Deal Breaker - Chapter 24
“Ah—”
Her body was suddenly lifted up. It looked like they would go all the way right there, but belatedly, he must have decided to move to the bedroom. As Hyeji clung to him, she reflexively gripped his c**k with her inner muscles. A groan sounded right by her ear.
“Secretary Noh, I understand you want to get off work as soon as possible, but please hold back until we get to the bed. I don’t want to jump you on the living room floor.”
That wouldn’t be so bad once in a while though. If she actually said that out loud, she’d get the same look as earlier in the car, when she’d suggested doing it there, like she was some kind of pervert.
“Ah.”
“Ugh.”
She’d tried to restrain herself, but failed. This was gravity’s fault, and also the fault of a man who was walking with his c**k still stuck inside Hyeji.
“I told you not to squeeze.”
“As long as you’re pressing in my g-spot, that’s impossible.”
As he took another step, the base of his c**k, slick with her juices, slipped out and then slid back in with a thrust. Haah. Ngh. The two of them trembled, letting out short moans once again.
“CEO, are you not aware that your thing is more of a weapon than a c**k?”
“That’s why I told you before that if you had any issues after seeing it in person, you could break the contract.”
“It looked exactly like you said, so I just approved it.”
“Approved…”
Kanghyeon let out a quiet laugh, then echoed the words Hyeji had said during their first guiding, answering himself,
“Can something this big really fit? Yes, it all fits.”
You didn’t need to see the way their bodies were pressed together so tightly to know. Their pubic bones, wet with her fluids, were rubbed against each other with every step. It was almost unbearable.
“Ha, next time let’s not book a suite where it’s so far from the entrance to the bedroom.”
“You’re the one who told me to book this place.”
As they bickered their way to the bedroom, they left a trail of cream-colored high heels, black dress shoes, and suit pants behind.
Hyeji glanced over Kanghyeon’s shoulder at the scattered pieces and thought of Hansel and Gretel marking their way back. It wasn’t the wrong metaphor. An hour later, they would be retracing their steps, gathering their discarded clothes, returning from s*x-driven beasts to desireless humans.
“Ah, ngh…”
The moment they entered the bedroom, Kanghyeon laid Hyeji down on the bed and immediately pulled out. The place where his c**k had suddenly left felt empty.
If it was just emptiness, she could endure it. But an unbearable, burning need began to boil up inside her, so intense she could hardly stand it. She was overwhelmed by an abnormal desire to stuff anything long and thick she could see inside herself.
This was a side effect of stopping guiding in the middle.
Why did no one ever tell her this could happen?
She never would have known until she experienced it for herself. There was a time, on an operation, when an emergency forced Kanghyeon to leave midway through guiding. While he was going through hell in a dangerous situation, Hyeji was left to go through her own hell in a safe hotel room, driven nearly mad by overwhelming lust.
She couldn’t sleep or eat, and in the end, she tried to relieve herself, but it was as if she’d become numb—she felt nothing at all. Only when Kanghyeon returned and entered her did the unbearable need that had tormented her for two days vanish. Like magic, as if it had never happened. It was so anticlimactic she felt empty afterward.
It really felt like there was some secret erogenous zone that only her matched Esper’s c**k could reach.
When she’d asked Kanghyeon about it, he’d said Espers didn’t experience anything like that, which had made her a little annoyed. And that day, guiding had felt so good, and she’d felt so miserable about that, that she ended up sobbing her heart out for the first time since she was in the third year of middle school.
This man probably remembered it too. Now, seeing him unhurriedly unbuttoning his shirt, not ripping it off but undoing each button one by one, he seemed so composed… Oh, how annoying. Hyeji couldn’t think that taking off a shirt button by button was the ‘normal’ way right now.
Her gaze followed his hands down the shirt, lingering at the hem. The moment she saw his c**k, slick and glistening with her fluids, she felt her face flush. Or, at least, she should have. She could hardly breathe.
His glans, swollen and red like a ripe plum, suddenly looked delicious. She wanted to wrap her mouth between her legs around it, gulp it down in one bite, and suck and slurp until the thick juice spurted out.
She even started thinking she wanted to topple this man, who was so much bigger than her, and ride him, completely consumed by lust. This was serious. Terminal, even. Hyeji sighed and urged him on.
“CEO, I think my personality is about to get worse.”
“Worse than now?”
“…….”
Kanghyeon finished undoing the last button and grinned brazenly. If he really wanted to know whether she could get any worse than this, she’d be happy to show him.
“I, Hyeji the monk, shall quit as soon as I pay off my loan.”
Words no one else could say in front of their employer. It was a matching Guide’s privilege.
“Secretary Noh, do you really think just one apartment is enough these days? You need to get another one for your retirement.”
Like always, Kanghyeon, who thought the scariest thing in the world was Hyeji quitting, tried to lure her with money.
“How about buying a whole building next time? A 30-year mortgage would be good, don’t you think?”
