I'm the Noona, So I'll Drop the Formalities? (3)
If I leaned my neck forward even a little, our lips would have touched. No — with Lim Jiwoo's arm wrapped around my neck, we were even closer than that. Close enough that I wouldn't need to crane forward at all. Just pursing my lips would have closed the gap.
At a distance where we could feel each other's breath, Lim Jiwoo looked me straight in the eye as she gripped my cock in a reverse hold and stroked it back and forth. Squelch. Squelch. Squelch. Squelch.
Her pretty, fox-like smile filled my vision from inches away. Her breath, still fresh from having just brushed her teeth. The soft crush of her breasts against my chest. All of it layered together, making the feel of her hand on my cock far more intense than usual.
And as if she meant to pile on one more stimulus still—
"…If you wanna cum, you can. I won't tease you this time. I'll actually let you finish. Got it?"
Lim Jiwoo's voice was neither particularly high nor low — just a faint nasal quality that made it sound a touch higher than it actually was. She dropped that voice as low as it would go, loaded it with breath, and delivered a line like that, and the result hit harder than the physical sensation itself.
"Haa…"
"…Does it feel good?"
"Yes. It feels good."
"Mmm…"
Squelch. Squelch. Squelch. Squelch.
She kept stroking as she studied my face with a strangely unreadable look. Then something seemed to give her pause. She glanced off to one side, then back at me. Glanced the other way, then back at me again.
And then, as if she'd made up her mind—
Mwah.
She closed her eyes halfway, rose onto her tiptoes, and pressed a peck to my lips. Not a kiss. A peck.
And then—
"Heheh…"
A smile overflowing with that fox-like quality of hers. Lim Jiwoo volunteered the reason for the sudden peck, of all things.
"It's kinda cute."
"What is?"
"You. You're always so rough with me. Super rough. But right now…"
Squelch. Squelch. Squelch. Squelch.
"…the fact that you're like this because of my hand is kind of adorable."
Well, of course I was enjoying it. What was I supposed to do about that? But hearing it from Lim Jiwoo, of all people, was just irritating enough to get under my skin.
She'd said it herself. I was always rough with her. And every time I was—
"What about you, noona?"
"What about me?"
"You're the one who has no idea what you look like when I'm the one doing it to you."
"That's that, and this is this."
I tried a little counterattack, but she slipped out of the logic without breaking a sweat. Then she started rubbing the head of my cock with her palm, concentrating on it with single-minded focus.
The stimulation was more direct, more powerful, than anything she'd done so far.
"Hooo…"
"You gonna cum?"
"…Hah. I think I might."
"Yeah. Cum in noona's hand. It's okay. If you wanna cum, just cum. Noona'll take it all."
She rubbed the head even harder, urging me toward the edge. The thing was, I could cum once right now and still go several more times later, and I knew that — and yet some unconscious part of me clenched down hard, trying to hold it in.
It wasn't that I was trying to save it. It wasn't even that I was holding out because I was annoyed with her. Just an automatic reflex.
She didn't seem to like that patience of mine. After another brief moment of deliberation, the same as before—
"Mmnh…"
This time she didn't just peck. She stretched her neck forward and pressed her lips fully against mine. But she didn't pull away after a peck, either, and she didn't push her tongue into my mouth. She just held her lips there, stuck to mine, until the stillness got to me and I pulled her body in a little closer—
"Mmph—!"
The moment I slid my tongue into her mouth, her eyes flew wide, startled. But she recovered almost immediately, closing them again and moving her tongue even more eagerly than I was.
"Mmh… chup, nngh, mmh, chuu… ahh-mmnh, mmh, chuuup…!"
Squelch. Squelch. Squelch. Squelch.
And through all of it, her hand never stopped. She kept rubbing my cock this way and that without a pause.
Lim Jiwoo's lips and tongue. Lim Jiwoo's breasts. Lim Jiwoo's skin. And Lim Jiwoo's hand. She was everywhere I could feel, all at once.
Throb, spurt—! Throb—! Throb, spurt—!
It didn't take long before I came hard into her hand. A lot. A whole lot.
And even then—
"Chuu… nngh, mmh, chup, haa, haa-mmnh, mmh, chuu… mmh, chup… mmh—!"
It was like she'd suddenly gotten hooked on kissing. My cum was pouring all over her hand and she just kept going, winding her tongue around mine even more hungrily than she had before I came.
I didn't just take it, either. I ran my hands over her body, matching her, touching her here and there. I grabbed a fistful of her ass. Gave her breast a light squeeze. Swept my palm down the length of her back. Acts that could unambiguously be called caressing, riding the atmosphere she'd created herself, winding her up little by little.
When our lips finally came apart—
"Haa… haaaa… haa, haaa, haaaa…"
The look on her face said she'd take it right here, right now. If I shoved her against the wall, she wouldn't refuse. She might even spread herself open for me.
But this time, I was the one who—
Slap!
"Hiek!"
I smacked her on the ass, snapping her back to her senses.
"We should get going."
"Y-yeah…"
"Noona."
"Hm?"
"Your hand."
"……"
The reverse of earlier. This time I was the one asking for her hand, and she held it out with a slightly dazed look on her face. Obviously I had no intention of grabbing a hand that was still covered in my cum and doing anything with it.
…Fsssshhhh—
I ran the shower over her hand, and she took the hint, rinsing my cum off. Even as she washed, though, her eyes kept drifting back toward my cock — still standing stiff, even after I'd just unloaded all over her palm.
"…Don't you need to wash too?"
"You're right."
Once she'd more or less finished with her hands, I turned the shower on myself and rinsed my cock clean. Then we each grabbed a towel and dried off. I had no choice but to put the same clothes back on that I'd arrived in. Lim Jiwoo ducked into the dressing room to change into something comfortable for around the house.
Left alone, I sat down on the sofa and replayed what had just happened in the bathroom.
A kiss, huh…
I hadn't seen that coming.
Lim Jiwoo, Chae Dayeon, Han Minah, Min Seoeun, Ju Harin. Of those five women, the ones I'd actually considered kissing were Chae Dayeon and Han Minah. If I added one more, maybe Min Seoeun.
Ju Harin… given that we were basically each other's nemesis, I had no idea how things might turn out later, but right now I couldn't even picture kissing her. And Lim Jiwoo had been the same.
The whole reason I'd started using the HR Management App in the first place was to mess with Lim Jiwoo for constantly dumping her work on me. And if you asked whether kissing her had changed that feeling — no. Not really.
But then again…
The interesting part wasn't that I'd kissed her. It was that she'd kissed me first. Sure, I was the one who put my tongue in her mouth — but she was the one who pecked me first.
As far as I knew, there was a simple rule of thumb for whether a man and a woman could actually date. A man can start wanting to date a woman once he can imagine having sex with her. A woman can start wanting to date a man once she can imagine kissing him — not sleeping with him. Sex isn't the bar. The kiss is.
By that logic… it seemed fair to say something small had shifted on Lim Jiwoo's end.
…Hah.
In which case, all I had to do was use that. A woman like Lim Jiwoo, into me? Crazy about me? Wanting to have sex with me not because of promotion points, but because she actually liked me?
Hell, I'd take it.
It might have been a little pathetic as thoughts went, but still — watching Lim Jiwoo at the office, so desperate to talk to me she didn't know what to do with herself, would feel pretty damn good…
Creak—
"Haa. Maybe I stayed in the shower too long. I feel kind of drowsy."
"……"
Correction.
The moment Lim Jiwoo appeared in a white T-shirt and dolphin shorts, every thought about being pathetic went out the window. If a woman who looked like that liked me enough to chase me around, I could call my life a success and be done with it.
The T-shirt clung to the lines of her upper body. The dolphin shorts left her smooth thighs and wide hips completely exposed. Her hair was still tied up, leaving the line of her neck fully on display.
"Aren't you hot?"
"I'm fine, actually…"
"I want something cold to drink. You don't want anything?"
"I'll have some if you're pouring."
"Hold on—"
And above all, that face. She looked every bit the noona in that moment, flashing that fox-like smile as she headed into the kitchen, clinking around as she got the drinks ready.
A short while later, after we'd finished the cold tea she'd brought out—
"…Alright. Let's go."
"Ah — yes."
I followed her as she stood up first and headed toward the bedroom. I hadn't gotten a look at Lim Jiwoo's bedroom when we'd first come in, but it was quite tidy. Not sparse, though. A massive bed dominated the spacious room, making it look smaller than it was. I was still taking it in when—
Shove.
Lim Jiwoo gave me a little push in the back, and the unexpected attack sent me tipping face-first onto the bed.
"Oof—!"
"Heheheh, heh—"
The scent of fabric softener from the sheets bloomed in my nose, and behind me I could hear Lim Jiwoo humming something oddly suggestive. Wondering what the hell she was up to, I twisted my head around — and there she was, standing over me with a sly look that matched the humming perfectly.
No.
Slide. Shift.
Before I knew it she'd climbed onto my legs — I'd ended up sitting on the edge of the bed — and wrapped her arm around my neck the same way she had before. In the bathroom we'd both been standing, so her gaze had been angled slightly down. Now her eyes were a little above mine.
As if she wanted to feel that she was the one on top.
Mwah.
"Heh…"
Another peck, followed by that pleased little sound and her fox-like smile. Then she cupped my cheek gently, leaned in close as if she were about to kiss me again, and—
"You're gonna listen to me today, right?"
"For now… yes."
"Mmmh… good. In that case."
She pulled back just enough to peel the T-shirt off in one smooth motion. She must have figured we were going to have sex anyway, because she wasn't wearing a bra. Her breasts were right there in front of my face.
This time, instead of her face, she pushed her chest toward me.
"Suck on them."
A confident, matter-of-fact order. I'd already decided to go along with her flow for now, so I didn't put up a fight.
Chup.
"Haa… ahhnn…"
I wrapped an arm around her waist and took her nipple into my mouth, and Lim Jiwoo's brow furrowed in that satisfying way as little nasal moans slipped out of her. Not only that—
Shift. Slide. Shift, slide.
She pulled my head in tight, crushing her breasts against my face, her fingers raking through the back of my hair and mussing it up. She seemed to be enjoying herself quite a bit, so I slid the hand that had been around her waist a little lower, the same as before, and grabbed her ass.
Hard.
Squeeze—!
Chuuup—!
"Haa, ahhnn…!"
On top of that, my other hand was lightly tickling her waist, so with stimulation coming from three places at once, her breathing went hot almost immediately.
And from there…
Slap!
"Hngh!"