Deal Breaker - Chapter 37
“Noh Hyeji, you need to review the contract terms.”
It was the first time she had ever seen a man’s p***s in real life. Her thoughts froze, and so did her gaze.
“……”
With her lips slightly parted, Hyeji couldn’t take her eyes off his center. In her brown eyes was a mix of curiosity and a bit of fear.
“You can touch it.”
With his permission, Hyeji sat up without a single word of refusal. Sitting face to face, she stared blankly at the e***t manhood standing tall, then suddenly licked her dry lips and tucked her hair behind her ear as she lowered her head. Startled, Kanghyeon hurriedly grabbed Hyeji’s shoulder.
“With your hand.”
Don’t use your mouth.
Hyeji widened her eyes and looked up at him, then asked,
“Then what else would I touch it with, if not my hand?”
“……”
Maybe she’d just wanted to take a closer look. He felt like a pervert for misunderstanding such an innocent girl. In truth, the innocent and the pervert had switched roles. Hyeji was actually thinking that she wanted to try putting it in her mouth.
How do people put something they pee with in their mouth? Ew, gross.
The Confucian-girl Noh Hyeji, who had once harbored such thoughts, died right there that day. When she’d seen p*****s in porn, she’d just thought they looked gross, but Kanghyeon’s looked quite pretty and clean.
No matter how appearance-obsessed the world is, it’s only natural to find something that looks good more appetizing. Still, the sudden urge to suck it was largely due to the abnormal desires of a Guide, something she hadn’t known before.
Of course, she didn’t actually intend to put it in her mouth on the very first day. Carefully reaching out, Hyeji flinched as soon as her hand touched his pillar, like she’d been burned.
“Ah, it’s really hot.”
Embarrassed, Hyeji covered her mouth with one hand and blushed, but didn’t take the other hand off Kanghyeon’s manhood.
“It’s hard down here, but soft up here.”
Giggling to herself as she touched the glans, her eyes grew round as precum welled up from the tip. At this point, Kanghyeon felt like a zoo monkey on display for a high school girl.
“I told you to review, not to write an observation report.”
“Ah, right.”
As if that makes sense. This girl is seriously funny.
Hyeji then took Kanghyeon’s left hand and brought it to his crotch, spreading his thumb and pinky finger to measure.
“……”
Hyeji hesitated for a moment.
Looks like you’re exceeding the contract terms. It was just a bit longer than a handspan. But to nitpick over a centimeter and say ‘This isn’t what was promised’ would be ridiculous. Not that she ever had any intention of rejecting him anyway…
“…Can something this big really go in?”
“I’ll only put in half at first.”
“Half?”
Hyeji spread her own thumb and index finger to measure exactly half of Kanghyeon’s p***s, then placed that hand over her lower belly. Watching her look down with confused eyes, it was obvious she was wondering, ‘Can this much really fit inside me?’ Her little brain was hard at work making calculations.
If even half seemed daunting, then why was she doing this?
And why did Kanghyeon’s hand, measuring a full handspan, come to rest on her lower belly? Even though he said half was plenty, she was imagining it all going in.
What kind of girl is this?
At this point, ‘bold’ wasn’t enough to describe her. Kanghyeon withdrew his hand from her belly and asked,
“So, do you want to keep going?”
“No one’s ever died from it, right?”
“Enough. I’d better take a tranquilizer.”
“No, don’t.”
As he tried to get up, Hyeji grabbed his manhood. Kanghyeon’s eyes widened.
Don’t most people grab your arm, not that…?
He glanced at her, and she, embarrassed, let go with a sheepish grin.
“Does this feel better than before?”
“It probably depends on the person.”
More than that…
“Did it feel good earlier?”
“Yes.”
Hyeji answered honestly right away, then shyly covered her mouth… only to add something that didn’t sound shy at all.
“You’re really good at it.”
“With no experience and nothing to compare to, by what standard do you say I’m good?”
“You can tell whether your first bite of a fruit is delicious or not with just one taste, can’t you?”
“Well, well. Now you’re comparing me to something you eat.”
It was absurd, but he couldn’t say he disliked hearing it. If she hated this and was just enduring it for the money, that would be a problem. But just one word—saying she liked it—was enough to banish all his worries.
He laid Hyeji back down on the bed and pulled up the shirt that reached her thighs to her lower abdomen. Embarrassed, Hyeji reached down. Not to the shirt hem, but to the sleeve, clutching it as she pulled her hand away.
“If you don’t like it at any point, tell me. I’ll do whatever makes you feel good.”
Was it really that good for her earlier? He tried to hide his smile by biting his lip, but what’s the point? His eyes were already smiling. She could be disconcerting at times, but her honesty, whether it was about both money and desire, made her easy to be around.
