“Ah―!”

The vivid stretch of her rim felt like it might tear. His erection, hard with arousal, split her wet opening and forced her walls apart.

Lee Wooshin twisted his brow like he was angry and let out a savage grin. With no condom, the raw plunge of heat pressing inside her was stark and undeniable. It was a moment almost unbearable for them both.

The penetration after so long made her hips ache. Somehow, even though his eyes couldn’t see her struggle, he sensed she was overwhelmed, and Wooshin pressed his lips back to hers. Tilting his head further, he pushed his tongue between her lips.

“Mm, mph―!”

Her moan flattened between their mouths. He kneaded her ass roughly while twisting and biting her tongue. She tried to push him away, but her arms had no strength, scratching only at his chest.

When she went still, holding her breath, his lips suddenly moved tenderly across her face. In each gesture, she saw Wooshin—then Kim Hyun—flickering back and forth.

Why was the cruel truth turning today into a doubled pleasure? Inside her, his glans twitched as though pulsing with a heartbeat.

“Don’t touch my face.”

Dropping her gaze, she felt his broad palm slide from her belly up to her chest as he finished stripping off the rest of his clothes. Sluuurp—his lips climbed from her chin to her nose, and Seoryeong cried out again.

“I told you, don’t put your mouth on my face...!”

“Then at least open your mouth.”

His tongue slipped inside, stroking her tender throat as if it would reach her tonsils. With one hand gripping the back of her head, he sucked her lips mercilessly. Saliva smeared between them, their tongues clashing wetly.

“Hhh―”

Even then, he shoved himself deeper. As Wooshin exhaled in short, ragged breaths, a thick vein bulged across his neck. After lunging at her lips greedily over and over, he finally tore away, clenching his teeth to hold back as he pushed in.

The maddening pressure made Seoryeong clutch his forearm. At last, as though he couldn’t endure, Wooshin pulled back again.

“I’ll have to stuff something else in too, or I’ll come right away.”

Unable to withstand the pleasure, he pulled out and shoved three fingers inside. He pressed them flat like draft stoppers against the bumpy top wall, gripping her pelvis with raw force.

“Wait, what are you—”

There was no time to think. Whump―! His cock drove back in to the root in an instant. The thick shaft rammed in alongside his fingers, ripping through her mucosa with a chilling force.

“Uuuh―!” 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

But the stabbing pain was brief. Seoryeong slackened, as if greeting something familiar. The sodden, slick hole soon swallowed him without strain. Wooshin poured out a long breath, clenching the sofa armrest.

“Wha―what are you... hh― doing...!”

“My head’s... too hot. I can’t stop.”

“Hhh...!”

“I can’t... do things one at a time.”

Even from his blurred voice and slurred words, his self-control seemed nearly gone. He pulled out to the tip, then rammed deep again, over and over.

Her toes curled from the sensation of being buried and withdrawn. Holding her side and hip firmly, he began to speed up.

“Ah― mmh, uh, uh!”

Her breasts bounced painfully with the pounding from below. Squish, squish—the sound of their coupling reverberated from deep inside her walls. The thick intrusion scraped past his own fingers jammed at her entrance, dragging them as it plunged.

“Mhh, hhh...!”

He slammed into her womb as if to pierce straight through. Grinding their groins together, he mashed his glans against her walls. Seoryeong jerked in shock, twisting her waist.

“Then why did you get in the tub with that bastard? Were you dating while I was gone?”

“Haaah...! Don’t, ahh, don’t say that...!”

As if determined not to come yet, Wooshin kept his fingers jammed between her walls and his cock, thrusting harder. The sofa legs screeched against the floor with each push.

“I can’t let anyone else have my baby.”

“Hahh... baby, what are you even...!”

“So, was dating without me fun?”

“Stop talking nonsense...!”

“Fine, no need to force it.”

When he bit-kissed her jaw, she shoved at him irritably again. I told you not to touch my face! But even as she protested, Wooshin only laughed in arousal. Then, cursing sharply, he yanked his slick fingers out and hammered her clit. Driving himself in, he pushed all the gathered wetness deep inside.

“Ahh, ah, ah―!”

Shivers raced up her spine.

Buried to the skin, Wooshin lost control too, his glans slipping out and slapping her clit with each bounce. His curved cock flicked against her as it sprang free.

“Hhh...”

Seoryeong’s thighs trembled, lips parted. Wooshin gripped himself and shoved back into her gaping entrance. Yet the mis-thrusts kept repeating, his glans popping free with wet little plops, swaying heavily with nowhere to go.

“Fuck...!”

At last, he clamped his thumb over his urethra, dribbling clear fluid. Each drip slicked his shaft, making him pant harshly.

It wasn’t semen, she realized, watching the translucent liquid matting into her pubic hair. Then, even while she puzzled over it, he tried to thrust again. The clumsy, boyish sight made her flush.

“Hhh, mmh...!”

Perhaps because of the precum acting as lubricant, every movement felt sharper. With dimples digging into his ass, Wooshin shoved himself back inside. Her dark mound grazed his abs, and Seoryeong convulsed, crying out from the pleasure.

“Mmhh, haah, aaah...!”

Lifting her hips high, he began to drive into her again, his glans catching on a particularly swollen fold inside. He deliberately hammered only there. Seoryeong gasped and shook her head.

“Too... deep. Not like that...―”

“Didn’t I tell you, just to let me look?”

“Hhh, hht...!”

“Why’d you suddenly put your tongue in me?”

“Mmhh...!”

“Did I look pathetic to you?”

She scratched his hand, shaking her head frantically. Instead of pulling back, Wooshin hauled her hips closer and bit her neck.

He thrust until his abs ❖ Nоvеl𝚒ght ❖ (Exclusive on Nоvеl𝚒ght) mashed against her, then rolled his hips in circles. The thick shaft churned her insides round and round. Her opening clenched in spasms.

“Hhh... hht, mmh, ah―”

“If I stay celibate for life. Will you come back to me....”

“Uhh...!”

“Will you watch over me forever?”

With her legs hooked up, Wooshin pressed his forehead to her knee and begged. Lifted like that, his cock pumping below was even clearer to see.

Hard abs, broad chest, Wooshin’s big hands gripping her waist. His taut hips pounding ceaselessly between her thighs. The sight was so obscene Seoryeong went limp, dazed.

“Hhht―!”

Smack, smack—their sweat-slicked skin slapped like boots stomping puddles. He sucked at her navel and flat stomach as his hips moved.

Her drenched hole clutched his club-thick shaft. Stars burst before her eyes. Her head fell back, jaw trembling.

Thud, thud—the precise impact of his glans had never felt so vivid. His confessions struck her like an aphrodisiac.

“Mmh, uuuh...!”

Even his desperate attitude stomped down on her buried resentments. He was fucking her mindless, jackhammering without pause. He crushed and seared her walls with each thrust, spilling confessions one after another.

“But Seoryeong—if I can’t touch you, can’t even be beside you.”

He squeezed her swaying breasts, hips still pumping relentlessly. Thick veins bulged across his neck like roots.

“Then if I can’t even love you.”

“Uhh...!”

He gripped her shoulders tight and spread her legs wider. His pelvis and hipbones pressed her thighs. The sheer hardness of his muscle burned her tender skin red.

Her vision blurred, sweat pooling in her cleavage. The more rawly their bodies collided, the more her pride crumbled, exposing their weakest flesh.

“Seoryeong, then why should I live.”

Wooshin’s clenched jaw was fixed only on her.