Deal Breaker - Chapter 26
Kanghyeon looked down at the woman shaking to pieces beneath him with eyes filled with conflicting emotions. The long hair he’d twisted up had already come undone and was rippling out in all directions like her own waves.
The chandelier-style earrings swung and tangled in her hair. Hyeji, twisting her body along with his thrusts, reached up, apparently bothered by her pulled ear. Watching her fumble awkwardly, Kanghyeon finally reached out.
He unclasped her earrings and tossed them onto his shirt. Hyeji looked up at him wide-eyed, as if asking if he could really just throw something so expensive. Kanghyeon answered by unclasping the necklace—surely more expensive—around her slender neck and tossing it on top.
“Should I take off your bracelet too?”
Hyeji nodded. Every time her body was rocked, the banded bracelet scratched her pale wrist, which had also started to annoy Kanghyeon.
“Why is this so tight?”
When it wouldn’t come off, Kanghyeon bit at the clasp with his teeth. Hyeji didn’t protest about leaving bite marks on an expensive item, she just watched him quietly.
Mm, I want to touch his face.
That’s what Hyeji was thinking. As he worried at the bracelet, her hand hovered awkwardly above his face. Smooth, straight, shiny… She felt as though her hand would just slide right off the bridge of his nose.
But his face wasn’t necessary for guiding.
Even now, his wet lips kept brushing the inside of her wrist, a place that also wasn’t necessary for guiding. She could actually see the tiny hairs on her arm stand on end from the tingling sensation.
“It’s all red.”
After tossing the bracelet aside, he clicked his tongue as he looked at the inside of her wrist. He tried to soothe the spot by rubbing it with his thumb, only making it redder, then let go and grabbed Hyeji’s waist again. Ready to keep going.
“Ah, CEO. Wait.”
Hyeji pressed her hand to Kanghyeon’s bare chest, then jerked it back as if burned. Maybe it was. The moment their sweat-dampened skin met, a hot flush surged up her hand and lingered even after she pulled away. Right now, her whole body felt like a guiding receptor. In other words, an erogenous zone.
“My dress is going to get ruined.”
Hyeji looked down at her dress, bunched up to her navel. If they kept going like this, the fabric would get wrinkled and soaked with fluids.
Actually, it already was. Their fluids were soaking each other’s thighs so much that every time their lower bodies met, the wet slap sent droplets flying, leaving deep stains along the hem.
“Buy a new one.”
“No, it’s not that I need one, it’s just, this is company property, angh!”
“If that’s the case, want to take it off?”
“…No.”
Her chest was also unnecessary for guiding. Even if she stripped completely below the waist, she’d never once shown him her upper body.
“I’m about to lose control here, and all you can think about is a piece of fabric?”
“It’s an expensive piece of— nnngh!”
The urgency in his eyes was like sparks flying. Of course, sparks were flying in Hyeji’s eyes too as her erogenous zones were struck directly.
“Focus.”
But in reality, it was he who couldn’t focus.
Noh Hyeji wore the dress with no bra.
He hadn’t noticed at all at the party. Now, with the thin silk sweat-soaked and clinging to her skin, it was obvious. The round swell and outline of her b*****s stood out clearly.
With every gentle thrust, they swayed gently, and with every hard thrust, they bounced big. The mass of flesh, gathered into a soft mound, circled round in rhythm with his movements.
Her b*****s had never shaken like this when she wore a bra. Kanghyeon’s face reddened even more. He realized that when he’d had her pressed against the wall earlier, he’d felt her b*****s then, too.
Kanghyeon picked up his black tuxedo jacket and draped it over Hyeji’s upper body. But this stubborn Noh Hyeji, worried about ruining her expensive dress, took the opportunity to shrug it off. Kanghyeon watched, incredulous, as she squirmed out of her dress under the jacket.
Was it really that precious to her? But watching her fold it neatly and lay it prettily on the bed, he changed his mind. Maybe she really did like it that much. Maybe he should keep it and give it to her as a birthday present.
The resolution not to give his Guide every little thing she wanted, lest she end up running circles around him, was already dissolving.
“Go ahead.”
Noh Hyeji, able to say things like that so boldly, spread her legs wide so the flushed insides of her thighs were exposed under nothing but a man’s jacket. And even managed a bashful smile.
So e****c.
Trying to cover her up just made her do something even more e****c. This was a woman who had to be both e****c and not e****c at the same time. It was okay to get aroused below the waist, but not above.
But right now, this scene felt less like professional guiding and more like private s*x.
“Is it okay if I do you from behind?”
“Pervert boss.”
Hyeji narrowed her eyes and glared at him. Kanghyeon just grinned, playing his given role.
If he had to risk being misunderstood as a pervert, it was better than losing himself and making a mistake with Hyeji by forgetting that this was strictly professional.
