Deal Breaker - Chapter 34
The moment she vividly felt the firm little nub rolling within the soft flesh, Hyeji’s hips bounced up. Her moan was followed by an embarrassed laugh. Whether it was the way she consciously acted or the involuntary reactions she showed, it seemed clear Hyeji didn’t dislike his caresses.
The area around her entrance was wet.
When he rubbed his index finger over the center of her underwear, fluid clung to his fingertip. Sensing that she herself felt how wet she was, an embarrassed laugh slipped out of her again.
“Can I touch you inside your underwear?”
There was no answer.
“I’m going to do things like this.”
He lifted his head as he rubbed the spot where her c******s should be with his wet fingertip. Her cheeks, once peach-like, were now the color of strawberries. Maybe he should give her more time. Just as he was about to withdraw his hand, Hyeji hurriedly nodded.
“Yes, yes.”
She even spread her legs wider, and the scent of her arousal drifted over. Licking his dry lips, Kanghyeon slipped his hand under her underwear’s waistband. The moment bare skin touched, both of them drew in a deep breath.
He wouldn’t need any gel.
She was slippery inside. Spreading the plump flesh apart with two fingers, Kanghyeon asked,
“Have you ever gotten this wet before?”
“Sometimes… when I see something e****c…”
Hyeji whispered, laughing in embarrassment.
“It gets really hot here…”
“But you’ve never touched yourself?”
Like this.
Kanghyeon slid his middle finger between the parted flesh.
“Because I’m scared, hnnh.”
The moment his finger brushed a round nub, Hyeji gasped and clamped her legs together.
“There’s nothing to be afraid of.”
Kanghyeon pulled Hyeji into his arms. Each time he touched her, her legs clamped tighter, so he hooked them over his own thighs. When Kanghyeon spread her legs, Hyeji’s thighs parted helplessly.
“This is how you do it.”
He gently rolled the little nub, the clitoral hood, between the folds.
“Huh, ah, ahh…”
Her breathless gasps gradually turned into choked moans. Hyeji’s back arched sharply against his chest. Her reactions were so quick. Just when he thought she was about to come, Hyeji suddenly grabbed his wrist and curled up, pulling away from his hand. Kanghyeon stopped and asked,
“Does it hurt?”
“Ah, no. It just feels weird…”
“That’s the right feeling.”
“Ah…”
As the grip on his wrist loosened, Kanghyeon resumed with his hand.
“Slowly. I’ll go slowly.”
“Ah, hng…”
“I won’t hurt you.”
So entrust your body to me.
With his other hand, Kanghyeon soothed the trembling inner thigh, comforting Hyeji as she was startled by this entirely new sensation. To break through the lull and set off the wave of pleasure again after it had just about begun, he’d have to be even more patient.
“Mm, ah, ahh…”
“You’re doing great.”
What exactly am I doing? What is this man doing to make my body react like this? Hyeji was lost, unable to make sense of this first-time experience. It felt like being tossed into a rough sea, barely able to breathe between the crashing, overwhelming waves of stimulation.
But what am I doing well?
Panting, Hyeji stared blankly down between her legs. Through her now-translucent, wet panties, she could vaguely see his hand moving. Every time his knuckles bulged as if about to tear through the fabric, her heart pounded. She both wanted and didn’t want to look beneath her underwear.
“Ah, hng!”
Suddenly, his touch changed, and Hyeji’s hips twisted. The same neat fingers she’d once seen holding a cigarette in a photo now pinched her c******s and twisted.
“Does it hurt?”
“Haa, no.”
She reflexively looked up and met Kanghyeon’s eyes in the window’s reflection. Even half-naked, the man still had the intellectual air he wore when dressed in a suit.
He brushed aside the damp hair that had fallen across his forehead, then wet his lower lip with the tip of his tongue. Now, she wondered, could he really still be called only intellectual?
As his adam’s apple bobbed with a swallow, Hyeji’s chest heaved as well. Her n*****s stiffened tightly inside her bra.
“Hng!”
The hand that had paused started moving again. Following his gaze downward, Hyeji suddenly found her breath catching. Reflected in the window, she saw herself, legs spread wide, hips jerking up uncontrollably. And in the center, his large hand was plunging in and out. He was blatantly watching the spot where they joined.
It was a scene out of a porno, so obscene that it shocked her back to her senses.
When she tried to close her legs, he only spread them wider.
“Ah.”
Kanghyeon, surprised at his own actions, stopped and asked,
“Why? Does it hurt?”
Hyeji shook her head.
“Do you not like it? Should I stop?”
“No, that’s not it…”
Following Hyeji’s gaze, Kanghyeon met the eyes of the woman in the window’s reflection, her face twisted in distress. Squeezing her eyes shut, Hyeji asked,
“Could you close your eyes, please?”
Even to her own eyes, she looked strange. How much more strange must she look to him?
