Chapter 5: The Only Woman He Could Touch

His p*nis rested in their joined hands.

The first thing she felt was softness.

Then came the intense, throbbing heat.

It was too large to grasp with one hand.

Far too much to handle.

She stared at the penis in her hand, dizzy and short of breath.

She swallowed hard.

Her pounding heart screamed that this was what she wanted.

That she wanted to greedily possess this man’s body.

Why shouldn’t she?

Why not, when this man wanted her?

At some point, the voice filling her mind had changed.

If Chae Ju-han wanted her, then why should she refuse?

She was sure she’d had a good reason.

But she couldn’t remember it anymore.

The sensation of blood rushing tautly through her body made her burn all over.

Her heart pumped wildly.

Heat pooled in every part of her body.

A tightness gathered in her lower abdomen.

She couldn’t tell whether she felt itchy or hot.

“Ha.”

“You’re nervous.”

She heard the man’s quiet snicker above her head.

The moment she looked up, their lips collided.

The instant their dry lips touched, his scent flooded her senses.

Chae Ju-han’s scent.

The rich smell of his body, something she hadn’t breathed in for five years, brought a sudden wave of longing.

That scent that had once made her feel safe.

It felt as though she were being pulled back into those moments when she could believe that, as long as she was in his arms, she would be all right.

She was dragged into the past with a single fierce kiss.

Then his tongue forced its way between her lips, sweeping across her teeth and stirring the soft flesh inside her mouth.

Wet sounds filled the air as their tongues tangled.

The sound of sucking echoed obscenely.

“Why are you shaking? Are you scared of me?”

His thick tongue invaded her sensitive ear, making her waist twitch uncontrollably.

At the same time, he clasped her hand and moved it.

The thick p*nis slid in and out of her grip.

The dark-red sh*ft, slick and veined, rubbed against her palm.

Squish.

A lewd sound began to emerge as fluid smeared inside her hand.

“All I’ve done is get hard.”

Every time he th*ust his hips, the pulsing sh*ft drove deeper into her grasp.

The mushroom-shaped head kept bumping against her body.

As the head struck against her stomach, her clothes gradually became soaked with prec*m.

At first, the shape of the glans was imprinted clearly.

Then the outline of her underwear became visible beneath her damp shirt.

“And I haven’t even started doing anything scary yet.”

Chae Ju-han bit and sucked at her tongue.

A sharp ache spread across its tip.

Every time he drove himself against her hand, her palm burned with friction.

It stung.

Yet she couldn’t bring herself to let go.

The head of his c*ck kept pounding against her stomach.

There shouldn’t have been any sensitive spots there.

And yet every impact made her body burn hotter.

Her thighs tightened.

Heat pooled in her lower belly.

Again, the head pressed firmly into her stomach.

She wet her lips, wishing that place really were one of her sensitive spots.

“The really dangerous one is you. Even your fingers, even the lines on your palm, are obscene.”

This feeling of being tangled up with Chae Ju-han was strange.

Her lower body burned.

Her palm ached.

Her stomach trembled.

The man pressing his forehead against hers curled his lips into a smile and gripped her hand tighter.

Then he slammed into it.

The head struck her stomach hard enough to hurt.

Hard enough that she wondered if bruises might form.

The thought that Chae Ju-han might want to leave his mark on her made her n*pples throb.

“You’re holding my c*ck like this, and I still feel like I’m going to come.”

“Hah… uh…”

“My d*ck’s getting scraped raw against this rough fabric, and somehow I’m leaking prec*m like crazy. What exactly feels so good?”

“Ah…”

“Haa. F*ck.”

Chae Ju-han exhaled harshly and c*me.

The s*men burst forth with such force that some of it splashed onto Yi-jae’s face.

When he shook himself, more spilled out in thick spurts, splattering her body.

Her hand became soaked and sticky.

But that was nothing compared to the semen dripping from her chin.

“…”

The air filled with the heavy scent of s*x.

And she felt dazed.

A strange sensation, like she couldn’t quite understand what had just happened.

A thick thumb wiped the semen from her cheek.

“Wear gloves from now on. Unless you’re planning to make every customer at your flower shop come cheap.”

“…That’s ridiculous.”

“Then is it not ridiculous that I just c*me, and my d*ck’s getting hard again?”

She lowered her gaze slightly.

The large c*ck was already rising again.

She quickly looked away before she could end up making eye contact with the slit at its t*p.

Then her shirt was suddenly pulled upward.

Her T-shirt, soaked with prec*m, hit the floor with a wet slap.

“Wow. Look at these t*ts. A bowling ball might roll over thinking they’re its friends.”

“…”

“How have you been hiding these things all this time?”

Chae Ju-han looked delighted.

He didn’t even know who she was.

And yet he seemed thoroughly satisfied by this moment.

“Isn’t it heavy, carrying these around?”

There was something like curiosity on the man’s face as he kneaded her b*easts.

He stared openly at her, wearing an expression she had never seen before.

A sharp pain prickled in her chest.

But she liked the ease in the expression he wore when looking at her.

How long had it been since she’d seen a look of affection directed at her?

She knew he wasn’t the man she’d once known.

And yet, for an instant, his expression resembled the old one.

Her chest tightened again.

She’d wanted to see this face.

“…Look who’s talking.”

“Are you critiquing my d*ck? Go ahead. Tell me more.”

“…”

“It’s long. It’s thick. Do you want to s*ck it? Or put it i*side you?”

Her thin underwear, damp with prec*m, revealed glimpses of skin beneath.

The outline of her n*pples pressed visibly against the fabric.

Chae Ju-han scraped a fingernail across them.

“Hngh.”

“So sensitive. And pretty.”

He pulled down her bra.

Her n*pple sprang upward.

The hardened t*p rested above the fabric.

He bit it.

Her b*east disappeared into his mouth.

“Hah… This is strange. This is strange.”

“Why? Never seen a man suck t*ts before?”

“Ah… Stop.”

“Scared milk might come out? Should I keep sucking until it does?”

As if teasing her, Chae Ju-han flicked her n*pple with his tongue.

The strange sensation startled her, making her hips twitch.

Then he bit and twisted the n*pple, and she shuddered helplessly.

The thought that this shouldn’t be happening surged through her again.

Even if Chae Ju-han had cherished her, it had never been as a woman.

She’d been more like someone under his protection.

They’d lived together from one winter to the next.

And not once had anything like a kiss happened.

Yet now Chae Ju-han was sucking on her b*easts.

This was impossible.

“Hah… Stop. Please stop.”

Chae Ju-han didn’t stop.

He took more of her b*east into his mouth and sucked hard.

The moment his tongue flicked across her n*pple, her hips jerked upward.

She sat there with her chest thrust out, rubbing her thighs together in confusion.

Then suddenly, her body was lifted.

The next moment, she was sitting on the table.

The marble surface was cold enough to make her flinch.

As her damp b*easts swayed in the air, Chae Ju-han bit the other one and shoved a hand inside her pants.

“Your face when your panties are wet is really turning me on.”

“Ah! No!”

Yi-jae had wanted Chae Ju-han to see her as a woman.

But she’d never imagined it in detail.

The Chae Ju-han she’d known had been an ascetic man.

She’d never been able to picture doing something obscene with him.

He was the sort of man who buttoned his shirt all the way to the collar.

The sort of man who exercised whenever he had spare time.

An absurdly wholesome man.

She’d even teased him for being a monk.

“Hk!”

Then Chae Ju-han’s thick finger slid inside her.

She held her breath in disbelief.

It was embarrassing enough that she was already soaked.

But the fact that his thick finger was moving inside her left her completely at a loss.

Was this really okay?

Every time his finger brushed against her sensitized walls, her waist trembled.

She was no longer the twenty-year-old girl he’d protected.

And yet it felt like she was committing some forbidden act without permission.

“You’re w*t. You’re drenched.”

“Take it… take it out.”

“I won the bet.”

“There wasn’t any bet… ah…”

“Even your m*ans are f*cking obscene.”

At some point, her pants had fallen to the floor.

Her underwear slipped from her knees soon after.

She was exposed before Chae Ju-han.

And his large hand kneaded her s*x.

Her face felt ready to explode.

The guilt of doing something she shouldn’t pierced straight through her heart.

“W-we shouldn’t… ah…”

“Let’s stretch you out.”

Another thick finger entered her.

Then his fingers spread apart without hesitation.

She whimpered at the sensation of being opened.

But Chae Ju-han paid no attention.

He moved his fingers mercilessly.

The inner walls of her body were rubbed, stretched, and worked open.

His fingers kept stirring inside her.

Fluid spilled out continuously.

She kept clenching her buttocks, and her hips lifted again and again.

Lewd sounds escaped her body.

Thinking she shouldn’t let them out, she covered her mouth.

But the sounds still leaked through.

Like the a*ousal dripping from between her legs.

“Hah… ah… ahhh…”

“Mmm. Do you like it there?”

He asked slowly.

Then he focused relentlessly on one spot.

Every time he touched it, flashes burst before her eyes.

A place she’d never even touched herself was showing her an entirely different world.

Her hips clenched tightly.

Her back arched upward.

And the man’s dark eyes swept over her with satisfaction.

“N-no.”

She tried to cover herself, ashamed of how exposed she was.

But she was too late.

Another finger slipped inside.

His thick fingers filled her completely.

Chae Ju-han’s fingers were th*usting inside her.

That ascetic Chae Ju-han was violating her with his fingers.

She couldn’t believe it.

Her hips lifted high and trembled violently.

Chae Ju-han supported her waist with one hand while the other hand explored her mercilessly.

“Ah!”

“Spread your legs wider.”

“Ahh!”

“Do you know your p*ssy’s way too small?”

The man, who seemed incapable of satisfaction, growled the words softly.

Her legs spread even farther.

Then he rubbed hard against her cl*toris.

It felt as though her mind had been launched farther away than her body.

The person playing with her body right now was really Chae Ju-han.

“Kid, hurry up and grow. You need to get bigger.”

The man who’d always treated her like a child was touching her now with lust in his eyes.

Chae Ju-han was treating her as a woman.

As her swollen cl*toris was rubbed, three thick fingers continued moving inside her however they pleased.

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