Chapter 232.1

Chapter 232.1

The sensation of parting the narrow path still felt unfamiliar, yet it was a welcome, overwhelming feeling.

Even though it wasn’t their first night, only today did she truly feel that profound sense of connection and unity with him.

That fleeting sense of relief was quickly shattered as rational thought flew away, overwhelmed by the pounding sensation in her lower abdomen.

“—!”

She didn’t even know what sounds she was making. All she could feel vividly were the hands gripping her waist tightly. The continuous, burning friction was so intense, it felt like her mind was being completely emptied out.

His member, buried so deep between her legs it was almost invisible, revealed itself bit by bit with each slow, deliberate roll of his hips. Her face burned a deep red at this raw, exposed connection, feeling like it might burst.

The muscles of his taut abdomen were strained, blue veins prominently pulsing. His face, flushed with intense passion, remained fixed solely on her as he continued his thrusting movements.

“Ah, ah, haa…!”

‘We’re husband and wife. We were before, and we will be from now on’. Seoryeong wrapped her legs around his tensed buttocks, pulling him in with all her strength.

At that intense confinement, Lee Wooshin’s face contorted sharply. A fierce, almost savage, expression flashed across his features, but it vanished without a trace as he took a deep breath.

He repeatedly plunged deep inside her, then withdrew.

Squelch, squelch. 

Each time he lifted his hips, the wet, slick sounds echoed loudly.

“Haa! Hng, nngh!”

She shuddered, letting out a heated moan. Each time his thick member forcefully struck a particular spot inside her, a fire seemed to ignite along her spine.

Her folds clenched even tighter, and whenever those inner walls constricted like that, Lee Wooshin too let out a low groan.

Then, the man who had briefly grimaced suddenly grabbed Seoryeong’s hand and guided it to where they were perfectly joined.

Her fingers clumsily traced the root that plugged her stretched opening like a stopper, and her face instantly flushed crimson.

Lee Wooshin intertwined his fingers firmly with hers, which were shyly curled, and kissed her. Below, his fiery member continued its relentless pace.

“I’ve already written your name on it in big letters, so this is yours, even if I die.”

“Ngh…! D-don’t force it on me, and d-don’t be peevish….”

“Why would I be peevish? Unless it’s because I’m crazy about how pretty you are.”

He showered her ears, cheeks, and chin with a flurry of kisses, then gently nibbled her lower lip. As he subtly increased his pace, the member, which had been moving in shallow strokes, began to thrust into a much deeper place.

“Hnght…! Nngh!”

A tingling sensation shot through her core, spreading a deep ache throughout her pelvis. It was Seoryeong’s climax, something they both knew intimately without needing words.

In the midst of the increasingly rapid sensations, Seoryeong arched her lower back. Facing Lee Wooshin, whose gaze seemed ready to devour her, she gasped as if on the verge of tears.

“Haa, haa, s-slowly…”

“More, here?”

“Nngh, mo-ore…. T-too f-fast…”

He rubbed and thrust into that deep place without respite. An overwhelming climax, like a bundle of electricity being crushed all at once, made sparks seem to fly before her eyes. Her body shook enough to make her chest heave, and the hair at the nape of her neck was already a tangled mess. Soon, tears welling up from sheer physiological reaction blurred her vision.

Why is this happening all of a sudden?

Seoryeong felt her body swaying uncontrollably, gripped by a fear that she might melt away like a drop of water and vanish without a trace.

It’s because of Lee Wooshin that I’m melting away like this. Even that childish resentment surged within her. The slick, wet sounds continued incessantly from her still-red groin, as if someone had poured a bucket of water there.

“Haaangh, ngh! In-Instructor…! St-stop…!”

“Already want me to stop?”

“M-my body… it feels strange. Today, for some reason, it’s a bit weird.”

“That’s all because you haven’t called your husband properly.”

“Wha…”

“It’s not like we haven’t done this before. Call me properly.”

He rubbed Seoryeong’s nipples, stiff with excitement, and continued thrusting. The stubborn man persistently targeted one spot, driving Seoryeong further and further.

“Say it, Seoryeong.”

“Ngh, I can’t. Even if I die, I couldn’t say it while looking at your face.”

“You couldn’t even if you died?”

Then, a rough, rapid thrusting followed.