CH 84

Even though I had just come, Yeonseon didn’t let go of me.He rolled his tongue with my member in his mouth, swallowing my fluid to the last drop. The pleasure lingered in my lower half, sending shivers through my body.

“Yeonseon… Yeonseon.”

When he pushed a finger back there, my response was dull. I thought the throbbing sense of languor would turn me stupid. Regardless of what Yeonseon would do to me, I called him and begged for his warmth. Yeonseon seemed pleased with that as he kissed my forehead. I pulled him closer.

Every time his finger prodded uncomfortably, Yeonseon somehow knew and searched for my lips. After nibbling on the tip of my tongue, he would soothe the pain by caressing it. We exchanged gentle and tender kisses several times.

“Ah, ngh, hngh!”

While we kissed, the number of fingers inside increased. Not only did I grow used to the movement of his fingers inside, but I also started to feel a strange itchiness. My limp body became tense again. Then, Yeonseon pushed at a place somewhere inside with his blunt nails—I inhaled sharply and turned my head away. I even forgot that Yeonseon’s tongue was in my mouth.

Yeonseon grabbed my chin and turned my head back to continue the kiss that was broken off. Now I was the one feeling breathless.

“Haeseo,” Yeonseon called me gently while pressing my chest over my wildly pounding heart. I breathed raggedly and gazed at Yeonseon. Yeonseon asked, “That woman, what’s she like now?”

Instead of his fingers, something hot and hard rubbed against me. Maybe because I knew that it was Yeonseon’s member, I was nervous, but at the same time, I wanted him to just put it in immediately. The tip of Yeonseon’s member was wet, and every time it slipped over my skin, I felt a chill and a certain thirst.

“Is she still watching us?”

I called his name countless times in my mind and blinked. My answer was simple, yet my voice cracked. “No.”

Yeonseon, Yeonseon, Yeonseon.

“She can’t see.” Because her eyes were injured.

Upon hearing my answer, Yeonseon smiled broadly. It was a smile with a bit of cruelty to it, a face I have never seen him make before. The inexplicably chilling smile resonated in my heart.

“Really?” He grabbed my waist and bottom. “Thank goodness.”

Then, Yeonseon pushed into me.

“Ahhh….”

My bottom jerked up as my cheeks spread, regardless of my intention, to allow Yeonseon access inside. Ah, ah, ah… I felt so filled up that I couldn’t feel my back being scraped by the floor. Yeonseon pushed his lower half flush between my legs and leaned forward, sucking my neck and ears.

“I’m so happy that nobody but I can see this side of you.”

“Yeonseon, Yeonseon, Yeonseon.”

Yeonseon sounded truly happy, so I ended up bursting into tears.

How long had it been since I last heard him be this joyful and elated? After he started liking me, Yeonseon smiled less than before. He frequently was distraught by his self-hate and cowardice. I commiserated with him by hurriedly pulling his head to my chest.

Ah… I really liked this man.

Yeonseon embraced my body tightly and moved his hips. With every thrust, I felt like my brain was melting from the overwhelming sensation and pleasure. Mind shaken, I moaned.

Yeonseon said, “You can’t imagine how much I was looking forward to this moment.”

Oh, me too… me too. I answered in reflex as Yeonseon bit at my lips and smiled with a contorted expression. He grabbed me and shoved his shaft deeper. My breath hitched. As I gasped and shed tears, Yeonseon looked down at my face and said, “You’re so beautiful being loved by me.”

Then he kissed me.

“You’re so lovable that I don’t want to give you to anyone.”

Yeonseon saying that was just so endearing that I ended up nodding. ‘Yes, do it, don’t let me go.’

I kissed the eyes and cheeks of his smiling face, and I frantically tried to stick closer to him. I was hungry for his heat, the pleasure, and the affection he gave me. Yeonseon gladly gave them all to me.

All of it.

…I seemed to have mistaken something at that time.

I thought that the self-hate in Yeonseon Ham had ebbed away slightly. When we parted, Yeonseon smiled and kissed me on the lips and said, “I love you, Haeseo. Will you go out with me?” so my assumption solidified. Who cared about the black eyes? I was already head over heels for Yeonseon.

Yeonseon telling me that he loved me and asking me to go out with him—, I was sure happy days would ensue from tomorrow on. Yeonseon said that it wasn’t fun if I answered right away. He planned to reserve a hotel so we could go on the sort of dates we had never been able to do so far. I gladly answered, “Okay.”

Afterward, Yeonseon died in a car accident.