly at him smoking, he lowered the window halfway and then turned his gaze to her.

“Why? Ah, didn’t we kiss?”

“...We did. Before.”

He had kissed her until her lips were chapped before pulling down her panties, yet he asked so nonchalantly.

“Before what?”

“......”

“Don’t you remember? Are you the only one who’s going to remember?”

“Before you did it with your mouth.”

He blew out smoke, making a whooshing sound. What was so amusing?

“Our college girl, have you been studying hard?”

“...I was trying to, but you held me back. And I took my exams. Now I’m busy preparing for job applications. I’m busy, but Director, you held me...”

“Who was it that eagerly spread their legs and rubbed against me, saying they liked it?”

She should just keep quiet. Na-yeon watched his hair flutter in the breeze. The night before last, his hair, wet with sweat and shaking, had a pleasant scent. A man’s scent.

“I’ll take you home, so go get your bag.”

“I can go alone.”

“Do you really think I’m just going to take you home?”

Then why? She almost asked but closed her mouth. His tone was mixed with a gentleness that didn’t suit someone interrogating. Na-yeon quickly got out of the car and walked to the library. Entering the reading room, she remembered Mina saying they should go home together after she got her bag, so she went into the adjacent reading room.

She saw Mina with her head in her hands. She tapped her shoulder gently, and Mina looked up with hollow eyes.

“Going?”

“Yeah. I have someone I need to meet briefly, so I have to go first.”

Leaving behind a disappointed Mina, she hurried out of the library. As soon as she exited, she was immediately met with his car. The man sitting in the driver’s seat with his arms crossed seemed to be lost in thought. Was it okay to get in the passenger seat? She grabbed the door handle and hesitated for a moment, but then he turned his head. Na-yeon took their eye contact as permission and got into the passenger seat.

His scent filled the car. His body odor, the same one from when they had sex. It didn’t seem like he had sprayed perfume separately like that day. While Na-yeon was quietly lost in thought, he immediately turned the steering wheel and drove out of the campus.

Na-yeon opened the door and went into the room, first laying out the blanket on the floor. Unlike their first meeting, he politely took off his shoes and followed her inside. He didn’t barge through the door like Seong-shik had. She had laid out the blanket because he had said he couldn’t sit on the bare floor, but he didn’t sit down right away and instead loosened his tie.

“What, you want to do it as soon as we get here?”

“...You said you can’t sit on the bare floor. I have things I was doing, so I need to finish organizing. But why... all the way here...?”

He placed the loosened tie on the desk and naturally unbuttoned the button below his neck.

“What do you mean, all the way here? This is my room.”

“Huh?”

Come to think of it, he had left a large sum of money, saying he was staying for an extended period. Even if she wanted to return it, the money had already gone to Tae-sung. So, even if she had a mouth, she had nothing to say. She had things she needed to finish, so she had to concentrate. She turned her head away from him as he took off his watch and opened her bag. She placed the almost finished papers, her laptop, and job application forms on the desk.

To avoid paying attention to him as much as possible, she consciously stared only at her laptop like a broken robot. She was typing without even turning her head, but the tie lying to one side kept bothering her.

Na-yeon finally closed the papers she had been looking at. With a man of such undeniable presence in the same room, there was no way she could focus on her papers or her self-introduction letter.

She organized the things she had been looking at and stood up. The man lying on her pillow, with only the button below his neck undone on his shirt, had his eyes closed. Was he really planning to sleep here?

The room with a private bathroom in this motel was the one she was using, the owner’s room. That’s why she remembered him washing his hands in the bathroom on their first day. Na-yeon took a quick shower and put on her sleep dress. Mi-joo had given it to her as a gift, saying she had bought it at the market recently. It was faux mink, but it was quite fluffy and nice.

“......”

Na-yeon came out of the bathroom and closed the window, quietly looking at the side table below it.

She usually didn’t wear underwear when she slept, but since there was a very dangerous man next to her today, she probably should wear panties. It felt stuffy.

After a moment’s hesitation, she chose the most comfortable-looking pair, put her legs in, and quickly pulled them up. Then, she quietly approached him, who had his eyes closed.

She didn’t know if he had lain down knowing this room was a studio. Then where was she supposed to sleep? Well, she had already done worse than this with him, so lying side-by-side in one room was nothing. He seemed to be fast asleep already.

She took out an extra pillow, placed it next to him, and turned off the light. If it was too dark, it might be difficult to leave later. Na-yeon hesitated for a moment, then got up and turned on the small bedside lamp at her feet before returning to her spot. It was a light she kept on when it rained heavily or when there was thunder.

She didn’t lie down again and lingered on the bedding for a while like a lost person, but there was nowhere else to sleep. Na-yeon lay down next to him, covered herself with the blanket, and carefully draped her blanket over him as well, since he was sleeping without one.

Was it going to rain again? She heard the sound of small raindrops pattering against the window. Fortunately, the rain was light, as if it would stop soon. She subtly moved a little closer to him. Still, it was nice not to be afraid of rain or snow when he was there.

She was about to close her eyes, following his lead, when a strange sound came from the next room.

“Aah, hnn, ahn!”

Excited and agitated moans. It seemed Mi-joo was with her new sex partner. Why did it have to be today? She opened her eyes, which she had tightly closed. Mi-joo often did this. But listening to Mi-joo’s private life alone was completely different from listening to it with this man lying next to her. That’s how it felt.

Once it started, it usually lasted quite a while. Falling asleep quickly was the only way to avoid this awkward situation.

Out of habit, she turned to lie on her side, but her eyes met Yeon-seok’s, who had turned to face her.

“Kyaa!”

“Shh...”

He covered her mouth, telling her to be quiet, a subtle smile playing on his lips. His sharply angled eyes curved gently.

“You’re going to ruin the mood in the next room because of you. You need to be quiet.”

“Weren’t you asleep?”

Well, with the next room being that noisy, it would be stranger if he had fallen asleep peacefully.

“You should go home and sleep comfortably. The soundproofing here isn’t very good.”

Mi-joo’s moans were quite loud. Na-yeon tried to go back to sleep, ignoring the sounds, but because they were facing each other, she kept making eye contact with him. He wrapped his arm around Na-yeon’s waist and pulled her closer. Naturally, his hand slipped inside her dress and grabbed her breast, kneading it. Was it because her period was just a few days away? Even the slightest graze of her nipples made her legs twist and her vulva tingle.

“Ah...”

“Looks like you prefer being touched to being sucked.”

His voice, muttering as if he had just realized something, was dangerously low. That’s why she couldn’t push him away. He trapped her nipple between his fingers and gently rolled it, letting out a rough breath.

“If you keep touching me... I’ll get wet.”

“You’re already wet.”

Actually, her lower region had been damp ever since he had wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her closer. What had he even done? Why did she get wet just from his touch? On top of that, Mi-joo’s loud moans kept reminding her of what had happened in the car earlier.

“Ah, my cock hurts too much from standing.”

Na-yeon blinked, not understanding his words at once. So, the situation inside his pants was... The blanket had long since been pushed down. He seemed frustrated as he undid his belt buckle and lowered his zipper. Even just looking at his drawers, she could clearly feel the prominent bulge of his cock, which had been suppressed beneath his suit. His fly was also damp and messy.

“Why are you looking at me so lewdly? It’s not like you’ve never seen a man’s cock before.”

“...Because it’s ridiculously big.”

“What?”

Na-yeon coolly pretended she hadn’t said anything and subtly turned her head, biting her lip.

“You think I’m a joke, don’t you.”

The way he narrowed his eyes as if he was exasperated and asked made her feel a chill. Na-yeon slowly shook her head. There was no way. She had become a little more comfortable with him, but just seeing a man like Seong-shik groveling helplessly...

“You were the one who gladly put it in with your own hand, and now you’re saying that? I’m hurt.”

His tone wasn’t hurt at all. On the contrary, he was even smiling. At first, she had definitely started things with him thinking only about sex. Was she really this driven by lust? Being close to him like this kept bringing up strange thoughts. She was reminded again of the tingling sensation when she had that big, hard thing inside her.

“Different from how you look, your waist movements are no joke.”

He mocked her openly, propping his head up on his hand while lying on his side. Anyway, his lower body and his mouth were both equally outrageous.

“I didn’t do that with the person I dated before. He wasn’t animalistic during sex like you, Director, and it was more like a caring, loving, almost platonic...”

They had started having sex later than other couples. Almost platonic love, she thought, which made her laugh even as she recalled it, but that’s how it was in her memory. At least in her memory. That’s why it was even harder to forget. Afraid of saying something foolish, Na-yeon shut her mouth.

“Is that so? So much caring and love that he dumped you and left? With another woman by his side?”

“I know. He’s a bad guy. It’s been over for a long time anyway. Well, we’re nothing to each other anymore.”

She made it clear that she no longer had feelings for that person. The fact that she had longed for such a man until recently made her feel miserable.

She had nothing to say even if he sneered. Anyone could see he was a bad guy. It was her first love, so the wound was just healing slowly. The nights she had resented him with a mix of love and hate, crying after he left, were now over.

Na-yeon, who had been quietly looking down with her eyes closed, slowly raised her head, a question forming in her mind.

“But how did you know? Did you investigate me?”

“Yeah.”

“Why? Last time, you acted like I might have investigated you. You did, remember?”

She even imitated him awkwardly, making him lower his head and laugh.

“Don’t come crying like a cow being dragged to the slaughterhouse. Do you have my business card, still?”

“The new one you gave me? ...Yes.”

Na-yeon, who had already sat up, answered his question softly. He just propped his head up and looked at her without saying anything.

“Do you want me to show it to you?”

“It’s okay.”

He lightly dismissed her question, laid his head back on the pillow, and let out a long breath. He put his arm under his head and lay on his back, then gestured with his chin for her to lie down next to him quickly.

But... no matter how much she thought about it, that bothered her.

“Are you really going to sleep like this?”

It was already big and distracting, and with it erect and his belt buckle undone, the thick bulge between his pants kept bothering her, so she cleared her throat and spoke, glancing at it.

“Someone who said they liked platonic love seems bothered by a man’s erect cock?”

He didn’t seem to have the slightest intention of hiding his grotesquely erect lower region. Couldn’t he at least cover it up, or put the blanket over it? Of course it was distracting.

“Haang, ah, hnn.”

The next room was still in the midst of a physical battle. There was nowhere to look. Her panties were already soaked, and if she lowered her gaze just a little more, there was his obviously erect cock. Even though it was hidden under his pants, it wasn’t a size that could be ignored just because it was covered by a piece of cloth.

But if she raised her gaze, there was his face openly staring at her, and through the open buttons, she could see his firm chest. Her gaze wandered aimlessly, but she couldn’t understand how he could be so relaxed.

“Can’t you turn over and sleep?”

“You liked my big dick, you were moaning and twisting your hips that night, and now you’re suddenly shy?”

He mimicked the words she had said that night, a smirk on his face that seemed to have been born without a trace of embarrassment.

“You can just turn over and sleep.”

“Ah.”

She let out a foolish exclamation. She turned her body to face the wall and lay back down on the blanket. The current situation, where she had to close her eyes next to Cha Yeon-seok with Mi-joo’s moans as a lullaby, was ridiculous.

As she reached to pull the blanket that had slipped down to her feet, the musky scent that had been bothering her all along clung to her back. A warm tongue traced her nape, then greedily sucked at her soft skin, causing a commotion. At the same time, a hand slipped inside her pajamas and slowly took off her panties.

Slowly, so slowly that she couldn’t tell if he was taking them off or just touching her, he wrapped the panty string around his hand and caressed her buttocks. A hot breath escaped her lips at the touch of his hand stroking one of her cheeks.

“Hnn... ah, no...”

“Our college girl is so bad at lying, I like it.”

His voice wrapped around her ear. All she could see was the wall, but her body felt otherwise. Before she knew it, his hand had moved down to her groin, and she felt a wet tongue licking her ear. With her vision limited, she couldn’t hide the feeling of being even more aroused. All five of her senses were directed towards Cha Yeon-seok.

“Do you usually masturbate while listening to the sounds of the next room having sex?”

“...No, I don’t.”

Before she knew it, the panties he had taken off were awkwardly hanging below her hips. His hand swiftly parted her pubic hair and entered the wet, dripping hole.

“Aahn!”

“How else would you be this wet if not for that?”

Na-yeon closed her mouth, not wanting to correct him that it wasn’t because of the next room’s sounds but because he was touching her.

His chuckling voice as he asked was quite cruel. The truth was, they weren’t even lovers. Mi-joo had said that’s how you move forward, but she felt like her judgment was becoming clouded. It had been like that ever since she met him.

“You’re really beating around the bush when you want me to put it in, aren’t you.”

“...I have something to do at school tomorrow morning. Today’s not going to work...”

Her words, spoken with his fingers inside her hole, were bold. In another sense, it was also a provocation.

Aaaahn!

Mi-joo reached her climax. Her panting, ragged breaths could be heard.

Squish, squish. The sound of water was thick below, where she was clutching his finger. She tried to ignore it, but she couldn’t help but imagine his cock in place of his finger, grinding madly. She wanted to deeply insert his big, appetizing cock into her wet hole and shake her breasts until they ached.

“......”

Eventually, Na-yeon pushed Yeon-seok’s inserted finger out and took off her panties. Just the act of pulling down the panties that were covering her private area sent a tingling sensation through her lower abdomen.

“I wondered why you were wearing them if you were going to take them off anyway,” he said.

She couldn’t turn around, suspecting he would have that characteristic low laugh again, and just slightly lifted her dress when a low “whoosh” of breath came from behind her. The lower half of her body, exposed by the raised dress, felt cool.

In the center of her discarded panties, she could see the central part that was not just wet but thoroughly soaked with her fluids. She quickly hesitated about where to roll up the embarrassing panties and put them when he pulled Na-yeon’s waist and turned her to face him. Their bodies naturally met.

Their lips met as soon as their eyes did. Unlike his leisurely tone, he thrust his tongue in fiercely, almost violently. When they kissed, he savagely sucked her tongue and passed his saliva to her. They exchanged wet saliva until they parted. He rubbed his lips against hers with hazy eyes, and then he muttered roughly.

“Get on your hands and knees while looking at my cock.”

She crawled on all fours, looking at his toes before climbing onto his chest. Na-yeon pulled down his drawers, which were in no better state than her panties. The cock that shot up into the air was firm. In the next room, it seemed like another round had started, as moans began again.

Na-yeon spread her legs wide on either side of his face and settled down.

“But how did you take it that night when you’re this tight?”

“It’s a miracle you didn’t tear,” his voice was sinister as he leisurely observed her spread vulva. He grabbed Na-yeon’s pelvis and forcefully pulled it down onto his face. The face that had been handsome enough to elicit admiration was buried unsparingly between her legs.

“Imagine you’re spitting into my mouth with your hole.”

“Huh? How do I do that?”

“What do you mean, how? You’re doing it just fine now.”

He spoke with muffled pronunciation as he drank her fluids. Without realizing it, Na-yeon squeezed and released the muscles in her lower region. He greedily lapped up the overflowing fluids from her opening with his mouth like a dog. Even his damp breath pressing against her perineum felt dizzying. When Yeon-seok held her body, she felt like all her nerve cells were helplessly focused only on him.

She aimed her vulva at his lips and gently rubbed against them, slowly sucking his dick. The hot root in her hand throbbed, eager to enter her mouth.

Na-yeon moved her hips so he could suck her better and pushed his dick into her wide-open mouth. The thick shaft clung to her tongue and wriggled. With her eyes half-closed, she greedily sucked the hidden flesh of the man that had burrowed between her teeth.

As the speed of her hip movements slowed, he grabbed her pelvis and pulled her quickly towards him. His tongue left no part of her vulva untouched, from her wide-open labia to her clit. Like a dog in heat marking its territory, he made vulgar “choop, choop” sounds as he smeared her with his saliva.

Na-yeon moaned but didn’t stop sucking his cock. No, she couldn’t. As if they were one, his cock stubbornly clung to her tongue and wouldn’t easily detach. It was hard to admit, but she couldn’t give up the feeling of his pulsating cock filling her mouth as she sucked.

It was so big that the shaft wriggled as if trying to escape her mouth, and Na-yeon somewhat forcefully shoved it deeper into her throat.

Holding the shaft like a large lollipop, Na-yeon licked his cock with all her might, pressing down with her tongue. Below, she spread her legs even wider. Any awareness of her lewd posture vanished in an instant.

“Aheuung... Aahng-ah!”

“You have to shake your bottom at the same time as you suck my dick. Hiss. Like that.”

As he instructed, she put his dick in her mouth and rolled it with her tongue while rubbing the shaft vigorously with both hands. She pursed her lips and pulled on his dick, sucking and rolling her tongue over his urethra, causing more of the sticky pre-cum to flow. Of course, she couldn’t see it with her own eyes, but that’s how it felt on her tongue.

“Hmm, ah, choop, um.”

If someone saw her hungrily and deliciously sucking his cock, turning it this way and that, they would say it was indecent, but she couldn’t help it. She liked this warm thing filling her mouth to bursting. She didn’t feel alone. It felt as if it was comforting her loneliness every night after everyone had left, even Tae-min.

She couldn’t deny that she was crazy. This monstrously large cock, so big it made her throat ache just from sucking, was comforting her. It was incomparably bigger and heavier than Tae-min’s. It was the thing that had filled her so completely down there that it felt like she would tear.

“Haa, hiss.”

She placed the tip of his dick on her tongue and repeatedly drew lines up, down, left, and right as if drawing a picture, making him groan as if he couldn’t bear it any longer. It was the part that would soon scratch and poke her most sensitive inner spot. She pursed her lips and boldly “choop-chooped” the lewd spot, and the sound of saliva rubbing against his dick was intense. Sure enough, his abs twitched, and his chest subtly jumped. A satisfied reaction followed.

“Hoo... I thought you were only good at eating down there, but you’re good up here too.”

“Haa, euung...”

Her jaw was starting to ache, and she was getting tired, so her pace slowed.

“Since you’re being a good girl, I should fuck you. Get on your hands and knees like in the car earlier.”

She staggered, not having enough strength in her body, so he personally helped her into position and firmly pressed the blanket into Na-yeon’s hands. She flattened her upper body, her buttocks raised high without a care in the world. She shamelessly presented her vulva towards him. The lewd posture made her arousal gain momentum and rise.

Two thick, long fingers entered her hole and repeatedly moved back and forth. It seemed he was trying to widen her vagina a little more for her, as she was clearly struggling.

“You’re lewd, Song Na-yeon. Spreading yourself so wide down there to eat mine.”

Before she could protest, his thick dick locked into her vulva. Just the feeling of his saliva-covered cock rubbing against her entrance made her entire groin tingle. His cock thrust in, pushing against her twitching vaginal walls.

“W-wait, where are you...!”

“Thwack,” it entered deeply, and she vividly felt his cock pulsating as it settled in. Na-yeon suddenly felt scared, wondering if it would pierce through to her lower abdomen. Still, wanting the thing that had filled her so completely to stay put, she squeezed and held onto it.

Yeon-seok wrapped his arms around her lower abdomen, where her muscles were tight from squeezing his cock, and pulled her even closer. Swallowing him down to the root made her anus instantly clench. She involuntarily let out a cry.

Yeon-seok bit his lip as he gripped her cock, repeatedly pulling it deeper inside and pressing against her slick inner walls. Seeing her gaping, throbbing backdoor with satisfaction made his own excitement surge.

The fluids that had been forced out of her tight vagina ran down her pubic hair and hung in droplets. He barely managed to regain his composure and admired the sight. Even the moderately grown pubic hair was captivating; she was a strange woman indeed.

“Saying you can’t when you eat me out this well. What a load of crap.”

He clicked his tongue and sneered softly.

The sleep dress she was wearing had ridden up to her lower back, momentarily revealing her breasts that had been somewhat concealed. As he gently swayed his cock, she made a nasal sound, as if she felt good. She had buried her face in the sheet, but now she rested her cheek on the floor and glanced at him. Her cheeks and lips were flushed, clearly showing her arousal.

“Too deep? Or else...”

“Ah, n-no...!”

As he slowly pulled out the rooted part of his cock, she instinctively clamped down on the retreating shaft.

“D-deeply, just...”

She tightly closed her eyes as if she was embarrassed by that too. Platonic? He scoffed inwardly. It was a hole that felt lonely without a cock and couldn’t be left empty for a moment. Wasn’t it a hole that would gush red juice even with just a little sucking, now that it knew the taste of his cock? He thrust his erect cock, his swaying testicles almost falling off, and lifted his hips.

“Haaang! Ah, haheuaa!”

Her breasts bounced, and her nipples brushed against the blanket. She gripped the blanket tightly and enjoyed the rough insertion even as she cried out. Still, he could tell by the way she relentlessly squeezed, wanting more. Every time he went in and out, her fluids smeared all over, greatly aiding the lubrication. Pleased by this, he cupped her buttocks in both hands and squeezed.

“The next room will hear us. I bet they can hear Song Na-yeon’s wet sounds too.”

She buried her mouth in the sheet. As her moans subsided, the busy squishing sounds at their point of connection became even clearer.

“You’re squeezing so tight, but no fluids are coming out? Don’t squeeze, relax.”

Even as she shook her head, she pressed her pelvis against his groin and moved her hips. Even though her hip movements, pushing his cock in and pulling it out without him thrusting, were still clumsy, they were alluring enough.

She touched the part where they were joined with her hand, as if confirming that they were connected. Only after confirming the deeply inserted cock did she open her tightly closed eyes. It was a sign of satisfaction. What a vixen.

He suddenly wondered about the man she had loved platonically. What kind of man was that bastard who had taken both her body and heart? A wicked thought sharpened like a knife.

“What did I tell you to say when I fuck you?”

“...I d-don’t like... those words... hnn.”

“Pull out?”

“N-no, you’re... bad. Aah!”

“So you thought I’d be nice? You better say it quickly.”

As if he was about to stop immediately, he pretended to pull out, making her urgently press her hips against him.

“Aahng... my, my pussy feels, hnn... good.”

“Why?”

He hadn’t taught her the next line. She seemed to be thinking for a moment, and her words trailed off. He could see that her face was already completely red, and she couldn’t even lift it. She was cute, anyway.

“...Because you put it in... deeply.”

This much was one hundred percent genuine, with not a single bit of his coercion mixed in.

“Is that so? I didn’t know. You should have said so sooner.”

Without giving her a chance to reply, he thrust his cock in deeply. Her fair breasts were completely crushed against the blanket beneath the dress that had already ridden up to her neck. She had such a small frame and a small hole that he wondered how she could even accommodate his cock.

As she took in his cock that seemed to pierce through her body, she moaned and cried with her whole being. Her hands trembled violently as she endured the forceful thrusts, seemingly about to give way. Even that pitiful sight fueled the man’s desire.

The switch for his arousal was solely her.

He let out a deep groan as he ejaculated. As his cock throbbed, releasing his semen, her lower abdomen also experienced small spasms. When he pulled his cock out slowly, thick semen poured out of her. White foam was messily smeared around her vulva. Her hips collapsed. Yeon-seok pulled her limp body closer. He wanted to share even the afterglow with her.

Anyway, she was a strange woman who wouldn’t let him leave her alone. She had led him here with such insistence, and now she naturally offered him even this embrace.

Yeon-seok gently touched Na-yeon’s trembling vulva, comforting the place that had so violently accommodated his cock. Her still-quivering vagina felt hot from the excessive friction.

“Ah, I’m okay... ayo.”

Even as she said she was okay, she rested against his chest, and he embraced her head, pulling her closer.

Hoo, hoo. He met the eyes of Na-yeon, who was breathing roughly and glancing up at him. Yeon-seok kissed her lips. The impulse was frighteningly strong.

Yeon-seok covered her body, which had fallen asleep as if unconscious, with the blanket and got up. The hands of the clock were pointing towards 5 AM. As he reached for his suit jacket hanging on the chair at the table, he saw the laptop that had been covered mid-work. He thought she had said she needed to write something today.

“......”

He took the notebook she had been writing in and opened it. He saw fairly mature handwriting and meticulous highlighter marks here and there. And next to it was her resume.

He quietly looked at the resume, then reached for the cigarette he had put in his jacket, but the sight of her sleeping soundly caught his eye. In the end, he took the cigarette out of his mouth. Books, laptop, bag. He looked down at them quietly, then picked up his vibrating phone and quietly left the room, only to turn back.

Feeling uneasy about leaving her alone, he carefully held Na-yeon in his arms and went outside, where three sedans filled the alley. Seong-shik and his subordinates, who had come to meet him, bowed deeply.

“Hyung-nim... uh, Song, Na-yeon?”

Seong-shik’s eyes widened as he saw Na-yeon being carried out in Yeon-seok’s arms.

“What are you doing? Let’s go. It’s cold.”

“Where are we headed, sir?”

“Where else would we go at this hour?”

“Ah...”

“Do I have to spell everything out for you to understand?”

Yeon-seok put the unconscious Na-yeon in the car and stopped Seong-shik, who was about to get in with them.

“Yes?”

“You pack Song Na-yeon’s things and follow us.”

“Yes?”

“Why is this bastard asking twice since earlier?”

“Ah, yes. I understand.”

Yeon-seok clicked his tongue as he watched Seong-shik getting further away in the rearview mirror.

“So slow.”