Promises Are Meant to Be Kept (5)
Smack. Smack.
"Haaah—please… I'm begging you, hnnn…!"
The room filled with nothing but the sound of flesh meeting flesh, driven by the relentless roll of Park Dohyun's hips.
What is this… why does it feel so… nnh… good…
Inside Kang Hanna, confusion, shame, and a pleasure she did not want churned together in a single violent swirl. Her reason wanted to deny what was happening, but her body answered him with brutal honesty.
Park Dohyun seized her waist even harder and leaned in to whisper at her ear.
"Tell me how you feel. Say it straight, and I'll stop."
"Nnhh… wh-what…?"
Hanna could barely get the words out between ragged breaths.
He kept his hips moving in a slow, deliberate rhythm, waiting for her answer. His hand never left her clit, rubbing it without pause.
"Ahhh… stop… please, stop…"
Tears spilled as she begged, and still her body answered every thrust. Her hips shifted of their own accord, taking his cock deeper.
"Be honest. The way your pussy's clamped down on me and won't let go, it looks like you're loving this."
He said it with a sneer and pinched her nipple.
"Aahn! No… this isn't… nnhh…"
Hanna bit her lip and hesitated. Her mind clawed desperately to reject the situation, while her body kept answering him without a shred of shame.
Why am I like this… I'm not… this isn't me… but…
A violent conflict tore through her. Shame, rage, and unwanted pleasure tangled together until she could no longer tell them apart.
"Say it. How do you feel right now?"
He asked again. His hips were picking up speed.
"Ahhh… I… I…"
Eyes squeezed shut, Hanna forced the words out in a shaking voice.
"It feels… nnh… good…"
The confession seemed to startle even her. Color flooded her face, and fresh tears slid down her cheeks.
Park Dohyun looked down at her, satisfied.
Smack!
"Hnnnn…!"
But his hips never stopped. They kept driving into her.
"Haaahn…! You promised—you promised you'd stop… stop, you said you'd stop…"
Her trembling voice filled the room. His rhythm did not falter. If anything, the pounding only grew rougher.
Smack, smack.
Flesh struck flesh, and the wet sound of her slick spilling out never let up.
"Nnh… ah… why… why aren't you stopping…?"
She forced the question out. Tears ran from her eyes, and her face burned red with shame and pleasure both.
He laughed under his breath and murmured against her ear.
"You said it feels good. So why should I stop?"
"Ahhh… that's… that's not—nnh!"
She tried desperately to deny it, but her body told the truth. Her pussy gripped his cock tight and refused to loosen.
"Don't lie, Kang Hanna. Your pussy's biting down on me and won't let go."
He snapped his hips once more as he said it.
"Haaaahn!"
Her waist jerked up on its own. Slick poured from her in a rush, thick as a waterfall.
"See? You're feeling it this hard, so why keep lying? Be honest."
At his words she bit her lip. Reason and instinct crashed into each other inside her.
Why am I like this… I'm not… this isn't me… but… it feels… nnh…
"N-no… this is just…"
She still tried to deny it, but her body had already fallen into his rhythm and was moving with him.
"Is that right? Then how about this?"
Without warning, he stopped.
"Nnh…?"
Startled, Hanna looked up at him. Her pussy clenched faintly around the sudden emptiness.
"What's wrong, Hanna? Something missing?"
He asked it like a taunt. She bit her lip and gave him nothing.
"Tell me. What do you want?"
His fingers brushed her clit, light as a tease.
"Hnnn!"
Her hips bucked again. Tears spilled from her eyes.
"Ah… no… I, I… nnh…"
She kept trying to refuse, and her pussy only squeezed him harder for it.
Savoring the reaction, Park Dohyun began to move again, slow and unhurried. Every time his cock dragged along her inner walls, a small moan slipped past her lips.
Squelch. Squelch.
"Hnnn… ah… ahhh…"
Tears ran down her face. She could not understand why her own body was answering him like this.
Why… why am I like this… I'm not… this isn't…
He whispered at her ear. "Still going to deny it? The way your pussy's locked onto me and won't let go, I'd say you're enjoying yourself plenty."
"Ah… no… this isn't… nnh!"
She denied it with everything she had, and her pussy answered his words by clenching down even tighter.
He stopped all at once, caught her chin, and lifted her face.
"Be honest, Hanna. Tell me how much you're loving this."
Eyes shut, she shook her head. Even so, the emptiness made her clench around him without meaning to.
"Say it. What do you want right now?"
His fingers grazed her clit again.
"Hnnn!"
Her hips jumped. Her lips trembled open.
"N-nnh… please…"
"Please what?"
He pressed her, relentless. Tears slid down her cheeks.
"Nnh… p-please… f-fuck me…"
Shame and hunger burned together across her face. A smile spread at the corner of his mouth.
Crack!
"Haaahk!"
The unexpected spank across her ass sent a shudder through her whole body.
"When you ask for something, you ask nicely. Didn't anyone teach you that?"
Mockery soaked his voice. He rolled his hips in a slow tease, watching every twitch of her reaction, drawing her out.
"Go on. Or should I just stop?"
He made as if to pull out.
"No! Please…"
The cry burst out of her. Her pussy clamped down on him even harder.
"So? What is it you want?"
He asked it with a crooked grin. Hanna shut her eyes. Her lips shook.
"F-fuck… me…"
Her voice shrank to almost nothing.
"What? I can't hear you."
He spoke right against her ear.
"Please, please… fuck me! I'm begging you!"
In the end, Kang Hanna set every last scrap of pride aside and chased the pleasure.
"Good. Then that's what I'll do."
Satisfied, he smiled and started moving again.
Smack. Smack.
"Haaaaahn!"
The moans spilling from her were no longer resistance. They were nothing but raw pleasure. Conflict still twisted inside her, but her body had already given him the truth.
"Ahhhn! Aahn! Nnnnh!"
Her pussy clenched tight around his cock and drank in the sensation. Her hips began to move on their own.
Fuck… why does this feel so good… I… I…
The war inside her had not ended, and still her body answered him without hesitation. Park Dohyun drank in every reaction and drove his hips harder.
"Your pussy's biting down and won't let go. You like it this much?"
He asked it like a sneer. Hanna gave him no words, only another moan.
"Answer me, Hanna. Do you like it?"
"Yes… I like it… ahhhnn! I like it so much…"
Shame and pleasure tangled in her voice. Pleased, he gripped her waist even tighter.
"Hnnn!"
Hanna gasped under the pleasure he fed her, and even in the middle of it a hollow feeling crept in—something was missing.
The words leaving her mouth would not come out right. Her body, though, was still starving for something more.
What is it… something's not enough… something harder… something that hits deeper…
Then, all at once, she understood what she wanted.
"U-um…"
She turned her head and looked back at him.
"Hm? What?"
The moment she actually saw his face, the words died in her throat. The shame still lodged in her chest would not let her mouth open.
"Come on, say it. What are you trying to tell me?"
Smack!
"Haaaahn…!"
The instant he caught her hesitating, Park Dohyun snapped his hips once and demanded an answer.
The pleasure that followed burned the hesitation clean out of her.
"M-my ass—please spank my ass!"
Eyes squeezed tight shut, Kang Hanna shouted it.