Chapter 43.2
Chapter 43.2
Silence’s lips parted and a masturbatory moan escaped.
Their bodies moved together, heat spreading between them. Jae-heon’s voice was low, teasing.
“See? I told you it would feel good.”
Goyo clung to him, her fingers pressing against his back, feeling the solid warmth of him.
His movements were deep and deliberate, each motion sending a wave of sensation through her. She gasped as she suddenly remembered something important.
“C-Chief… y-you didn’t… ah… use protection…”
Her body tensed at the realization. At the hotel, they had always been careful, but here—everything had happened so quickly.
Jae-heon didn’t stop. Instead, he spoke with calm certainty.
“There isn’t any in my house.”
She blinked. “W-What?”
“I don’t bring women home.”
Her breath hitched.
Jae-heon let out a small chuckle, his voice dropping lower.
“To clarify—I don’t bring women home for this.”
His words sent a shiver through her. He held her closer, his movements deep and slow, drawing her further into his rhythm. The tension between them grew, pulling her deeper into the moment.
“W-What? Right now… ah…!”
Goyo’s breath hitched as she tried to process his words.
Jae-heon didn’t seem interested in explaining himself further. Instead, he simply tightened his grip on her waist, continuing his slow, deliberate movements. Every shift of his hips sent a wave of heat through her, his teasing rhythm making it impossible to think straight.
He let out a deep breath, his gaze lowering.
“You don’t have to worry. I took care of it.”
Goyo’s eyes widened. “Took care of… what?”
She glanced down instinctively, her mind struggling to catch up.
Jae-heon met her gaze, his tone as calm as ever. “No need to worry about pregnancy.”
Her breath caught. “W-What do you mean?”
He wasn’t wearing protection, yet he was completely unconcerned. And then it clicked.
“Wait… are you saying—”
Jae-heon gave a small smirk. “Yeah.”
A sudden rush of emotions hit her all at once. Confusion, curiosity, and something else she couldn’t quite name.
Vasectomy? Why would he…?
She had always assumed that was something older men, usually married ones, opted for. But Jae-heon was young, wealthy, and undeniably attractive. It wasn’t hard to imagine women lining up for him.
Did he do it because he didn’t want to take any risks?
A strange feeling settled in her chest. She hadn’t expected him to be the type to settle down, but still… something about it tugged at her.
Jae-heon tilted his head, watching her expression shift. “You’re giving me a look.”
Goyo quickly averted her gaze, but the unspoken questions lingered between them.
Jae-heon’s hips jerked harder, as if he were chastising Silo for thinking him strange.
“Well, I haven’t f*cked you without a condom in a while.”
Jae-heon gyrated Goyo’s tightly clenched ass and slammed into her hole. His balls slapped against her a*s, making an obscene, grinding noise. A grunting sound filled the foyer, and the sensor lights on the front door flickered off and on with their movements.
“Ugh, ah…… ahh!”
A sobbing moan intertwined with the sound of slapping flesh.
“This is the first time I’ve ever fcked your pssy raw.”
His low voice, accompanied by hot exhalations, stirred my flesh.
He shook her body as he thrust into her at a rapid pace, his blood-red shaft scraping against her inner walls.
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