Chapter 10

Jihee was like a birthday gift packed with only the sweetest and most delicious things, and Seo Kang wished to open her up and look inside. Actually, he had already opened her up.

Plop.

The pressure from his body pressing into hers was too much for Jihee and her knees bent. They fell onto the bed, her hips and back meeting the sheets. However, Seo Kang didn’t fall on top of her. Well, he did, but he didn’t mount himself onto her, and instead stayed hunched over her.

Then he started the sprint. He was like a sports car without brakes. It was a race to go down, down, down her body.

He didn’t actually touch her, though. It was only his warm breath that licked her skin as he made his way down. His breaths were hot and short. Collar bone, chest, tummy, belly button, and to the thighs. He migrated down the landscape of her body, then… oh?

He bent down on one knee below the bed.

Oh…!

He gently ran his fingers down her calves that were hanging off the bed, then started to undo the buckle at one of her ankles.

That cost Jihee one chicken for her roomie, Ko Bongsoon.

But he didn’t stop at undoing her heels. In fact, that was where he was starting. He grabbed onto the top of her stockings at her waist and pulled them down. The peeling of the fruit continued.

As he pulled off the black layer, her thighs, so white they blended in with her white underwear, were slowly but surely revealed and put on full display.

Bare, right in front of Seo Kang’s tenacious eyes.

“You... are so hot, Yoo Jihee… I have no words to describe how sexy you are.”

The feeling of her pantihose softly brushing off her legs, and the hot flesh of Seo Kang’s hands as they worked their way down her sent vibrations through Jihee’s body.

This type of physical contact - intentional, though unintentional - made her desire boil even more.

Her sexual desire was on the verge of eruption.

Seo Kang was just as hot. In fact…

“You’re sexier.”

Done working the pantihose, Seo Kang straightened his body and brought his hands to the buttons of his own shirt.

Jihee knew that the flesh that lay under that shirt would be etched out in a more ornate and glorious design than the geometric patterns that adorned his shirt.

Jihee propped herself up at the waist to witness the strip show.

“Enjoying the show?”

He somehow knew the motive of her every move.

“Yes.”

The moment the patterned shirt fell off his body, a body so miraculous that Jihee was sure it could cure the blind revealed itself. The texture of his body was incredible. Texture was an extension of one of the five senses - touch - and oh, did Jihee long to touch that body.

This proved that not just anybody was worthy of being an actor or a star. Jihee had met a handful of men who were professional athletes since childhood, but they weren’t by any means at this level. This was a body that one had to be born with, and then maintained to a T. You had to be gifted with the DNA, then work your ass off to maintain it.

Jihee felt she was viewing an expensive piece of art without having to pay for a ticket. His broad shoulders especially triggered her feminine instinct to want to be protected. His sleek deltoids and arm muscles made her want to be held.

The firm pecs on his chest, and his abdominals that were chiseled out so perfectly into 6 sections… How could she describe it... It made her want to be devoured by this beast called man.

In other words, this incredible body was surely created for the pleasure of women.

Jihee felt that the decision to move forward with this one-night stand with Seo Kang couldn’t have been more right. Unlike all her other one-night stands that were riddled with regret, this right here was an amazing and fantastical experience that was about to unfold.

Seo Kang’s name would forever be written in Jihee’s Hall of Fame with the highest honors.

Seo Kang took off his tight black slacks, and Jihee couldn’t help but agree with every living being that had said that a man’s best assets were in his lower body. Her eyes scanned the healthy, horse-like muscles on his thighs, as well as the black briefs that clearly showed her that he was a healthy lad.

Jihee firmly believed that the texture of a man’s muscles was indicative of his vitality and stamina.

Meanwhile, Jihee was beaming at this man’s firmness... and assertiveness.

Perhaps it was because of a woman’s common misunderstanding that they were personally responsible for arousing their men, for inducing such a state…

All it took to disarm a man was a woman to be laid out on a bed. Yet every woman singled herself out, thinking, ‘It’s all me, only I could have done that to him.’

Seo Kang straightened himself out and made his way to the bed. He then slid on top of Jihee.

The weight and texture of this man fell onto Jihee and she sank into his aroma.

Her body sank deeper into the deep, deep sea of the bed.

His slightly moist lips touched her ear lobe, and his deep breath dug into her ear.

“Haaa…”

Her heartbeat shuffled as his lips moved and his breath now warmed the side of her neck. Jihee felt like her blood could melt.

Suddenly, his hands dug into her underarms, and Seo Kang pulled her up to lay her straight in the middle of the bed.

“I thought we’d start with the basics.”

He lay her pretty on the bed with the intention of mastering each step, each level, starting from the very beginning.

Following along, Jihee sweetly closed her eyes. Good girl.

Seo Kang painted Jihee’s body with his lips.

This isn’t a dream, is it? I never even dreamed of Seo Kang before.

Seo Kang was a man that appeared in the dreams of every woman who fantasized about him. He was a man who possessed both a deliciously sinful side and purely angelic quality.

Jihee opened her eyes wide to find him, but her eyes couldn't locate him right away. Was this really a dream?

Hm? Instead, she felt the touch of his lips on her shoulder. Along with the touch of his hand on her back, unfastening the hook of her bra. Then the brush of his hands as he pulled the straps down her shoulders.

The straps of her bra that was protecting her chest slipped off her without a fight to reveal two round and plump snow-white breasts.

They were like pure-white steamed rice cakes that stood up firmly. They seemed to stand erect and stiff because of Seo Kang’s gaze. No one was holding them at gunpoint, no one was threatening them, however, they stood firm and erect like hostages. It was a weird reflex that Jihee didn’t quite understand.

Following his eyes, Seo Kang’s nimble hands started to rub the area around her breasts.

Why is he teasing me? Is he trying to make me go crazy?

“Ha….”

She let out a sigh laced with deep desire; however, his hands didn’t comply with her cry. His hands only hovered in the area around her round breasts. Probing. Investigating.

He knows how to play with women. He knows how to entertain. But Jihee didn’t want to fall for any of his tricks, no matter how enticing they were.

“Use your mouth.”

Her sudden request stopped Seo Kang’s hands in their tracks and made his lips flinch.

She didn’t stop there.

“Stop taunting me.”

“Haha…”

Taunting? Who was the one who started the taunting, anyway?

Seo Kang laughed in surprise. No woman who had laid on his bed had ever demanded such things. Until Jihee.

This was a game that he always won. But Seo Kang didn’t mind losing this time around.

“As you wish.”

He engulfed the elegant and round sculptures of her body, evocative of medieval architecture, in between his lips.

Like the noble yet submissive organism it was, the beautiful thing felt both soft and firm inside his mouth.

“Uhh…ohh...”

It was ticklish inside the wet prison that was Seo Kang’s mouth. Every time he would torment her little hostages, hundreds of butterflies fluttered inside Jihee’s body.

Yet, she wished they would flap their wings even harder.

“Haaa… and here.”

Jihee pointed to the other little hostage that had yet to be thrown into the wet prison. Jihee was surely the only hostage to ever boss around their handler.

The handler, Seo Kang, smiled in amusement and complied with her request.

He was going to be even more cruel with this one. He was going to shake her to her core.

“Ah… yes, Seo Kang… yes…”

Seeing this woman in pure pleasure yet deep deprivation made him want to oblige with her every command. He spoke, though without stopping what his lips were doing.

“And where else? Anywhere. I’ll do it for you.”

Jihee hesitated for a moment. No matter what black magic Seo Kang would use on her, she felt like she could die from so much pleasure. Too much pleasure.

But since Seo Kang was at her disposal for one night... requesting her heart's deepest, darkest desires was an opportunity that would never come again.

Who could boss around Seo Kang in bed? Jihee was OK with the fact that she could potentially be remembered as the psycho or freak in Seo Kang’s sex life.

“Kiss me here.”

Jihee pointed to the skin on the inside of her thigh.

Seo Kang smirked again.

His smirk was actually coming from being caught off guard. And with that smirk, he would regain his calm. That was how he had brushed off any vulnerable feelings for the longest time.

But this woman kept making him laugh. She made him feel vulnerable and surprised, again and again.

Yoo Jihee would spit out words that would usually make other women cringe like it was nothing.

Her words were dry, like all the water had been squeezed out of them.

The firm dryness was not bad to Seo Kang, however. It was almost seductive.

Probably because it was new. She was a new kind of organism with a completely different type of programming.

If the women he had known thus far had moaned with all their body from the pleasure he was giving them, Yoo Jihee was an entirely different creature conceived in an opposite universe.

Yes, tonight he would be at the complete service of this new creature, whatever it asked of him.

Seo Kang moved down to her legs and caressed her inner thigh with his lips.

“Ohhh...yes…”

Did pleasure and desire mirror one another? Were they symmetrical? Nonexistent without the other?

As his creature became more and more breathless, his own desire surged with so much intensity it hurt.

Seo Kang rode up her thigh to pull aside her underwear to see Jihee, her nature, her raw self.

Upon pulling aside the veil, he revealed a Yoo Jihee that was ready to invite a man inside her.

Her flesh was hot with desire. She was more than ready. In fact, she was overdue, and that stimulated Seo Kang immensely.

The feeling pierced through his entire body.

“We’re doing this my way this time.”

He would no longer lose to her.

He would annihilate her commands and infringe upon her body as he desired.

Upon his declaration, Seo Kang’s lips could no longer wait and sunk deep into the woman.

She was wet with desire, and he was dying to swim in her.

“Haaa…”

Her legs opened. The pleasure that he was giving Jihee with his lips bounced right back to him.

He could see her desire clearly with his eyes.

As he wove deep into her desire with his lips, his instinct was screaming to be allowed to be in the forefront. His animal impulses were becoming too powerful to ignore.

Yet he remained calm. He rubbed and caressed her desire. It was as deep as the sea.

“Aaahhh…”

Her voice became bigger and rang louder, like waves crashing against the rocks, harder and harder.

Her opening of opportunity, her deepened impulses, the arousal that engulfed her. He would bury himself there. His lips would take him there.