Chapter 62
Chapter 62
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 62
Chapter Title: Iron Heart's Bedroom Challenge
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The meeting place was a private dining room in Cheongdam-dong.
Opening the door to the room I'd been shown to, I spotted a woman's back under the soft lighting. She'd arrived first.
'Her outfit...'
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A black halter-neck dress.
Thanks to the boldly plunging back design, the smooth line of her back and her erect back muscles were on full, unabashed display.
“You're here?”
She noticed me and rose from her seat.
I froze for a split second.
'She's completely different from how I remember her.'
In my memory, Iron Heart was drenched in sweat, her spandex suit gleaming as she crawled across the floor.
Of course, I'd seen her fresh after a shower, dressed comfortably in clothes Seo Jubin had given her.
But the woman in front of me now seemed like an entirely different person.
“It's been a while, right? Well, maybe not that long? A week felt like a year to me.”
She smiled shyly, brushing her hair behind her ear.
“You look totally different from when you were in your suit.”
“Weird?”
“No. Both have their own charms, and you're beautiful in them.”
At my casual compliment, Iron Heart's ears turned red, and she turned her head away.
“G-good... I put some effort into it.”
When we sat down,
the table already had wine and appetizers set out.
“Let me introduce myself properly. My real name is Lee Yena.”
“Lee Yena... Pretty name. Suits you perfectly.”
We clinked glasses and took a sip of wine.
As the alcohol hit, the awkward air began to loosen, replaced by a subtle heat rising between us.
“Thank you so much for that day.”
Lee Yena fiddled with her wine glass as she spoke.
“Honestly, my memories are spotty. I was drugged, and my mana was depleted, so my mind was a mess...”
She looked up, staring straight at me.
Her eyes held a thick, sticky desire utterly out of place for a dinner setting.
“But... that feeling is still vivid. When you poured something hot into my mouth...”
“Ahem.”
I cleared my throat.
It was far too explicit a conversation for a restaurant, even a private room.
But she didn't stop.
“I regretted it so much back then. It felt like I only got a taste from the sampling counter.”
“Is that why you called me out tonight? To fill up on what you missed?”
“Y-yes...? Well, that's...”
Lee Yena stared at her wine glass, unable to lift her head, before speaking up.
“Yes... that's right. And... I wanted to confirm something.”
“Confirm?”
“You saw the photo I sent, right...?”
The selfie in the bathrobe from earlier that afternoon.
The one capturing her wet collarbone and the subtle hint of cleavage.
“I did. It was tricky at the office—should've at least warned me it was NSFW.”
“Pfft! What even is that?”
Lee Yena burst out laughing, her tension melting away.
And that laugh soon turned into a seductive smile.
“What'd you think when you saw it?”
Yena leaned forward over the table.
The halter-neck dress didn't reveal cleavage, but it made her ample breasts look even fuller.
“Be honest. Did it... get you hard?”
A provocative question.
I set down my wine glass with a smirk.
“You know men too well. If that didn't get a reaction, I'd have to be impotent.”
“Good. I'm glad it did.”
She smiled alluringly.
And at the same time, something slid under the table toward me.
Smooth.
A soft, warm sensation touched my thigh.
It was unmistakably Lee Yena's bare foot.
She must have slipped off her heels at some point; her toes were now teasing the inner flesh of my thigh.
“Yena...?”
“Shh.”
She calmly cut into her steak while pushing her foot deeper under the table.
Squeeze—squeeze—
True to her trained hero physique, her foot muscles were precise and strong.
Her sole pressed fully against my thigh muscle, while her wriggling toes crept upward toward my groin.
“I'm not really hungry, actually.”
Yena set down her fork and rested her chin in her hand.
Thud.
Her foot finally reached the center.
She pressed her big toe against the shaft of my cock, then pinched the fabric of my pants between her toes.
“I want something else to eat.”
“Doing this here is trouble, Yena.”
“Why? No one can see.”
Boldly, she rubbed my cock with her foot.
The pressure and friction through my pants built heat.
“I thought the meat was tender, but it's getting harder by the second. Better eat it before it gets too tough, right?”
Her eyes stayed locked on my face as her foot ravaged my lower body.
The fact that this woman was 'Iron Heart'—that her powerful body was toying with me—stirred a strange sense of conquest.
“Let's change venues.”
At my low murmur, Yena pulled her foot back as if she'd been waiting and stood up.
Her face lit up with excitement as she spoke.
“Perfect. I booked a place.”
She winked and added,
“I don't want any interruptions tonight. I don't want anyone hearing our sounds, Seonghwa.”
The place she led me to was a hotel suite on the floor above the restaurant.
Click.
The moment Yena swiped the card key and opened the door, she transformed.
She shoved me roughly against the entryway wall, without a hint of hesitation.
Bang!
Grabbing my collar, she crushed her lips against mine.
Smack! Slurp!
The kiss was like a war in candy land.
Our tongues battled fiercely yet softly, each vying to claim more of the other's sweetness.
'Feels good... but how much was pent up in her?'
Lee Yena wedged her firm thighs between my legs, grinding against me.
Her hands roughly groped my back and ass.
“Haa... haa... Seonghwa...”
Parting her lips, she looked up at me with hazy eyes.
“You know? Last time, I couldn't show you properly because I was so drained.”
She took my hand and led me to the bedroom.
“Tonight's different. I'm at 100% condition. Maybe even more. I've been wet just thinking about you.”
The bedroom lights were dim.
Yena stood before the bed and turned to face me.
“I'll show you. My real ability.”
Her hand reached behind her neck, untying the halter of her dress.
Slither.
The black fabric fell limply to the floor.
'Even seeing it again, it's a work of art.'
Her abs formed sharp 11-lines.
Smooth curves flowed into taut thighs and calves.
'And plenty of volume too.'
From her perky breasts, the lines tapered to a slim waist before flaring out to full hips and a round ass.
It was breathtakingly beautiful.
She stood confidently before me in just black lace lingerie.
No trace of shyness.
Only absolute confidence in her body.
And the desire to conquer me with it.
“Touch me.”
Yena guided my hand to her abs.
“Hard, right?”
“Yeah. Like steel.”
“Do you know why they call me 'Iron Heart'?”
She slowly slid my hand downward.
Passing her navel, to the band of her lace panties.
“It's not just my heart... I can tighten every muscle in my body like steel.”
Her voice clung sticky to my ear.
“Of course... that includes down here.”
My fingers touched her most intimate spot over the panties.
The already soaked fabric teased me with its slick warmth.
“Don't believe me?”
Yena smiled seductively and perched on the edge of the bed.
She spread her legs into an M shape.
Slipping her fingers beside the panties, she rubbed her pussy lips.
Squelch—squelch—
“Want to check for yourself? See what happens when I squeeze.”
I approached as if entranced and slipped my hand inside her panties.
Hot, sticky fluids coated my fingers.
'Already gripping like crazy... and there's more?'
As I pushed my middle finger inside, Lee Yena sucked in a breath and tensed her lower belly.
“Ngh!”
For a moment, I thought my finger would shatter.
'Of course, she'd control it... but without my ability, I wouldn't bet on it.'
Her pussy clamped down like a living vice, unyielding steel.
Not a twitch.
Overwhelming pressure that wouldn't let me pull out or push deeper.
“What do you think?”
Yena eased up slightly, allowing movement.
She repeated the squeeze and release.
Like massaging my finger—or devouring it.
“Wow... you really weren't at full strength last time. Get caught in this, and no cock would survive.”
“Scared?”
“Not a chance.”
I shed my pants.
My fully erect cock sprang free, and at the sight of its size, Yena's eyes wavered.
“Haa... taking it off so suddenly... just looking makes me drip...”
But she didn't back down—instead, she bucked her hips, showing her anticipation.
“Not just good vibes... it's big and beautiful. Makes me want to shove it inside right now.”
She scooted deep onto the bed and lay back.
Spreading her arms toward me.
“Come here, Seonghwa.”
I wedged between her legs.
Her legs wrapped around my waist.
The muscles in her inner thighs clamped my sides firmly.
'Even this alone pins me down.'
We weren't fully undressed yet.
I still had my shirt on; she wore her black lace lingerie.
That thin scrap of fabric heightened the tension of the moment.
“You want to put it in too, right, Seonghwa?”
Yena rubbed my glans against the swollen mound bulging under her panties.
The wet fabric stung my tip with electric pleasure.
“It's answering for you? Leaking precum and throbbing like it's nodding eagerly, drooling.”
Lee Yena smiled lewdly and added,
“Take them off quick. Then use me however you want.”
I didn't refuse, grasping her panties and slowly pulling them down.
Black lace slid along her pale thighs.
And finally.
Between her elastic thighs, her smooth pussy glistened, slick with juices.
The entrance twitched hungrily, begging for a meal like a needy infant.
“Staring like that is embarrassing...”
Yena kicked the panties off her toes to the floor.
Then looked up, staring piercingly into my eyes.
Her gaze burned not just with lust, but confidence and competitive fire.
“Don't just stare...”
She grabbed my shaft and pressed it to her dripping entrance.
“Come in, Seonghwa...”
Lee Yena breathed hotly and added,
“Wanna bet? Whether my killer pussy conquers you... or if you surrender and cum first?”