C-Class Hunter Lee Hanna — Crybaby Divorcee (3)
Taejin's patience had already frayed thin, and he folded to Hanna's provocation with almost embarrassing ease.
No — "folded" didn't even begin to cover it.
"Mmph—♥?!"
Hanna, who'd been holding the reins only moments before, found herself thrown completely off-balance by how aggressively Taejin had flipped the switch. In the blink of an eye she was pinned against the wall, his mouth claiming hers in a deep, hungry kiss.
And of course his hands didn't stop at her lips. They wandered lower.
As he pressed his mouth to hers, Taejin slipped a hand past the waistband of her pants — pants that, for some reason, already hung a little loose on her hips. Past the fabric, past her panties, straight to bare skin.
The moment his fingers found her, he began to work her open.
Squelch—♥!
He stroked her folds with deliberate intent. He wanted to fuck her right then and there, but she needed to be wet first. This was the bare minimum of foreplay.
The problem was that even this much contact was burning through what little restraint Taejin had left.
Squelch—♥! Squelch—♥! Squelch—♥! Squelch—♥!
"Chuuup...♥ Taejin-ah, y-you're being too rough...♥♥ Go easy...♥ Hyaaang♥♥!"
His touch had turned rough — almost punishing. Hanna begged him to ease up, but Taejin didn't so much as pretend to listen. If anything, he thrust his fingers harder.
By the time her lower half was thoroughly soaked from his relentless fingering and those deep, wet kisses, Taejin pulled his hand free. He broke the kiss, glanced at his glistening fingers, and decided that was enough.
"Take your pants off."
It wasn't a request. It was an order.
The commanding tone rang clear in her ears, and Hanna's body gave an involuntary shiver.
"Y-yeah...♥"
Half-forgetting she was even drunk, she obeyed, peeling her pants down.
Rustle. Soft thud.
With the pants gone, her smooth thighs came into view, along with the pure white panties covering what lay above them.
Ugh...♥ This is so embarrassing. Last time I was fine with this... so why now?
Strangely, the sight of herself like this filled her with shame. It was bizarre. She'd been ready to strip naked and seduce him without a second thought — shame had never even entered the picture.
So for a moment she simply stood there, frozen by an unfamiliar bashfulness, pants around her ankles. Then Taejin dropped to his knees in front of her.
"W-why are you suddenly kneeling— hiiit♥?!"
He yanked her panties down, baring her completely from the waist down.
Hanna opened her mouth to protest the rough — borderline perverted — move, but—
"You looked embarrassed, so I took them off for you. Was I wrong?"
Something about the low register of his voice stole every word from her throat.
Just a few weeks ago he'd been a half-clueless pushover she could toy with at will. So why did he suddenly radiate the unhurried confidence of a man who knew exactly what he was doing?
Lee Hanna's imagination couldn't even begin to guess what had caused the change. But one thing she did know.
Today might be a little rough...♥
That thick, masculine scent cutting through the alcohol promised he was going to love her thoroughly tonight.
The reason he'd pulled her panties down was pure instinct.
One second he was thinking she looked oddly shy compared to last time — when she'd been so bold — and the next his hands were already moving, stripping her bare and saying whatever came out of his mouth.
Internally, Taejin was thinking I'm so fucked, but Hanna's reaction was surprisingly positive. No — more than that. She was looking at him with an expression that said You're treating me this roughly...♥, eyes full of anticipation.
At that point he briefly wondered if she might be a masochist, but then he remembered the succubus who'd greedily sucked down his cum last time and decided not to be fooled by appearances. He shook his head.
Refocusing, Taejin undid his own pants. Honestly, holding back his erection had reached its limit.
When his pants came down, what sprang free was already rock-hard and dripping with precum — raw and primal. He rolled a condom on quickly enough, but Hanna still stared at him in wonder.
There were several reasons, but the biggest one was—
Nngh...♥ I-it's so hot...♥♥
His fully erect cock was pressed against the area near her womb, and the heat radiating from it was no joke. It felt like it would burn her the moment he pushed inside — even through the condom. That was how worked up he was. No wonder she was stunned.
And of course, the thought of taking that inside her followed immediately. Her imagination didn't have long to wait.
Taejin gripped one of her smooth thighs, locked his other arm around her neck to pin her in place, and lifted her leg. With one leg raised—
Thrust—♥
"Haah♥♥!!"
He buried himself inside her.
The scorching heat of his cock filling her made her lower half feel like it was melting — and at the same time—
Kkh♥ It's...♥ filling me up completely...♥♥
The thick shaft packing her pussy tight sent a jolt of intense pleasure through her. While Hanna trembled around the cock stuffing her full—
Hhk, holy shit? She's clamping down even harder than last time...?!
Taejin was reeling from the ferocious squeeze — like she was trying to milk every drop of cum out of him then and there. Hanna hadn't exactly planned to suck him dry, but the alcohol had her clenching harder without realizing it.
Gritting his teeth against the sensation, Taejin steadied his breathing and started to move — slowly at first. "Slowly" was a generous description, though. He began with careful, measured thrusts, but the incredible tightness hooked him almost immediately, and soon his hips were driving hard and fast.
Slap—♥! Slap—♥! Slap—♥! Slap—♥!
"Haaahng♥♥♥!! Taejin-aaaah♥! It feels so gooood...♥♥! Kyaahng♥!"
She gasped for breath, clinging to him, refusing to let go. That left Taejin's face right next to hers. And in that position, he muttered without thinking—
"Better than your husband's?"
Calling it pure coincidence would be a stretch. More accurately, his instincts were whispering to him.
You can bring up her husband right now. Hell, you can even make the comparison. She won't hate it — she'll love it.
He had no idea where that certainty came from. He just said what his gut told him to say. The second the words left his mouth, a chill ran down his spine — oh shit — but there was no taking them back.
To his surprise, Hanna answered without missing a beat.
"...yours is better!"
—Squelch♥!! —Squelch♥!! —Squelch♥!! —Squelch♥!!
Actually, the wet slap of skin on skin from his startled, harder thrusts nearly drowned her out—
"Taejin's is better, sooo♥♥♥!! Kyaahng♥! Tonight, lots♥! Hold me lots♥♥!!!"
—but she shouted it loud enough to cut through everything.
Those words lit a fire under him. He gripped her tighter and drove into her pussy even harder. More precisely, he half-buried her against his chest and started thrusting like he meant to spear straight through her.
"If that's what you want, then I'll give it to you."
Slap—♥!! Slap—♥!! Slap—♥!! Slap—♥!! Slap—♥!!
His intensity pressed down on her — a pressure that only fueled her arousal. Which made sense. She was a Hunter; a still-ordinary civilian like Taejin couldn't physically overpower her through raw strength alone.
So what kind of pressure was this?
Kkhh♥! His arms are so thick...♥ Ahh...♥
It was the pressure of pure physical difference between man and woman — the way his body locked around hers, holding her tight. Taejin had a naturally muscular build. Her ex-husband hadn't been in bad shape, but if you had to describe him, he was more like an office worker who just managed to keep the belly off.
Taejin, though, was packed with muscle. Probably from living on monster meat as a staple. His raw power might still lag behind a Hunter's, but her instincts kept recognizing the man in front of her as a male — a mate — every time he held her.
I-I shouldn't feel this way...♥ Ohoooh...♥♥ It feels too good♥
In short—
—Squelch♥
I want his cum...♥ Filling my womb full of it...♥
That overwhelming pressure of being treated purely as a woman — as if her formidable Hunter strength meant nothing — left Hanna unable to think straight. Whatever alcohol had still been lingering in her system burned off completely.