Chapter 203.2

Chapter 203.2

She couldn’t form a reply and only squeezed her eyes shut. In response, a desperate tongue pushed into her mouth. He held the back of her head firmly, not to hurt her, and savored the widely opened space within.

A wet, squelching sound came from their dampening lips. With their tongues tangled and him thrusting up into her from below, Seoryeong couldn’t find a moment to breathe.

“Hhuub… Nn…”

Maybe if she just closed her eyes like she used to, then she could accept this man? But accepting him and trusting him were separate matters. A vast chasm had been dug between them.

Even so, it felt like coming home, making the bridge of her nose tingle. A faint light was turning on in that newlywed home she had burned down with her own hands.

The more violently their bodies connected, the more her heart, which had been torn so hideously, seemed to be piecing itself back together. But I probably still can’t say I love you. I’ll never shake this feeling of a thorn stuck in my throat.

“Why couldn’t you recognize me at a glance?”

He, who had been burying his lower body between her legs, suddenly stuck out his tongue and slicked a lingering trail from her collarbone to her jaw to her lips. Lee Wooshin held her ankle and stirred her insides as if drawing circles.

“Ngh!”

Her skin, now highly sensitive, let out an indecent sound from even the slightest touch. He nibbled on her earlobe and continued moving his hips.

The heat didn’t subside but grew incessantly hotter. Her face flushed a deep red, feeling on the verge of bursting. The pleasure simply would not abate.

“Seoryeong, come to me again. This time, with a different face. I’ll still recognize you.”

Yes… I think you would. I really think you would. I understand that now…

Seoryeong gasped for breath, shattered by an intense feeling of penetration.

Her emotions were complex, but her physical sensations were undeniably, unequivocally clear. The man who was once her everything was now driving into her with the same unwavering intensity as before. The curved member pressing against her inner walls persistently and tenaciously buried itself deep into her upper stomach.

“For life… Ngh… with you like this… until we die.”

“Ngh, haa, ahh!”

She arched her back with a crack and scraped against the table. She no longer had the energy to scream her moans. She rubbed the back of her head against the hard table and sobbed as if cornered.

“If you don’t want that, then just kill me here instead.”

“Hhuu!”

“Here, here, I’ll give you my weak spot right here.”

Lee Wooshin seized her hand and guided it to point at her carotid artery, her heart, and his own genitals, before finally pressing his lips to her fingers.

He gripped the edge of the table so hard his tendons stood out, driving into her with his solid abdominal muscles. He moved with a desperate intensity, as if racing toward death.

Even when there was nowhere deeper to go, he urgently, forcefully pushed deeper. Even in the midst of lovemaking that felt unhinged, the man somehow seemed like someone standing alone on a cliff, enduring. Without realizing it, Seoryeong wrapped her arms around his neck.

“Then I’ll open my mouth…”

Before she could even finish, Lee Wooshin desperately covered her dry lips with his. He clutched the back of her head and sucked strongly on her lips. A deep breath sucked in through his nostrils, and the pace of his lower body gradually quickened.

“Ugh! Han Seoryeong!”

He contorted his brow and let out a moan that sounded like crying. As if still unsatisfied, he threw her legs over his shoulders and pushed in again, to the hilt, deep.

“Ah, hh, haaah…!”

Lee Wooshin gripped her thighs and drove himself into her without hesitation. A series of deep thrusts followed, sometimes so forceful a squelching sound was audible.

“Haa! Haa!”

At some point, Lee Wooshin wiped Seoryeong’s damp cheek. But she hated the feel of that tender hand stroking the fake leather, so she ruthlessly swatted his touch away and made him grab her breast instead.

The man, whose skin was flushed red up to his collarbones, grinned a white grin, then immediately licked her ribs, kneaded her breast, and this time took her peak into his mouth. He flicked his pointed tongue, licking around the bud in circles.

“Ngh!”

Her sensitive flesh flattened under the pressure, and then an electric sensation tingled throughout her entire breast. He began sucking strongly, pulling on the tip until it made a wet sound. Saliva dripped and wet her nipple, and pleasure spread to her lower stomach and groin.

The man gulped several times, as if slaking a long-held thirst. Seoryeong’s vision swam dizzily, so she just tightly shut her eyes.

“I love you.”

At that moment, Seoryeong’s insides clenched tight. She didn’t know who reached their peak first. Her curled toes refused to unclench, and her taut lower stomach was steadily nearing its climax.

A grinding sound came from Lee Wooshin’s clenched teeth. At some point, her waist and pelvis seized up in a powerful, constricting rhythm.

He poured out a violent moan and slammed his lower body up. Even as he pressed painfully against her, she didn’t retreat an inch.

Suddenly, spurt, spurt!

Her stomach convulsed and twitched. All the tension that had gripped her body all day drained away in a rush.

A sense of lethargy seemed to swallow her whole. Seoryeong accepted the kisses he showered by her ear and slowly sank down into unconsciousness.