Chapter 49.2

Chapter 49.2

“Relax your p***!y.”

“H-how am I supposed to do that… ahh, nnh!”

“If my d*** breaks and I can’t use it anymore, you planning to go find another one?”

“Ah! Stop moving… ngh, it feels good, so good… hnng!”

The moment she said it felt good, something in his eyes snapped. That sharp gray deepened, his jaw flexed, veins standing out across his temple.

“I was gonna let you ride it… but screw that. I can’t hold back anymore.”

Without pulling out, Gukhyun flipped them over, pinning her beneath him on the couch.

The weight of his body pressed down hard, making the thickness inside her grind deep into her core. It felt like he was rearranging her insides, his length reaching so high she could feel it against her stomach. With how unnaturally long and heavy he was, it almost made sense.

Then his low voice brushed her ear, dark and rough.

“I’m gonna go harder. If you can’t take it, say so.”

“W-wait, just…!”

Even coming from a man who already liked it rough, the warning made her stomach twist with fear. How much harder did he mean?

When she tried to lift herself up on her elbows, Gukhyun grabbed her head and held it still, locking her completely in place. Her chest was crushed against his solid torso, their lower bodies pressed together without a gap.

“I might be too turned on to hear me, so if this feels wrong, hit me. Bite if you want.”

After that almost gentle warning, Gukhyun pulled out of her in one slow, dragging motion. His length slid along her inner walls with a slick sound, and the moment the tip hovered at her entrance, he slammed it back in with a sharp, wet thrust.

“Ahh!”

Her cry tore out, almost a scream, as his brutal rhythm began—merciless, deep, and relentless.

***

Their l0.v3ma!k!ing that had started in the first-floor living room didn’t end until they had stumbled through the hallway and wrecked Gukhyun’s bedroom completely. Of course, he was the only one who remembered the end. Heeju had been on all fours, barely keeping herself up as he thrust into her from behind, and when the climax hit, she had lost consciousness altogether.

Her body lay sprawled face-down on the soft bed, asleep like a corpse. Her eyelids twitched slightly, reacting to a faint, uneasy sensation. Half-asleep, Heeju tried to ignore it. But the slick, persistent motion of a tongue lapping between her thighs like a dog’s, grew bolder and more shameless by the second.

“Mmh… stop it, go away…”

She reached behind herself and pushed at Gukhyun’s head, which was firmly planted between her hips. No matter how hard she tried, he resisted easily, forcing her legs apart with a strength she couldn’t match.

Heeju finally sighed in defeat and opened her eyes. Maybe she’d slept four hours at most. Even when dawn had begun to break, she’d still been trapped beneath him, so even now, with morning sunlight pouring through the window, it didn’t feel like she’d rested long.

“What… are you doing? To someone who’s asleep.”

Groaning, she turned her stiff body. Gukhyun was still between her legs. Instead of pulling away, he used his fingers to spread her folds slightly, studying the wet entrance up close.

“There’s still c** dripping out of here. I’m just cleaning up my own mess, see?”

He watched, amused, as her entrance twitched, leaking traces of him. Then he slipped a finger inside, scooping out what remained.

“Responsible of me, huh?”

“Enough. Stop it. I want to wash up.”

“Want me to wash you? You probably can’t stand on your own.”

“Like I’d trust you with that. Who knows what you’d try while pretending to help.”

“You’re the cat here, not me. I’m way too big to be one.”

Still joking, he leaned in and gave her another slow lick.

“Hh… stop it, I said stop.”

Heeju suddenly sat up, realizing that if she stayed down any longer, she’d end up pinned beneath him again.

“Then let’s shower together.”

Ignoring him, she forced her exhausted body upright and stumbled off the bed. Gukhyun lay on his side, one arm tucked behind his head, watching her with that lazy, unreadable gaze.