Deal Breaker - Chapter 116
He handed her his pajama shirt, which had been tossed carelessly at the head of the bed. Hyeji thought it was odd, but she didn’t ask and took it, slipping it on. The shirt reached the middle of her thighs. She buttoned it all the way up with care, leaving only the top three buttons below her neck undone, then took a step forward.
She threw open the balcony door. Cool, refreshing air heavy with the scent of rain and moisture rushed in. The heat that still clung to her skin from s*x and a nap cooled as her flushed flesh met the breeze.
Hyeji inhaled deeply, savoring the fresh air and the pleasant feeling, then turned back and froze in confusion. In the cool air filling the bedroom, Kanghyeon alone was looking at her with heated eyes.
How long had it been since he’d finished that he was already aroused again.
As he swallowed dryly, his adam’s apple bobbed conspicuously. His sculpted upper body muscles, more statue-like than any sculpture she’d grown tired of seeing in Italy, visibly tensed and swelled.
Below his waist was hidden under a thick blanket for now, but Hyeji would bet Kanghyeon’s Han River view apartment that it had woken up again and was lifting its thick head.
“Again? What did I even do this time?”
“Because you’re so sexy.”
Only then did Hyeji remember when she’d heard those exact words before.
“Haah, because it’s sexy.”
Back on the cruise, he’d said the same thing when he’d gotten worked up while covering her naked body with his jacket as they had s*x.
“That time, I wanted to have s*x with you, not guiding.”
So he got turned on seeing her in his clothes again. Was that just his kink?
Suddenly, Hyeji recalled that the first time she’d borrowed Kanghyeon’s clothes and had s*x hadn’t been only at the Dubai hotel where they’d made Saebyeok.
“Even during our first guiding, I borrowed your shirt, Kanghyeon-ssi. Back then too, did I look sexy enough to make you want to have s*x?”
“S*x. With a kid who didn’t even know what s*x was.”
A kid who didn’t know what it meant to borrow a man’s shirt, who had no idea what would happen if she got into bed with a man, who could only smile innocently and nervously.
But now she was a woman. Her body was an adult’s body then too and now. So what had changed, that a man with little libido was turned into a beast in heat at any moment?
When Hyeji returned to the bed, Kanghyeon sat up. He caught her slender waist and pulled her onto his lap. Just like during their first guiding.
Rustle. The shirt wrinkled roughly. Back then, she’d wrapped her arms around his waist only because she was afraid of falling off as she perched awkwardly on him. She hadn’t clutched him tightly enough to crush her chest.
“Hnn…”
And now, he didn’t ask if he could touch her. The hand sliding up her bare inner thigh disappeared beneath the hem of the shirt, and Hyeji threw her head back, letting out a heated moan.
“Haah…”
As his lips traced down her fully exposed neck, the collar got in the way. Kanghyeon popped open the buttons fastened at the center of her chest, one, two, then caught the shirt collar that barely clung to her shoulders with his teeth and tugged it down.
His wet lips grazed her round shoulder, and his large hands greedily kneaded the pale b*****s she’d kept hidden for so long. Kanghyeon didn’t take his eyes off Hyeji’s face as it changed under his touch, just like the first time.
Back then, it had been the innocent face of someone afraid of unknown stimulation.
“Ah, ahh…”
But now, it was the face of someone who knew pleasure and craved it.
That was what had changed.
In the end, he could no longer deny it. He was the one who’d turned that kid into a woman.
It had been almost seven years since that day. As Noh Hyeji learned pleasure, Kanghyeon’s fingertips learned her body.
“Haah!”
Overwhelmed by a climax that surged in an instant, her body stiffened and trembled violently, then suddenly went slack as she collapsed against him. Just like when she’d experienced her first o****m in Kanghyeon’s arms.
Watching her face openly display hazy satisfaction, Kanghyeon retraced the expression Hyeji had worn at the moment she’d learned adult pleasure. It was still vivid.
Perhaps moments of upheaval couldn’t be forgotten. Or maybe it was because the woman who’d been stiff with fear from start to finish had finally relaxed completely, trusting him and giving herself over in that instant. How could he ever forget that.
