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Since Seok-hyun was aware of this, he planned to carry out the sponsorship in a more careful, official, and transparent manner.
However, he simply didn't like that Hee-jin was pushing him away for such a reason, so he was throwing a tantrum like a child. A tantrum. Seok-hyun found himself letting out a small laugh.
He couldn't remember throwing a fit since the time he had made a scene, demanding that Yoo Hee-jin live with him and be brought back before his eyes.
It was only Yoo Hee-jin. Only Yoo Hee-jin could make him this anxious. That was why he couldn't just stand by and watch her try to move a step away from his grasp.
Thinking that he wasn't listening, Hee-jin was now just waiting for him to let go of her hand. Seok-hyun curled his index finger and slowly but firmly scratched the inside of Hee-jin's palm.
"I understand what you're saying, but isn't it too early to worry? Nothing has been decided yet, right? Whether we drink together or have sex, I don't see how it would be a problem."
"Ah...!"
Whether it was because of that chilling sensation or his explicit words, Hee-jin flinched violently. As Hee-jin looked around to see if anyone had heard, Seok-hyun pulled her close as if embracing her and whispered in a much lower voice.
"Noona, think about it carefully."
This time, his voice was playful, laced with clear temptation.
"We've already had sex; what difference would it make if we did it a second time?"
"W-wait a moment..."
Pushing her forward without even giving her time to undress, Seok-hyun was like a dog that had become completely uncontrolled in its excitement. A fierce dog, at that. Following her into the bathroom as she suggested they shower first, he abruptly turned on the showerhead. Drenched in an instant, Hee-jin let out a sharp scream, only to have her lips devoured immediately.
"Mmph...!"
Grabbing the nape of Hee-jin's neck and pressing his mouth against hers, Seok-hyun was busy biting and sucking, indifferent to the water flowing over his face. As he entwined his tongue and sucked strongly, Hee-jin trembled.
The coat, heavy with water, fell to the floor first. Ignoring that heavy thud, Seok-hyun slid his hand inside her wet blouse. The moment he pushed up her bra and gripped her breast firmly, his palm felt as hot as if it had caught fire. Even though he felt as if he might be burned, Seok-hyun did not let go. The soft, cream-like texture sent electric tingles through his mind.
"Lean against the wall."
As Hee-jin kept faltering, perhaps because her footing was unstable, Seok-hyun made her lean against the wall so she wouldn't fall. She was able to perch her hips slightly in a recessed space carved into the marble wall. After confirming she was in a more stable position, he unbuttoned and stripped off Hee-jin's pants.
"I-I'll do it."
"Stay still."
The pants, clinging to her skin from the water, were difficult to remove. As the pants slid down bit by bit, her white legs were revealed. Because the stream of water was still falling, her legs were soon drenched as well. Those glistening legs were incredibly seductive.
Seok-hyun ruthlessly stripped off her pants and underwear, then stroked the thighs revealed before him. Hee-jin let out a low gasp at the sensation, which was entirely different from the water. When his fingers probed her groin, she even inhaled sharply. The inside of her firmly closed vulva was hot and slippery.
Seeing a smile form on Seok-hyun's face, Hee-jin felt an inexplicable shame and blushed. Last time, she had the excuse of being drunk, but now she was sober.
If she had to make an excuse, perhaps it was that she was exhausted and her thinking had slowed down after immersing herself in practice for nearly ten hours. However, it wasn't that she had succumbed to Go Seok-hyun's temptation with a "whatever happens, happens" attitude.
Rather, it was a more instinctive choice. Though it had been a short time, Go Seok-hyun had already left a powerful mark on Hee-jin's life. So, she decided that if she was going to refuse the sponsorship and return to the US anyway, she might as well leave no regrets.
This was the result. Hee-jin's head grew hot from the fingers moving brilliantly between her legs. Warm streams of water continued to pour over her body, but she was so focused on the stimulation created by Go Seok-hyun's fingers that she couldn't even feel it.
"Nngh..."
"Why did you pretend to be so tough when you're going to enjoy it this much?"
Seok-hyun, who had been lingering with his lips by her ear, chuckled. The breath penetrating her ear was so chilling that Hee-jin's arousal leaked out in a stream at that moment. When she instinctively tried to close her legs, Seok-hyun pressed his thumb firmly against her clitoris as if punishing her.
"Hah! It, it hurts."
Hee-jin grabbed Seok-hyun's arm with the hand she had leaning against the wall. It was because she was startled by the sudden stimulation. However, the feeling of pain lasted only a fleeting moment, and it soon became so pleasurable that her legs lost their strength. She almost wanted to push her hips forward, asking him to touch her more.
"There's no way it hurts."
As if reading her inner thoughts, Seok-hyun denied her words while rotating his thumb over her clitoris. Though it was her clitoris being touched, Hee-jin panted repeatedly, feeling as if her brain were melting. Not knowing what to do, she spent her time repeatedly closing and opening her legs.
It hadn't been like this last time. Was it because her senses were dull from the alcohol? Or had he already figured out where and how to touch her to make her like it? Looking at Go Seok-hyun's reaction, the latter seemed more likely.
"Keep your legs spread properly."
Seok-hyun turned off the water and crouched in front of Hee-jin. The water-soaked coat served as a soft cushion beneath his knees. As he spread the labia majora wide with both thumbs and stared intently inside, Hee-jin bit her lip hard. The mere fact that she was exposing a part of her body that she rarely showed to others—or even to herself—made her insides soak through. It was enough to trickle down her thighs.
Sniff. As if he had truly become a dog, Hee-jin heard the sound of Seok-hyun inhaling as if smelling her, and she squeezed her eyes shut. As her vision turned to darkness, her other senses became even more acute.
"Hng...!"
When something hot touched her thigh, she instinctively tried to pull away, but Seok-hyun stopped her by gripping her thigh so hard that it would leave finger marks. Only after feeling that hot, slippery thing move upward did Hee-jin realize it was a tongue. The tongue, climbing the path created by the leaked arousal, was like a snake.
"Nngh..."
When the tongue finally reached her vulva, Hee-jin ended up clutching Seok-hyun's hair. It was a reflexive action, but it felt as if her hand had stuck to his hair and she couldn't pull it away. It was maddeningly chilling when Seok-hyun's breath touched her most sensitive area.
Gently licking the pale pink flesh with his tongue, Seok-hyun moved the hand Hee-jin had used to clutch his head. As the view toward Hee-jin's face opened up, his gaze grew significantly deeper.
Hee-jin couldn't bring herself to look down at Seok-hyun. She felt that if their eyes met, she would be too embarrassed. So, with her eyes closed, she simply surrendered her body to the pleasure he provided.
"Ah... there..."
When the tongue tickled near the vaginal opening, Hee-jin expressed her pleasure in a flushed voice, feeling a tingling sensation different from that of the clitoris. Seok-hyun intentionally shifted his position slightly to tease her. In response, Hee-jin pushed her hips forward and moved bit by bit, as if trying to align the position. Seok-hyun smiled with his eyes at the gesture that clearly showed her desperation.
As he licked and sucked the spot Hee-jin wanted with the most appropriate pressure, sweet moans erupted one after another. Her hips, perched in the recessed space of the bathroom wall, kept trying to slide. When she reached the limit of holding herself up with her hands, she ended up repeatedly rubbing her vulva against Seok-hyun's face.
Seok-hyun didn't care whether Hee-jin slid or not and focused on attacking her erogenous zones. Every time he licked, he pressed his lips against the vaginal opening leaking arousal and sucked. The honey-like fluid was not much in quantity, making it tantalizing the more he licked. As he continued to push his tongue inside as if digging a hole, Hee-jin, not knowing what to do, grabbed his hair again.
"Hng...!"
Hee-jin couldn't keep her senses due to the rough movement of the tongue pushing into her vaginal opening. She barely managed to clutch Seok-hyun's head and push him away, but before she could even catch her breath, Seok-hyun sucked on her clitoris. The pleasure piercing through her mind made her eyes widen as if they might pop out.
As if the feeling of "it feels good" from a moment ago was mere child's play, the moment Seok-hyun sucked her clitoris, her legs gave out and arousal poured out like a bursting water balloon.
Hee-jin collapsed right there, panting heavily. The vision that had momentarily turned white returned to normal, but she couldn't say a word. The most she could do was try to steady her breathing.
"Like this, right here. Correct?"
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