Deal Breaker - Chapter 27
Hyeji, draped in the jacket, slowly raised herself up and lay face down. The moment her body touched the bed, a hand slipped between her thighs, spreading her legs, and as soon as his manhood, which had just been withdrawn, pressed against her entrance, it slid in all at once.
“Ah, hah—”
Her head lifted reflexively. Hyeji didn’t care which position it was. Either way, all she had to do was lie there, enjoy it, or endure it. Besides, whichever way, Kanghyeon was big and skilled.
“You look like you’re about to go out on rampage, but I appreciate that you still take the time to choose your position, CEO Han.”
She mumbled, feigning annoyance, as she was rocked from behind, and there was a low chuckle from behind her. A large hand covered the back of her head, stroking down as if comforting a sulky child.
She didn’t know if she still seemed like a child to him, but back then, she must have been one. Hyeji gazed out at the familiar scene outside the window, lost in old memories.
A beach darkened by night, palm trees, and city lights rippling on the sea. That exotic scenery was exactly the same as six years ago. Even the shaking bed sheets, crackling and then growing damp, felt the same.
Of all things, the same hotel, the same bed.
Hyeji turned her head to look at Kanghyeon. The man looked down at her, eyes unfocused and hazy. The moment their eyes met, they sharpened, as if asking, ‘Why? Are you okay?’
Even his gaze was the same as that day. The fact that six years had passed since then felt almost like a lie.
The mood of the s*x—or rather, the guiding—and each of their attitudes.
“Secretary Noh, why are you smiling?”
And the fact that the way he addressed her had changed. That was the only thing reminding her that this was not that moment, not that day.
“Let me laugh too.”
“If you knew, you wouldn’t be able to laugh, ah, ah— anngh!”
Kanghyeon said it was only fair that if she couldn’t laugh, he shouldn’t either, and drove his body into hers without mercy. Childishly. Where did that mature man from that night go? Laughter spilled out mixed with moans.
“Haa, ngh—”
Heavy moans poured out, right onto the back of Hyeji’s head. She could clearly feel the sweat collecting in the palm pressing into her back, almost as if he was nailing her down. On top of that, drops of Kanghyeon’s sweat dripped down onto her cheek.
The hand that had been gripping her thigh disappeared, then reappeared in front of her, gently wiping the sweat from her cheek. His hand didn’t go lower. Instead, it pressed against her field of vision. The veins on the back of his hand bulged, the pulse at his wrist pounding as his hips moved faster.
I want to touch him.
She wasn’t the only one overwhelmed by this strange urge.
“Haa, f—”
Kanghyeon half-spat out a rough word she’d never heard in six years, then suddenly grabbed Hyeji into a tight embrace. He buried his face in the nape of her neck, exhaling hot breaths, then, almost like an animal, bared his teeth and nipped her gently.
Lying under the man, yet feeling as if she was on top. Maybe this satisfaction came from the instinct of a Guide, feeling pleasure when her matched Esper was desperate for her.
His sturdy forearms wrapped tightly around Hyeji’s waist and shoulders. Even as their bodies pressed together with no space between, his hips moved fiercely, making her sweat-soaked body slide and slip in his arms. His embrace grew even tighter.
A large hand stroked her around the navel, then slowly moved from her shoulder down her arm, caressing the goosebumps on her skin. Did this man know he was invading places he’d never touched before?
“Hnnh…”
“Ah…”
His lower body, which had been thrusting up so powerfully, suddenly dropped onto Hyeji’s hips. The pillar that slid all the way in struck the end of her, and her inner walls clenched down on him. Both of them, driven right to the edge, trembled together in that instant, joined at the waist.
With every forceful thrust, Hyeji’s chest bounced, brushing against his forearm. The moment she felt the hot, firm sensation of his body in an unfamiliar place, her heart skipped a beat. When his thumb, which had been circling up her stomach, brushed and lifted under her chest, her breath caught.
“Ah, sorry.”
As soon as Hyeji tensed up, Kanghyeon sprang away as if doused in cold water. The movement below her waist stopped, and an awkward silence followed. The ticking of the second hand on Kanghyeon’s watch sounded unusually loud. It was Hyeji who broke the silence first.
“Uh… CEO…”
She hadn’t meant she disliked it, and maybe he misunderstood. But saying ‘You can touch me if you want’ would sound weird. It might make it seem like she wanted something private.
She didn’t want to be misunderstood, but she also couldn’t say, like with the kiss, ‘If you raise my salary by one percent, I’ll let you touch my b*****s.’ That would be even weirder. It’s not like guiding was done with her chest anyway. What should she say?
