Deal Breaker - Chapter 62

‘Noh Hyeji. Why the hell did you suck me?’

Did she even realize that, in that moment, at thirty-two years old, he had almost died of a heart attack? Knowing her usual curiosity, the claim that she’d done it out of ‘wondering if guiding would work this way too’ might well have been true. But as the saying goes, a frog can be killed by a stone thrown out of mere curiosity.

Before the guiding could even reach its peak, the urge to climax surged through him, and he stopped her hips from moving. Hyeji, forehead still pressed to his, tilted her eyes up to look at him. The moment her clear gaze filled his vision, he couldn’t understand why he’d done it.

He pulled her into a sudden embrace and claimed her small lips. Kanghyeon sucked and parted her plump lips, slipping his tongue between her parted teeth as if he’d been waiting for this.

‘Noh Hyeji. Not you too. Even if I lose control, you can’t—’

But she didn’t give him time to regain his senses, her tongue intertwining with his eagerly. Truly as if she’d been waiting for it.

‘I’m done for. That frog killed by a stone thrown out of curiosity must be Han Kanghyeon’s sanity.’

No. This is guiding.

Barely keeping his slipping reason alive, he clung to that excuse as if carving it onto his own gravestone.

Yes. A kiss is guiding. It says so in the job description.

“Mmph… ngh…”

But nowhere in the job description did it say to perform every act possible while kissing.

They licked and sucked at each other’s tongues as though they were savoring ice cream. Their tongues kneaded against one another, tracing every corner, tasting every inch, from the insides of their lips to their cheeks. Kanghyeon slid his tongue along hers, feeling for himself how evenly her teeth were aligned.

Only after their jaws ached and their tongues throbbed did the kiss finally break. As soon as their lips parted, he pecked her flushed, swollen lips, which trembled with breathless gasps. Her chest rose and fell heavily, soft flesh pressing and molding against him with every breath. His nape, perfectly fine during the kiss, now burned hot.

Maybe he’d held her too tightly. Kanghyeon loosened his arms around her.

But Hyeji didn’t move away. Instead, she rested her head on his shoulder. Hopefully she wouldn’t notice the heat on his nape.

“Hyeji-ssi, are you tired?”

Fingers slipped into her hair, stroking her head gently. Her hair tie had come loose from all the kissing and slipped down. Kanghyeon tucked stray strands behind her ear, then traced a hand up her impossibly slender leg as he asked,

“Do your legs hurt? Should I get on top?”

“Haa, no.”

Hyeji suddenly raised her head, gripping his shoulders again. With his length buried to the hilt during the kiss, she withdrew halfway and began rocking her hips again. The wet, lewd sound was even more explicit than before.

‘Noh Hyeji, you stubborn girl.’

Kanghyeon, knowing he was being wicked, occasionally covered her lips mid-breath, teasing her, while his wandering gaze traced uselessly over her earlobes and nape, caressing them without purpose.

His upper and lower halves worked separately. Above, he disrupted her rhythm with kisses, and below, he helped her movements.

He gripped her soft yet firm a*s in one hand, lifting and lowering her in rhythm. When she dropped her hips, he pressed lightly against her lower back. The moment she sank down, taking even what had slipped out deep inside, Hyeji curled in on herself and tried to push him away.

“Ngh, it’s too deep.”

“Why? Isn’t this your favorite spot?”

He flicked his hips, rubbing the narrow spot just above her cervix with his tip. She was already feeling it. Her inner walls convulsed differently, spasming around him.

“Ah, hngh, not today.”

“Usually, people say that before they start this.”

If she said no, he had to let her go.

“Turn around.”

Then he’d just make her feel good this way. He turned her around, sliding only half of himself back inside her. Sliding his hand beneath her skirt, he parted her soft folds and teased her soaked bud.

“Ah, mmph, haaah…”

Her reactions were already intense. Inside, she squeezed and milked him, while outside, she leaned against him, whimpering cutely, making him kiss the corner of her eye.

‘She’s so close.’

Her whole body began trembling. Her walls tightened so hard it felt like they might break him in half, gripping him so tightly it made him wonder if she might cramp from the effort. He slid his hand under her skirt to caress her lower stomach gently.

She was always muttering about gaining weight, but while her stomach had grown slightly, this didn’t feel like fat. The firmness was different. As his palm circled around her navel, feeling her carefully—

Gasp!

Hyeji suddenly grabbed his hand and sank down. The movement caused his hand to accidentally push up a flimsy piece of fabric.