NILWM - 35

“I’m going crazy.”

Fuck. He cursed under his breath.

“You’re so beautiful it’s making me lose my mind.”

“Hah... uh, hng...”

His palm broke through her thin underwear and slowly caressed the entrance. The moist slit left a sticky, wet stain on the center of his palm with every movement of his wrist.

“I want to see.”

“Hng...”

“Let me see.”

Huh? He pecked her lips as if he was begging. He bit and tugged and covered her lips several times as if he couldn’t stand how lovely she was, and then, even before she gave her permission, he grabbed the hem of her clothes with both hands and pulled her underwear down in one swift motion. The leggings came off her ankles and were thrown onto the driver’s seat.

“Hng! Ah, Se-nior... Haaah!”

Her legs were spread wide, with her calves resting on his shoulders. Her face flushed to the point of exploding with shame. Not only was her most secret and intimate area exposed right in front of him, but her entrance was also involuntarily twitching and opening.

“Ah, Senior, this position is so... Hnng...”

“It’s beautiful.”

He let out a sigh.

“I’m so mad that I’m going crazy, thinking I almost lost you... I was a complete idiot, I really was.”

“Senior. By any chance...”

Her eyes welled up with tears, and her vision became blurry. As she blinked to try and see his face clearly, her tongue moved on its own.

“You don’t just like... my body, do you? It’s not like that, right?”

“What?”

He let out a scoff. When he laughed, shaking his shoulders, the seat rocked like a sailboat on the water.

“Of course not, Ye-seo.”

Han Joo-hyuk suppressed his laughter and kissed her forehead. His kisses slowly moved to her eyelids, cheekbones, nose, and cheeks. Her heart suddenly ached, and she felt like crying. Had anyone ever shown her this much affection since her father passed away?

Her paternal grandmother and aunt had been affectionate and loving, but all contact with her paternal family had been completely cut off after her father’s death. She didn’t know the full details, but she knew it was due to a deep-seated conflict with her mother. Her maternal grandmother had been kind to the twins in her own way, but Ye-seo had never felt any deep affection from her.

“I like Min Ye-seo herself. Of course, I love your appearance from head to toe, but I also love everything in your mind and heart. Even your entire past.”

Everything you’ve been through to become the person you are today and to come to me.

Something surged up inside her again. Her eyes were glistening with tears, so she sniffled and gritted her teeth.

“What’s wrong? Why are you crying again?”

Han Joo-hyuk kissed her on the bridge of her nose and her lips again and stroked her hair with both hands. But his comforting was only for a moment, as soon as their tongues met, his reason seemed to quickly melt away. His breathing became rough again, and his voice, which had returned to normal, dropped a tone.

“I missed one thing. I like... what’s inside you, too.”

“Ah! Ah, hng!”

As if her reason, which had briefly returned, was pushed aside by lust, his middle finger parted the moist slit and plunged inside. Ye-seo took a deep breath. It was unbelievable that Han Joo-hyuk’s finger was entering her most intimate space, a space that no one else’s hands, not even her own fingertips, had ever entered.

“I want to know more. The flesh inside, too.”

“Euh, Se-nior... Haaah!”

The middle finger, which had returned to its natural place, slowly penetrated inside and went all the way in. As the finger, which had no more room to go, poked and rubbed her mucosa, Ye-seo tightly grabbed the inside of his elbow. Her breath was short from the breathtaking sensation she had never felt before in her life.

She felt like she was going crazy. Her spine tingled with a shiver at the sensation of Han Joo-hyuk’s finger stirring and grinding against her vaginal wall. It felt so good. Ye-seo unconsciously squeezed her muscles inside. When the inner walls gripped and constricted his finger, Han Joo-hyuk’s shoulders tensed up.

“Hah...”

She even liked his face, with his brows furrowed and his teeth clenched, and the vulgar curses she could barely make out. Ye-seo, Ye-seo, he called her name over and over again, almost inaudibly. His voice grew hoarser and more metallic, but to her, it sounded as sweet as honey.

Everything was wet. Under his long eyelashes, his eyes couldn’t leave Ye-seo’s face, his lips where their saliva had mixed, his moist cheeks, and the beads of sweat on his forehead like raindrops. Han Joo-hyuk was completely wet.

Did she also look that wet to him? It was completely different from the unpleasant humidity of the rainy season. The moist wetness was like a mix of the refreshing feeling after rain, the raw dampness, and the heated obscenity.

The finger that had been slowly churning and swirling inside suddenly bent like a hook and sped up. Aah, aah, as Ye-seo twisted her hips and moaned for a long time, Han Joo-hyuk pulled out his finger, spread her legs wider, and buried his face between them.

“Se-nior! No, not that... Please, no!”

Ye-seo’s shrill scream soon turned into a high-pitched cry. Chup, chup, his tongue sucked on her clitoris, which was protruding from her vulva, and then pushed its way into the wet slit.

The tongue that had slipped into her soaked flesh was moving and stirring inside as if it had a will of its own. Was this what it felt like to have a living creature with a will of its own entering and running amok inside her body?

Euh, hng, sensual moans escaped from her throat one after another. Her toes, which were almost touching the car’s ceiling, were curled up with pleasure. Her vision became blurry, and her trembling calves and toes looked hazy.

“Haa, Se-nior... Hng, ah, s-stop, ahh!”

The more she squirmed, the stronger his hands gripped her thighs and pulled them wider apart. A primal sensation, like the urge to urinate, was quickly rushing up from her lower abdomen. She felt like she was going to gush out something. This can’t be! Just as she clenched her teeth, trying to hold it in and suppress it, something gushed out from her cervix.

At the unfamiliar yet heavy sensation, Ye-seo yelled, “Ah, no!” and pushed him away with all her might. Han Joo-hyuk slowly pulled out his tongue and lifted his head.

Ye-seo hastily looked down between her legs. There were drops of crimson blood in the opaque fluid. Her period had started a few days earlier than scheduled.

“Oh, no. What do I do? My period... was supposed to start next week.”

“This tastes good, too.”

Han Joo-hyuk licked his lips as if savoring the taste and straightened his back. Then, he took out some wet wipes from the console box and cleanly wiped away the drops of blood on her vulva first. He didn’t seem to care that the expensive-looking leather seats might get stained.

“Do you have... what do you call it? A pad or a tampon?”

“Yes, I have one in my bag...”

Ye-seo, who had been letting him wipe her without having the time to stop him, nodded in a daze. But she was embarrassed to take care of it in front of him. Even though they had had deep physical contact and he had even performed oral sex on her, this felt different.

“It doesn’t matter to me, but if you’re uncomfortable, I’ll be outside for five minutes.”

Ye-seo nodded silently. Even though he had already seen everything there was to see, her cheeks were flushed. Just as he was about to open the car door, Ye-seo stammered an apology.

“I’m sorry, Senior.”

“For what? ...Why would you be sorry to me for that? I’m the one who should be sorry. It seems like it came early because I was stimulating you.”

“That’s true, but... it was in your mouth...”

She almost bit her tongue in shame. Even though they had shared saliva and he had sucked on her fluids, she couldn’t believe he had tasted and accidentally swallowed that, too. Unless he was a pervert, there was no way he would have liked it.

“I said it was delicious.”

“...”

“It really was.”

Ye-seo couldn’t believe her ears. Could he be a pervert? It was a much more comforting reaction than if he had gotten angry and disgusted. Still, to say it was delicious...

“I’m serious. It came from your body, so there’s no way it wouldn’t taste good.”

He smiled faintly. He tilted his head and kissed her lips again, and his eyes were full of nothing but affection.

“Take your time. I’m going to run to the convenience store out front while I’m out. I’ll lock the doors for safety.”

Han Joo-hyuk got out of the car. As she was fixing her clothes, she felt a new wave of shame. Even though they were in a secluded corner of an empty lot and the car windows were tinted black, how did they go that far in the car?

A moment later, she saw Han Joo-hyuk returning through the black-tinted window. He was holding something in his hand. When the car door was flung open, the cold air from outside filled the interior. He quickly closed the door and handed her a warm bottled drink and a hot pack. Ye-seo was embarrassed for a moment, but then she let out a small laugh.

“Senior, what’s this? Ssangsacha?”

“Yeah. They say you should keep your body warm when you’re on your period. It might be a little bitter, but drink it, and let’s go home in about 10 minutes. You need to rest.”

He glanced at his watch as if he was disappointed. It was past 11 o’clock. Ye-seo took a sip of the Ssangsacha and wrinkled her nose. He smiled faintly, as if he found even that cute. But the side of his face, which was turned away again, looked somewhat sad.

“Actually, today...”

“Today?”

As he paused, Ye-seo prompted him.

“What about today?”

He’s not going to say something like... he wasn’t going to send me home tonight, or that he had planned to go to a hotel together, is he?

“I wasn’t going to send you home tonight. I had a hotel reservation, just in case.”

Pfft. The Ssangsacha almost came out of her mouth. Ye-seo quickly cleared her throat before she choked and looked back at him.