Chapter 231.2

Chapter 231.2

While covering the back of her hand, Wooshin stroked upward along his penis. Just meeting his sweet, sticky gaze made Seoryeong’s ears burn bright red.

Immobile, she leaned into her husband’s kiss. Her underwear and pants slid down, and his persistent gaze landed on her pelvis.

“I am entirely yours.”

Seoryeong panted and tightly gripped the bedsheet. His soft hair trailed down from her chest to her tensely rigid abdomen.

After nibbling her lower belly with his teeth, the hot breath continuing downward soon reached her throbbing core.

“Ngh, hng!”

Helplessly, her legs fell open and the back of her head rubbed against the pillow. Each time the wet, soft tongue swept and licked the protruding bead, the muscles in her thighs pulled taut.

He moved so slowly and carefully that she almost wanted to beg him to suck harder.

This kind of thing… Back then, Kim Hyun used to say it was absolutely ridiculous, like goose feathers… Seoryeong blinked in confusion.

“Instructor, why… what are you… doing…”

“Aren’t you glad to see me?”

“Huh?”

“Don’t call me Instructor. Call me like you used to.”

“Wha, what…”

“How long are you going to keep calling your husband ‘Instructor’? You used to call me ‘honey’ just fine before.”

“…!”

Wooshin, who had buried his face between her legs, looked up with just his eyes, waiting for her to say it. But she simply couldn’t make the words come out.

As Seoryeong hesitated, his previously smooth brow gradually began to furrow. Seeing his expression, which seemed full of petty annoyance, sent a chill down Seoryeong’s spine.

Ah… This looks like a bad sign…

Sure enough, as he grabbed her hips, he roughly thrust his tongue inside. He pushed it deep into the slick inner walls, withdrew, then plunged deep again, returning to his original, wicked Wooshin self. Seoryeong writhed under the intense sensation.

“Hnght!”

Seoryeong gripped his hair and repeatedly released the surging heat. The wet flesh pressed firmly around the entrance, diligently working its way into the thickly covered folds, moving eagerly.

Soon, even teeth scraped at her clitoris before sharply biting down on the erect peak. A sharp pleasure then spread rapidly and widely through her lower belly. Simultaneously, two fingers parted the tight opening, thrusting deep inside, again and again.

“Hng… Hn!”

One wrong move and it seemed a scream would have escaped. Wooshin freely pressed against the inner walls, and seized every opportunity to press his lips to various patches of bare skin.

He bit the inside of her thigh, then sucked the reddened teeth marks, incessantly repeating the process of leaving bruises.

“Hhu, uh!”

Hot breath and soft hair tickled her skin. The man, moving from her thinned lower belly back up to her chest, soon took her small nipple into his mouth.

Even while broadly licking and rubbing the swell of her bre*st, one or two of his fingers tirelessly scissored open her insides.

The man, with his tongue extended, had coiled it around her now fully erect n!pple. Each time he deeply, deeply sucked, hollowing his cheeks, an intense stimulation washed over her head, enough to make her vision darken.

At the sensation of being painfully tugged, a gush of fluid seeped out.

The wet, squelching sound soon filled the room. Each time his fingers withdrew, her hips jerked helplessly and her mind went white.

“Not yet. Not yet.”

He occasionally furrowed his brow, adjusting the pace. He said he wanted to be gentle, but it was that very Wooshin who seemed to be fiercely holding something back, to the point his forehead flushed red.

The moment the rough grasp seized her bre*st, a hot, blunt sensation reached the place he had stubbornly held open. The two no longer looked for a condom.

“Ah!”

Her hips bucked at the long-awaited sensation. Wooshin tightly spread her pussy below as he entered, never stopping his kisses. His tongue flooded into her parted mouth like a tide.

As he gripped Seoryeong’s jaw to open it wider, hot saliva, whose it was, one couldn’t tell, slid down her throat. Looking into Wooshin’s eyes, filled with heat, she felt warm water rising from the very bottom of her chest.

Suddenly, the rims of her eyes stung. Who knew a single thrust could feel so full and bring such happiness? Seoryeong tightly embraced her husband with reddened eyes.

Wooshin pushed his member in, grasping her hips, and in just two deep thrusts, he filled her without a gap.

“Haah, haah.”

It felt comforting, like finally finding the way home after wandering a dark road all night.