“No—don’t, don’t do that...!”

Lee Wooshin lifted her hips and yanked off her underwear in one swift motion. The elastic snapped against her skin and caught around her ankles as both legs were slung over his shoulders.

He gripped her fleshy thighs tight and began rubbing her parted sex with his rough fingers.

“Ugh...!”

A chill shivered through her as the fine hairs on her body stood on end.

“I only hit your ass. Why is this part wet?”

“...It’s just... sweat...!”

She could feel two, maybe three fingers spreading her entrance wide open. Whether it really was wet or not, every time he slowly dragged his fingers upward from her hole to her clit, a slick sound followed.

Seoryeong bit down hard on her lip to keep from making a sound. She yanked at his hair, but all that earned her was her wrists pinned down.

Lee Wooshin stared down at the gaping opening in silence, then suddenly buried his face in ⊛ Nоvеlιght ⊛ (Read the full story) it.

“Ugh...!”

He stuck out his tongue, licking from the plump, swollen lips to the reddened entrance. He smeared his wide tongue along the swollen, abused folds like he was soothing them, then pushed back up to the clitoris. The overwhelming sensation made Seoryeong twist her waist and cry out.

“Don’t—don’t do that, ugh...! You’re like... my husband, it’s like him, so stop, please...!”

“...That’s impossible.”

Wooshin hesitated for only a second before sucking her urethra and clit into his mouth.

“Ah...!”

The fierce stimulation shot through her core. Unlike her husband, who would stop the moment she said no, Lee Wooshin ignored her pleas every time.

“Hngh...!”

Every time his cheeks hollowed, her clit was drawn in, slurped hard. Just as she was about to close her legs against the rising urge to pee, he shoved his tongue deep inside her hole, like he’d read her mind.

“Ah—hah...!”

Without a word, Lee Wooshin spread her thighs wider and drove his face deeper between them. He buried his tongue into her softened flesh and began thrusting his head like he was fucking her with it.

“Ah... ah...!”

She tried to clamp her lips shut to keep from screaming, but the sounds escaped anyway. Just lying still made her breath come in gasps, and her whole body throbbed with heat. Her nipples felt like they were standing up beneath her still-worn top.

“Hnn... hahh...!”

He twisted his head as if kissing her slit, spreading her legs wider as he went. When he slurped at the butterfly-folded opening with an obscene hunger, the noise sounded like someone slurping soup.

The tension tugging at her soles lit her up from the feet up. Her mind went blank, like someone had scooped her brain out with a shovel. Heat rose to her forehead.

“Hhhnngh...”

His tongue, which had been lapping outside, now pushed inside. He drilled through the soaked folds, tongue scraping deep inside. Like striking a match, his sharpened tongue raked over her over and over again without pause. Her lips went dry and her chin tilted back.

“Ahh...!”

Finally, a moan broke loose. Her entrance fluttered open and shut, dripping wet fluid in a sudden gush.

“Ugh—ngh...!”

His sharp nose was buried in the wiry hair between her legs. Even with his mouth smeared in her juices, he kept grinding himself into her. The raw vividness of it all made her breath stutter and her vision blur. Seoryeong could only grab helplessly at the bedsheet.

Wooshin shoved his fingers into her thoroughly loosened hole. The entry was softer now—noticeably so. His fingers scraped gently along the inside wall while his lips nibbled at her clit.

“Hhngh...!”

The fingers inside twisted, kneading her walls as though leaving behind his fingerprints. As he stirred the thick juices pooled inside her, loud, obscene squelching echoed through the room.

I’d rather he just did it like before... Just pain. I wish it was only pain. Her eyes burned with resentment as she looked at him.

“Ngh...!”

Lee Wooshin was suckling on her plump thigh like he was tearing at it, his breath ragged. His fingers were exploring every inch of her walls with cruel precision, while his tongue swept up from her perineum again. Her twitching hole involuntarily clenched around him.

“Haa...! In... instructor... haa, haaa...!”

Then, the moment her clit was sucked hard again, something exploded in red behind her eyelids. His deliberate, relentless movements finally pushed her over a minor peak.

“Ahhh, ahh, ngh...!”

It felt like her lower stomach had flipped inside out. His tongue rubbed some places, his fingers scraped others, and the fire inside her body kept growing hotter with no end. She tried with all her strength to keep her hips from bucking, but suddenly her body jerked in a full-body spasm.

“Unh...!”

The pleasure was so sharp it twisted her hips. His firm fingertip had pressed hard against a certain spot inside her. She gasped for air.

“W-Wait... just a second, Instructor, ngh...!”

Wooshin started mercilessly rubbing the spot he’d found. Her back kept arching off the bed, so he reached out and pinned down her lower belly with his palm.

That made it worse. She couldn’t move, couldn’t run. It was like being hit with molten metal. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

“Haa...! Hnn...!”

He pulled his fingers out to the entrance, then shoved them back in again in a piston rhythm, almost like fucking her. His thick joints split her open, grinding into that same spot again and again.

With his unrelenting pressure on that single point, a jolt like electricity shot from her scalp to the tips of her toes.

“Ah, ah, nngh...!”

Her vision went black. Her body trembled uncontrollably, no longer hers to command. There wasn’t even pain—just sickening sweetness.

Something’s wrong with my body. She’d had sex that felt good before, but never anything that forced her this far.

Wet squelching echoed deep inside her, the noise uncontrolled. She couldn’t breathe.

“Hnnh, ugh, hnn...!”

Her mouth fell open and drool slipped out. She felt like she was flying endlessly, then crashing just as endlessly. Finally, her twitching hole burst and a warm, slick gush spilled out. Wooshin, as if waiting for this, pulled his fingers out and latched his mouth over the open hole.

“Hhh...!”

He slapped her ass, like spurring on another wave. Her belly seized up in spasms as more transparent liquid gushed out.

He twisted his head every now and then as if to get deeper, drinking down everything that poured from her. His persistent, thorough licking made Seoryeong’s thighs twitch with cramps.

“You’re seriously messed up... ngh...!”

She heard the sound of him gulping it down without hesitation, and then his sharp nose pressed down hard on her clit. Her hypersensitive body jerked even from that tiny touch.

“Hnnh... please, enough, stop...”

Wooshin lifted her trembling legs and yanked off her panties fully, tossing them aside.

Just as she thought it was finally over and let her limbs go slack, he suddenly climbed up on all fours and grabbed her chin.

“――!”

She’d never seen those eyes before—wild but dazed, like he wasn’t in his right mind.

Since regaining her sight, the image most seared into her brain was probably those eyes. Usually indifferent, almost bored—until suddenly they overflowed with raw lust. His Adam’s apple bobbed with a jolt.

While she stared at him, stunned, the flush spreading from the corners of his eyes to his ears, his face drifted closer. The bedsprings creaked beneath them.

“Instructor—mmph...!”

Something wet touched her parched lips. His mouth opened, and a hot tongue forced its way in, plunging deep, scraping the very back of her throat where even his cock couldn’t reach. He held her jaw open with one hand and mashed his mouth against hers. At times, their soaked tongues tangled outside her lips.

“Hh...!”

The inside of her cheeks quivered. She was burning up, completely overtaken. He changed angles again and again, devouring her mouth. His canines scraped her bottom lip, and his thick tongue pushed into her salivary glands.

Then his big hands pushed under her shirt and bra, yanking them up in one motion. He grabbed her round breasts in both hands and let out a damp sigh.

“Haa...”

A sigh of relief, almost like he was finally safe. It wasn’t even her first kiss, but the erotic heat made her lower belly burn hotter.

Seoryeong couldn’t breathe and started pounding weakly on his chest. Their spit-slicked lips parted, and their eyes locked.

His blazing gaze seemed full of unspoken things—but Seoryeong was too breathless to make sense of them.

Wooshin’s chest heaved as he kissed her forehead, her nose, her philtrum, like a bird pecking gently. His voice was rough, thick with grit.

“There were times I wanted to be kind to you... but more often, I wanted to wreck you. You’ve been like that for me from the start.”

From the start...? When had that been? She was still reeling in a haze when—

He straightened his back and began crossing his arms to peel off his top. His shoulder and forearm muscles, built from real combat, bulged and exhaled that same sharp masculine scent.

“――!”

Seoryeong flinched. That smell—it was like Kim Hyeon’s, but stronger, more violent.

He ruffled his static-heavy hair and tossed his shirt aside. His whole torso was carved with muscle shaped by battle.

Shoulders, chest, abs, pelvis—every inch was clean, hard, and refined. His obliques and outer core muscles sliced clean from his sides down to his pelvis like they’d been sculpted with a chisel.

Then, as he peeled off his pants and briefs all at once—

“――.”

Seoryeong went speechless.

What the hell... is that?

It bobbed like a toy punching dummy, already dripping with precum. Bigger and redder than she remembered. Seoryeong blinked rapidly, as if trying to push away the darkness clouding her vision.

The thick vein pulsing along the shaft was terrifying. The curve of it, wrapped in a twisting tattoo like an ancient tree... it was obscene—and weirdly beautiful. Not even a single hair.

“...Turn the light on.”

She spoke with a trembling voice. Her eyes stung from staring, but strangely, so did her nose.

Her vision blurred as still-unhealed wounds surged up all at once. Without warning, a single tear dropped down.

“My husband... sniff... it’s... kind of like his... hic...”

She forced the words through her choking breath. She’d just wanted to escape Kim Hyeon for a single night. But whether it was resentment or sorrow, something cracked her open inside.

“In the living room drawer, sniff... there’s a magnifying glass... please, hurry...”