Warning: NSWF! — Some content might be marked as sensitive. You can hide marked sensitive content or with the toggle in the formatting menu. If provided, alternative content will be displayed instead.
Chapter 21
by GideonHyewan sank into the chair at her vanity and sighed. Her hair was one thing, but the thickest makeup she’d ever worn in her life seemed to be making her skin break out in a panic. The makeup felt more suffocating than the wedding dress ever had.
The romantic part of a wedding was just a fleeting moment.
For that single moment, she had to endure hours of hair styling and makeup that felt more like a costume transformation. After all the grooming, Hyewan had spent even longer smiling through the crowd of guests, constantly worrying that the heavy makeup would crack along her laugh lines.
It took four rounds of cleansing cream before she could finally wash her face. So this is why they say you can’t do a wedding twice, she thought. I definitely couldn’t.
Only after scrubbing her hair—stiff with an onslaught of styling products—with a generous amount of shampoo and taking a shower did she finally feel like she could breathe again.
Hyewan’s face went pale as she stared at the deep purple lingerie—a garter belt, bra, and T-back thong.
It was a wedding gift from Bora. It covered absolutely nothing. In fact, the more she looked at it, the more obscene it seemed. Hyewan felt a wave of despair. She immediately regretted ever suggesting Bora “reorganize” her things.
I’m such a fool for trusting Ju Bora!
Hyewan sent a furious message to Bora as she dried her long hair.
[ Ju Bora, you are so dead! ]
[ Oh, you saw the gift? How is it? How is it? ]
[ How is it?! What is this supposed to cover?! ]
[ Hahaha ]
The sight of Bora’s laughter made Hyewan’s blood boil even more.
[ You think this is funny? Do you really want to die? ]
[ Hyewan, honey. They say this is way sexier than being completely naked. Stop complaining and go have a hot night. ]
Ugh, I’m done talking to her!
“I’ll see you when I get back to Korea. I’m not letting you get away with this.”
She set her phone down after sending the message.
What do I do now?
Hyewan was in despair. How am I supposed to go out looking like this? Should I just wear my own underwear? But after all that boasting?
After agonizing over it for a long time, she clenched her teeth. If all else fails, I’ll just go as I am. Sometimes, Hyewan just threw caution to the wind. She threw on a thick bathrobe and opened the bathroom door.
He was lying on the king-size bed, wearing nothing but black briefs. He raised an eyebrow.
“I thought you were taking time to regroup and strategize.”
“I am.”
“How does a bathrobe help with your strategy? Should I put one on too so we can have a long, long night of discussion?”
It was a taunt.
I can’t let that slide.
Hyewan untied the sash of her robe. The fabric slid open, revealing her secret weapon.
He, who had been reclining lazily, bolted upright. His gaze transformed in an instant.
“This is the tactical strategy I’ve chosen.”
Emboldened by his reaction, Hyewan shrugged the robe off her shoulders and spun around.
“That’s the most perfect strategy I’ve ever seen.”
She walked toward him, her current state more provocative than being completely naked. She’d never known she possessed such courage.
“What do you think?”
“You’re beautiful.”
His eyes burned. Her heart began to race, and her palms grew sweaty. The anticipation made her knees tremble.
Hyewan had always been beautiful. He’d known her as a pretty woman with a prim, reserved charm, but the woman before him now was a stranger. As if she knew exactly what was going through his mind, Hyewan smiled, running a hand seductively through her hair.
Without thinking, Yundo rubbed the nipple that had pushed through the mesh. A hot stream of fluid trickled down his inner thigh. A thick, cloudy glob of semen pulsed from the tip of his cock. Unable to contain the arousal that had flooded his entire being, Yundo clamped his mouth over her nipple. Her breast was sucked in along with the soft fabric. Her scent was sharp and fresh, her taste sweet. As he gnawed at the firm, supple flesh with his teeth, Hyewan pulled his head close, embracing him.
He slid his fingers inside her. Hyewan squirmed, unable to cope with the sheer rigidity of his cock, as he scraped against her inner walls as if gouging them out.
Hyewan’s skin prickled with goosebumps from the intense pleasure.
“Ahk!”
Startled by her own loud cry, she clamped both hands over her mouth.
The more she reacted to the pleasure, the tighter her inner walls squeezed, as if trying to sever his finger. Yundo was driven half mad. The pleasure was so overwhelming it made his head spin.
He laid Hyewan down, grabbed her ankle, and spread her legs wide. Her flushed vulva was now fully exposed before his eyes.
“Don’t look.”
“I have to look.”
Hyewan’s face flushed crimson as she caught the double meaning of his words.
“…You’re so crude.”
She tried to pull her foot away from him—who was being even more explicit than usual today—but she couldn’t overpower his grip.
“You should have expected this when I said we needed time to regroup.”
Yundo’s gaze burned with heat as he watched Hyewan’s entrance shyly twitch.
“Even the parts you tell me not to look at are beautiful, Ko Hyewan.”
“Ah, seriously…”
Hyewan pulled a cushion over her face, which was already burning. His words only made her more embarrassed.
His fingers parted her pubic hair, probing her entrance. He barely managed to push past the tight opening, his finger sinking in. Her inner walls clenched around him, resisting his intrusion. He savored the friction, pushing his finger in to the hilt.
Then, he buried his face between her thighs. His body heat was higher than usual.
As his straight nose brushed against her clitoris and then trailed downward, Hyewan tossed the cushion aside. She felt like she might suffocate if she kept it over her face. The ceiling spun wildly.
He licked her clitoris deeply with his wet tongue.
“Hh…!”
Hyewan trembled, letting out a thin moan. He took her clitoris into his mouth, sucking it hard.
“Ah, ahh!”
Her ankles, held fast in his grip, kicked out like a frog’s as she shuddered with pleasure.
When he finally lifted his head, his lips glistened, wet with her juices. His eyes locked onto hers as he licked his own lips.
Ah… I’m going crazy!
Hyewan squeezed her eyes shut and turned her head away, but his gaze still shone with a dark intensity. The moment his blunt tip touched her, his penis thrust deep inside her.
“Ugh…!”
Hyewan couldn’t hold back a cry of pleasure. It felt as if lightning had struck right before her eyes.
Despite his relaxed expression, his erect cock was trapped in her tight cunt, straining to break free. The bulging veins on his shaft mercilessly scraped and rubbed against her delicate inner walls.
“Ah, Hyewan…”
“Hngh, ah… right there… ugh!”
He buried his cock deep inside her and began to move his hips. He ground his pelvis against her in slow, deliberate circles, but when that wasn’t enough, he started thrusting mercilessly. Hyewan felt like she was dying from the overwhelming heat and the massive foreign object shoved into her narrow opening. As she unconsciously clenched her lower abdomen, Yundo let out a pained groan.
“Hyewan, relax.”
“I-I’m not doing it on purpose.”
Her whimpering moans drove his cock to bury itself all the way to her cervix. He pulled out until only the head remained inside, then slammed back in completely.
“Ahk!”
Hyewan flinched as if pierced by a red-hot iron skewer, her body trembling. She interlaced her fingers with his.
The sheer force of her grip sent a surge of intense pleasure through him. His mind felt like it was boiling, his brain melting away.
The rough movements produced wet, slapping sounds. With every thrust, Hyewan shook violently, her legs wrapping around his waist.
He slid his arms under her back and pulled her close, their bodies becoming one. Holding her tight, he increased his speed without restraint. Their wet flesh met with a squelching, slapping sound. All Hyewan could do was squeeze her thighs around his waist. Her head throbbed with every thrust of his cock.
When he hit her sweet spot, Hyewan let out a sharp moan.
“Ah… ahh… ungh!”
At the same time, she felt a burst of hot liquid erupt deep inside her. It drenched their joined genitals, and fluids streamed down her thighs. She felt no shame. Rather, she couldn’t even process it.
He, who had been gritting his teeth to hold back, finally came. With a deep groan, he spent himself and collapsed onto her.
The bedroom fell silent as the pleasure subsided. Leaning against his shoulder, Hyewan’s eyelids grew heavy.
Yundo’s touch as he tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear was seductive. His large hand stroked her slender thigh.
“Stop it.”
“Okay.”
Despite his words, he didn’t withdraw his hand. Hyewan’s expression was feigned annoyance, but she trembled at his touch, and the sight of her was so beautiful it was killing him.
0 Comments