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A fierce pleasure piercing through her entire body swallowed her whole in an instant, like a massive vortex in a storm-tossed sea.
Hunter, exposing his raw and fierce possessiveness, held Jiyu in a suffocating embrace. The moment he exhaled a boiling groan mixed with ragged breaths into her ear, his penis, buried deep within her inner walls, pulsed violently.
Through their tightly pressed chests, Hunter's heartbeat hammered against Jiyu like galloping hooves on a battlefield. Their breathing was rough, and their sweat-slicked skin felt slippery.
Half-dazed, Jiyu sprawled across the bed, occasionally convulsing from the lingering afterglow of the climax.
Having actually experienced sex, she realized it was an act far too intimate to perform with someone she didn't love.
Entwining and colliding body to body to draw out extreme pleasure, and in the process, exposing one's most vulnerable parts without any shield.
On the day she borrowed money, promising to become his Jinx, Jiyu had repeated to herself like a mantra that she was truly lucky she didn't love Hunter.
The bridge of her nose tingled, and tears quickly welled up, making the ceiling look blurred.
'That's a lie. Actually... I'm truly lucky that I love Hunter.'
The surrounding noises, which had vanished beneath the sound of heartbeats and heavy breathing, slowly returned.
The sound of rain tapping on the terrace, the low hum of the heater, and the distant crashing of waves.
Hunter lifted his head from the crook of Jiyu's neck. He gazed blankly at her as she blinked her moist eyes, then tilted his head down. He pressed his lips to hers in a soft, audible kiss before pulling away and clumsily brushing back the strands of hair clinging to her round, sweat-beaded forehead.
"Are you okay?"
Focus slowly returned to Jiyu's eyes.
"Yeah..."
Only after hearing her answer did Hunter slowly withdraw his lower body. The hard pillar slid out, grazing her tender flesh.
Jiyu frowned slightly at the faint pain. However, it was far more bearable than before.
As she regained her senses, something Hunter had said during sex suddenly came to mind.
"Um... you, I mean, those dimples. They're pretty."
"Huh?"
"Anyway. I said they're pretty."
The words had come out abruptly, without timing or context.
'Was he serious? Is that why he's been so obsessed with my dimples for so long?'
She had let it slide earlier because she was too overwhelmed, but now she couldn't stand the curiosity.
The moment Hunter braced himself on the bed to lift his upper body, Jiyu abruptly asked.
"Hunter, are my dimples pretty?"
The toned arms of the tennis player, which were lightly supporting his torso, visibly faltered. His Adam's apple bobbed deeply, and his languidly hooded blue eyes shook violently.
Blinking rapidly, Hunter mumbled with unclear pronunciation.
"Uh... well, um. Sort of..."
Seeing him this flustered for the first time, Jiyu burst into laughter despite herself. At that, Hunter's gaze quickly snapped back to her face.
To be precise, to her dimples.
Seeing that, her lips curved further, deepening the dimples.
Hunter frowned with a mock-menacing expression and threatened her in a warning tone.
"Don't laugh, Jiyu Parker."
However, it had little effect, as he was also twitching the corners of his mouth to hold back his own laughter.
"Okay."
Jiyu, who had been biting her lip to stop laughing, let out a "pfft" and burst out laughing again.
With a disgruntled groan, Hunter lunged for her lips. She giggled and pushed him away during the playful kiss where he sucked and bit her laughing lips.
"Stop it, Hunter."
Looking down at her with the corners of his mouth half-raised, Hunter pushed himself up. Jiyu's eyes widened as she stole a glance at him getting off the bed to pull off the condom.
It was common knowledge, even for someone experiencing sex for the first time, that an erection subsides and size decreases after ejaculation.
'Then why is that...?'
His penis remained hard, showing little difference from when she first saw it. It even seemed larger than before.
"...Hunter?"
Jiyu cautiously called out to Hunter as he was disposing of the condom.
"Yeah."
Answering nonchalantly, he raised an eyebrow as he looked back at her, who was hesitating after calling him.
"What? Does something hurt?"
Jiyu shook her head.
"No, it's not that, but maybe... I mean, are you, um, not finished yet...?"
Jiyu blushed and cast her gaze diagonally downward.
Hunter looked at her as if wondering what she was talking about, then glanced down at his own lower body and laughed self-deprecatingly.
"Ah. This?"
Unable to meet his eyes, she gave a small nod.
"No. I am."
Jiyu lifted her head with surprised eyes, then quickly looked away.
"Then why is it still...?"
At the question that sounded like she couldn't understand, Hunter chuckled and returned to the bed. Then, he picked up another condom.
"See, I told you not to laugh."
Jiyu lifted her head again.
"What?"
"It won't hurt this time."
"...What?"
Looking down at her as she blinked in disbelief, Hunter's lips curved into a long smile. His deep blue eyes glittered mischievously.
"Jewel Parker. Is 'What?' the only thing you can say?"
"What!"
Jiyu glared at Hunter, who was teasing her just like when they were children. However, with a brazen expression, he positioned himself between her legs again. Then, gripping her slender thighs in his hands, he smiled mischievously.
"Jewel Parker, let's get some exercise."
The moment Jiyu burst into laughter, Hunter pounced on her. Laughter that sounded like screams surged like waves, flowing over the terrace railing and into the deep blue sea.
The sunlight hitting Jiyu's eyes was too strong, so she tossed and turned before cautiously opening her eyes a sliver. The profile of the sleeping Hunter was right in front of her nose.
"Gasp!"
Startled, she inhaled sharply and bolted upright. Then, with a groan, she flopped back onto the bed. There wasn't a single spot in her body that didn't feel stiff.
Hunter, who was born with a natural talent for physical activities, had quickly become accustomed to sex and tormented her in various ways.
'It wasn't just torment, though... anyway.'
She had no regrets about last night. It wasn't a coincidence or a mistake.
The expression Hunter made as he moved slowly inside her, the tender kisses, the suffocating hugs.
She loved those things so much. That was why, even if it meant being exhausted, she couldn't refuse him when he begged, "Just one more time."
After the final climax, her eyes had slowly closed, and her consciousness had flickered like a blinking light. And with that memory, she had fallen into a deep sleep.
Jiyu's gaze lingered on the clock on the side table. It was almost time for the servants to come and prepare breakfast. She had to return to her room before she was caught having spent the night with Hunter.
Stretching her neck to look for the robe she had worn to the pool last night, she bit her lip with a troubled face. She couldn't see it; perhaps Hunter had cleared it away while she slept.
She couldn't exactly run back stark naked.
Fidgeting, she pulled up the sheet to cover her body and struggled to lift her upper body.
Just then, Hunter suddenly snapped his head up.
Freezing in place, Jiyu held her breath while stealing a glance at him.
With a bewildered face, he blinked and looked around. Then, upon discovering her desperately pulling the sheet up over her half-exposed breasts, his eyes flew open in surprise.
It was the first time for both of them to wake up in the morning with someone beside them.
Hunter, who had been blinking blankly at Jiyu, slowly shook off the sleepiness from his eyes.
"Why are you up already?"
His low, husky voice sounded strangely sweet.
Waking up in the same bed was more unfamiliar and awkward than mixing bodies under the cover of a dark night. Swallowing hard, Jiyu asked in a low, slightly hoarse voice.
"Um... Hunter, isn't it almost time for the staff to come? I should go now—"
Hunter cut her off by raising his palm as if telling her to wait a moment. Then, he turned his upper body and made a call on the extension phone on the side table.
The sheet slid down to his waist. While waiting for the signal, he stretched his neck from side to side. The tight muscles of his upper body rippled elegantly.
"Two American breakfasts, please prepare them on a cart. Just leave them in front of the second-floor elevator and we'll take care of it. Yes, thank you."
Ending the call while glancing languidly at Jiyu, who sat wrapped in the sheet, Hunter put the phone down. Then, he ran his fingers through his messily disheveled hair.
Hunter looked wonderful even just after waking up.
Lowering her eyes slightly, Jiyu tucked the stray hairs on her face behind her ear. Her eyes felt dry, her lips felt swollen, and her hair was so tangled that her fingers could barely get through.
"Is your body... okay?"
His tone was quite bashful.
Slowly lifting her gaze, Jiyu glared at Hunter, her eyes full of silent resentment.
'Think about what you did to me last night, Hunter Hamilton. Do you think I'd be okay?'
But she didn't say it out loud. Because she had enjoyed it too.
Perhaps feeling a bit guilty, he covered his mouth with his fist and cleared his throat, avoiding her gaze.
"I'm going. I need to shower and change... put on clothes."
"Do it here. With me."
The comment flowed out naturally, as if he had been waiting to say it. Surprised, Jiyu narrowed her eyes and frowned.
'Shower together?'
Since the age of nine, she hadn't even shown Ae-jeong herself while showering.
Washing one's body was something that happened in an extremely private sphere, and on Jiyu's scale of shame, it occupied a higher level than sex.
There was no special reason or basis to support this. She simply didn't feel the need to explain why she felt that way.
"Are you a pervert?"
Jiyu snapped sharply, unlike her usual self. At that, Hunter's face crumpled in an expression of absurdity.
"What?"
"I said you're such a pervert."
"...What?"
"Hunter Hamilton. Is 'What?' the only thing you can say?"
"Hah."
Having his own words thrown back at him, Hunter let out a scoff of disbelief.
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