Deal Breaker - Chapter 63

His hand was suddenly full of something soft yet heavy.

Soft?

“Uh…”

But it was… getting firm.

Beneath his pressing index finger, something was stiffening against his touch.

It was her n****e. Noh Hyeji’s n****e stood e***t at his touch, and Kanghyeon’s mind went completely blank.

“……”

“……”

“Sir… Would you… like to touch my b*****s?”

“…I already… did…?”

“……”

“……”

“Ah, whatever.”

Hyeji began unbuttoning her shirt dress from the collar down. Watching the neckline, always kept prim and proper, slowly open before his eyes left Kanghyeon breathing harshly, as if unable to believe she was his to behold.

I don’t know anymore either.

“Ahh…”

Kanghyeon gave her b****t a squeeze before moving his hand to her back. He wanted to strip her clothes off but didn’t have enough hands. Still, he couldn’t bring himself to let go of her c**t. Instead, he grabbed her hem with his teeth, tugged it down to her shoulders, and reached behind her. As soon as he tugged one strap of her bra, she seemed to anticipate it, pulling the other, and the hook came undone.

Ting. The sound of the taut strap snapping free shattered what remained of his patience. He didn’t have the patience to wait for her to take her sleeves off herself.

“I’ll buy you a new one.”

He instinctively glanced at the tag sewn on the inside of the band, then tore off the clasp at the shoulder and tossed her bra aside. Next, it was time to strip away what little remained of Han Kanghyeon’s rationality, which was already hanging by a thread.

He turned Hyeji to face him. Her cheeks were flushed, whether from embarrassment or arousal, he couldn’t tell. Her clear eyes sparkled with an anticipation he rarely ever saw in them.

Kanghyeon tugged the loose fabric off her slender shoulders. Even as her chest was fully exposed to his eyes, she didn’t cover herself.

“You know… what we’re doing now isn’t guiding anymore. Right?”

Noh Hyeji nodded solemnly, then grinned. She said she wanted this. Kanghyeon felt doomed.

‘Why are you acting like this today?’

This was the final physical line he’d drawn. If he crossed it, the road back would be long… if he could even go back at all.

‘And why the hell am I like this?’

Even if a Guide stripped naked to tempt him, he should have held the line. He couldn’t afford to hand his leash over to his Guide. He wasn’t sure about the leash, but it was clear the reins had already slipped from his hands.

The sight of her pale b*****s turned his mind utterly blank. Her skin had always been fair, but her chest, untouched by sunlight, was so pale it almost glowed. The bold, clear line he’d drawn between them in his head was gone, lost somewhere in the curves of her b*****s.

‘Noh Hyeji… why are you beautiful here too? You’ll drive me insane.’

The twin curves formed a perfect symmetry, their tips a glossy, flushed pink. Even the right one he’d already touched looked beautiful standing proud.

What a joke. If all she wanted was to show him this, why had he been so diligent in looking away, silently reciting the national anthem in his head? The reason he’d drawn that line no longer mattered. His rationality was already in tatters.

Was she cold? He could see goosebumps forming on her smooth skin. Kanghyeon traced his finger down from her collarbone to her e***t n****e. Goosebumps ran up his own hand in response.

“Nnngh…”

He grabbed one of her b*****s, filling his hand with its soft, warm flesh. It molded against his hand like warm, chewy rice cake. Similar to her a*s, but softer, without muscle underneath. Plump and tender.

As he kneaded her b****t, her n****e poked out between his fingers, round and firm, begging to be bitten. He flicked it lightly, and Hyeji jolted, letting out a startled “Ah!” that made her whole body flinch.

‘Cute.’

He pinched both n*****s between his thumb and forefinger, twisting gently. Her supple flesh yielded into a pretty shape under the pressure.

“Mmh…”

He couldn’t take his eyes or hands off her.

“Sir, ahh… do you… like b*****s?”

He didn’t. Not especially. But seeing his own hands doing what they were doing, the contradiction was too stark to say so. No one who didn’t like them would be doing this.

Unbelievable. When had he started lusting after his secretary and Guide’s b*****s? Thinking back, he’d almost touched them in Dubai.

‘Han Kanghyeon… you’re one filthy bastard.’

Ah, but honestly.

“Can I suck them?”