Deal Breaker - Chapter 29
The flushed lips right in front of her parted slightly. They were so close, she could feel his breath as he inhaled and exhaled, as if steadying himself.
Just like in the car earlier, he parted his lips enough for her to glimpse the soft tongue inside, then tilted his head at an angle, closing the distance.
A kiss.
“Co-sign for me.”
He’s a devil.
“Go away.”
Hyeji tightened her lower body and pushed Kanghyeon out. But as the s***t, which had been pushed out, slid smoothly back inside, she flinched. That man, with a quick snap of his hips, thrust back into her. Since Kanghyeon had never done something like this before, Hyeji was startled and looked back at him.
“I just came.”
“Oh.”
If he just pulled out, the sheets would get dirty. So Hyeji, pinned under his weight, had no choice but to stay still. He pulled out a wad of tissues from the side table and sat up. As soon as the weight pressing her down disappeared, his hand slipped between her legs…
Squish.
She could clearly feel the long s***t sliding out of her body. As soon as the glans, which had been plugging her up like a stopper, popped out, she could feel s***n and her own fluids flowing out, overflowing past her entrance.
“That’s a lot…”
He mumbled from behind, trailed off, and then, embarrassed, cleared his throat. Hyeji, lying on her stomach with her eyes closed, pretended not to hear. Meanwhile, Kanghyeon carefully wiped between her legs with tissues.
During the first year, she had insisted on doing this herself out of embarrassment. But now… Well, if he were told to draw the area between Hyeji’s legs, he could do it in great detail.
Honestly, she was still a little embarrassed, but she didn’t have the strength to lift a finger. Whenever Hyeji collapsed, exhausted from burning herself out, it was always Kanghyeon, who still had energy left, who took care of the aftermath.
Because he was such a considerate man, there had never been any shock or trauma from having her first experience with a man she didn’t love. Rather, the more time passed, and the more she heard about her friends’ experiences, the more thankful she was that it had been with a man who understood manners and boundaries.
But sometimes those manners crossed the line.
With a fresh tissue, Kanghyeon even gently wiped the corners of Hyeji’s eyes. She hadn’t realized that tears had gathered there, shed unconsciously during the overwhelming climax.
Kanghyeon began picking up the pieces of clothing scattered across the bed. That meant he’d finished tidying up after her. As Hyeji tried to get up and leave someone else’s bed, she was at a loss.
She was naked, covered only by a tuxedo jacket that barely reached her b******s. There was no way she could put the dress, now soaked with sweat and bodily fluids, back on. Besides, such things are easy to take off, but hard to put back on.
“That’s what happens when you don’t think about the aftermath before taking your clothes off. Are you an exhibitionist?”
“But you’re the one exposing yourself, CEO.”
Kanghyeon, picking up the boxer briefs from the floor, was naked except for the black belt strapped around his thigh.
“For employee welfare.”
As if showing off his body was some kind of visual welfare program for his secretary. Shameless. Hyeji’s eyes lingered on Kanghyeon’s firm b******s as if she couldn’t help herself.
“The employee welfare program hasn’t changed in years.”
“That’s why you should be grateful, Noh Hyeji-ssi.”
Kanghyeon picked up her clothes and went to the dressing room, but soon came back. In his hands were a bathrobe and hotel slippers. He placed them at Hyeji’s feet, then turned straight toward the bathroom.
“Good work.”
“You too, CEO. You worked hard.”
It was time to return to being just boss and subordinate, rather than matched partners.
Kanghyeon groaned under the cold water pouring from the ceiling.
It’s like being skinned alive.
He’d kept at it so relentlessly for over an hour that it stung down there.
Not even an animal.
The monster called ‘rampage’ had finally retreated, and now it was time for reason to chew through the remains of desire.
He was someone who worshipped the mind, so being ruled by the body was always an unpleasant experience. After every guiding, Kanghyeon inevitably suffered from self-reproach.
Hyeji, too, was a person who led with her head rather than her heart or her body, so he wondered if she felt the same after it was all over. Or maybe he’d rather never know for his whole life. If he ever did find out, his self-reproach would only double.
“…Ha.”
Why did I do that?
Showering after guiding was a time for self-reflection. He would meticulously review whether he had crossed any lines, so as not to do so again next time. If he kept letting these little steps over the line slide, one day all those little steps would add up and he’d find himself so far past the boundary there’d be no going back.
The kiss. Well, that was unavoidable to stop the rampage on the way here, but maybe it was too much to jump her at the hotel room door.
And perhaps it had been excessive to suddenly go down on her c******s. But still, there had been no breach of their personal rules or the Center’s regulations.
Besides, Hyeji was the type to speak up if she disliked something.
