Deal Breaker - Chapter 106
“Hyeji-ya, did your imagination include a scene like this too?”
Yes, there was. The kiss in her imagination hadn’t been this electrifying, though.
Their breaths carrying the scent of champagne mingled first, then their lips met, tinged with that bitter note. It was only a light steal and separation, yet already a sharp thrill ran down her spine.
It’s teasing. The moment their gazes collided as if sharing the same thought, their lips pressed together again. This time it was much deeper. Every time their wet membranes rubbed, pleasure boiled up like bubbles in the jacuzzi, popping again and again.
Heat rose inside and out. When she pulled back for air, Kanghyeon wrapped Hyeji in his arms and lifted her onto himself. Hyeji’s eyes went wide in surprise.
The thick arousal she felt between her legs was so natural there was no need to be startled. What felt unfamiliar was the reddened corners of his eyes and the unfocused, melted look in his pupils.
It wasn’t entirely new. Even before, during guiding, this man had sometimes worn that look when drunk on pleasure, but he’d been quick to hide it if Hyeji noticed.
Now he showed it openly. No, more than that, with eyes like that he seemed to demand that since she’d aroused him this much, she should take responsibility.
So e****c.
Hyeji let out a breath without realizing it. Something she couldn’t tell was water or sweat slid down her neckline into her cleavage. The man who’d been following the droplet with his eyes buried his face between her b*****s where it vanished.
His breath brushing her wet skin was hot and rough. His velvet like tongue swept up over flesh prickled with goosebumps. It tickled so much she couldn’t stand it.
“Mmm…”
Just as a moan slipped out before she could stop it, the halter strap of the bikini bra she’d worn out of awkwardness at being naked loosened, and the scrap of fabric covering her chest slipped down and fell away.
“Why put it on if you’re going to take it off. For the fun of the one undressing you?”
Just as he said, it had been destined to be stripped off by his hands from the start. Kanghyeon’s lips touched her taut, stiff n*****s, wet and tense. He teased them the way he kissed her lips. Light kisses, stealing touches, then sucking hard, worrying them with his teeth, then taking them fully into his mouth.
Ah… this kind of kiss hadn’t been part of high school Noh Hyeji’s imagined night beach date…
A body that learned things it hadn’t known before grew greedy.
Kiss me down there too.
It had only been an hour since between her legs had been soaked with his saliva, but the monk in Noh Hyeji’s head said that what happened in the sauna stayed in the sauna. So that didn’t count.
Hyeji braced her hands on his broad shoulders and lifted herself. Kanghyeon loosened the arms wrapped around her waist and looked up at her in puzzlement. But the moment Hyeji perched on the edge of the jacuzzi, the perceptive man’s gaze changed.
Teasing her c**t with his mouth had been something he’d often done even when they were in a business relationship. So she’d thought it wouldn’t be any different now that they were lovers.
Chu, chu.
She was wrong.
Now Han Kanghyeon didn’t charge straight for the goal like it was a task. Starting from her knees, he placed small kisses along her inner thighs, approaching the peak at a leisurely pace. He spread her legs naturally, like flowing water. Slowly building anticipation.
A hand that arrived first brushed her thigh, then parted the center of her bikini and rubbed. It wasn’t that he didn’t know where her c**t was, it was a measuring touch. How swollen she was, how sensitive, how aroused.
When his lips reached her, the hand withdrew and tugged lightly at the strings of her bikini. He peeled the fabric aside, swept his eyes over the exposed flesh with an almost embarrassingly blatant gaze, then buried his mouth between her sensitive lower lips.
“Mmm…”
He found the nub expertly and licked up slowly, teasingly. When Hyeji’s waist trembled without her realizing it, a satisfied smile tugged at Kanghyeon’s lips.
The smile didn’t last long. His mouth had other work to do.
There was one more thing that had changed now that they were lovers. The line Kanghyeon had once strictly kept during foreplay was gone.
Slurp, suck.
“Ah, ahh…”
He bit and sucked without restraint, even places other than her c**t.
Before, the goal had been to prepare her for guiding. Now, pleasure itself was the goal. So now, even when Hyeji was wet, Kanghyeon didn’t stop and clung to her until she went over.
Slurp, suck, smack.
“Ahh, ah, mmm.”
The man who’d been rolling his tongue as if savoring a deep sip of wine, eyes closed, lazily lifted his lids and looked up at Hyeji. The aggressive heat in his gaze, intent on seeing it through to the end, was provocative.
A memory suddenly surfaced of seeing him with a similar look.
The first time she’d known of Han Kanghyeon. In a photograph.
Eyes slanted toward the camera, decadent, a cigarette held between elegantly extended fingers. Back then he’d seemed dominant enough that he looked like the type to be pleasured by women, not someone who’d give it.
But in reality, it was the opposite.
Looks really aren’t everything. People who didn’t know him would see only that alpha male impression and never imagine that Han Kanghyeon would willingly kneel between his wife’s legs and lick her like a dog.
