Chapter 69
“Huh? Why?”
Han Yaseong blinked in confusion.
They’d made it this far successfully. But the next part was the problem.
Choi Yujin hesitated, then decided to be straight with him.
“You don’t seem into it... Let’s just stop.”
“What? No, that’s not it...”
Han Yaseong flinched a little. He had felt that way at first. He hadn’t wanted to, but once they started, it actually felt pretty good. And it seemed like senior Choi Yujin had picked up on it.
“I could tell you were forcing it. You think I’m an idiot?”
“......”
She was a ghost. How could she know when he hadn’t let it show?
Senior Choi Yujin must have some sharp instincts. As he agonized over it, she suddenly flicked his cock with her finger.
“Look at this. Back in the bathroom this morning, it was huge and buried inside me. Now it’s only half-hard. Even your dick doesn’t wanna do it. Right?”
“No, that’s not...”
“It’s my fault for suddenly wanting it, so you’re not to blame. And if I don’t respond later, we’ll stop then too.”
She turned, showing off her ass as she headed for the driver’s seat.
Han Yaseong panicked and grabbed that ass with both hands.
“Wait a sec.”
“Let go. I’m not doing it.”
Senior Choi Yujin shook her captured cheeks, trying to escape to the driver’s seat. Her pussy and asshole were slipping away, so Han Yaseong twisted his hips and slammed his groin against her ass.
Squelch. His raging cock plunged back into Choi Yujin’s pussy.
“I’ll do it right now.”
He started thrusting in that awkward position. Choi Yujin braced her hands on the driver’s seat, bent over, taking the pounding from behind. She could feel his desperation in every motion.
This was the wildness. The earlier version wasn’t his true self. This was the hidden wildness fueled by psychopathic emotion.
Choi Yujin had no intention of tolerating that toward her. Those feelings belonged to the world and other people—not her. She had no desire to be some trophy wife in a hollow chaebol family.
Her goal in elevating Han Yaseong to the elite wasn’t for him to become elite for its own sake. It was to make him hers. Elite status came after that. It could never take priority over her.
If it did, he might discard her like those law school obsessives who dump their long-suffering girlfriends after passing the bar. Just as passing the bar was meant to make his girlfriend happy and keep her from leaving, Han Yaseong needed to climb the social ladder to claim her.
That’s why Choi Yujin was making it crystal clear to him what his priorities should be.
Of course, Han Yaseong had no choice but to catch on. Right now, senior Choi Yujin held the power. She could leave him anytime.
But after just a few days of fucking, his head had swelled, and he wasn’t fully committed to the car sex. She could use that as an excuse to break things off.
That’s why he panicked, pistoning his cock into her pussy even in this uncomfortable position. He figured this would soothe her.
Choi Yujin stifled a laugh, hands planted on the driver’s seat, ass up as his cock hammered her pussy. This moment was crucial. She had to stay the dominant one with Han Yaseong forever.
Become the submissive, and she’d get discarded. She refused to live like her mother.
Mom had an arranged marriage with a philandering dad and spent her life in loneliness, clinging to memories of her first love until illness claimed her alone. To Choi Yujin, her mom was a foolish pushover.
With elite men, you had to keep the push-pull dynamic going endlessly. Mom failed at that and never won Dad’s love.
Regular guys might like obedient women. They lack the means to cheat anyway. But elites? Temptations surrounded them. Beauties threw themselves at them for sponsorships.
That’s elite life. No matter how loyal or sweet an aging wife was, they didn’t need to show devotion. Elites were married in name only—essentially single. Once a woman hit her 40s, sex dried up. Why bother when 20-somethings lined up?
They’d fuck dutifully now and then to appease the in-laws. That’s why so many elite wives cheated too.
But not Choi Yujin. Having resolved to make Han Yaseong elite, she planned to fuck only him till the end.
To do that, she had to become the ultimate woman. No matter what beauty tempted him, she’d secure her dominant position so he’d never discard her.
Even as she thought this, Choi Yujin realized her life was complicated. She always had to lead with her head, not her heart.
She’d met Han Yaseong with her heart at first, but now her head was in charge. She hated that about herself, but it was unavoidable.
Treating him purely from the heart would let his wild side abandon her someday.
Now she understood what Oh Jeonghun meant when he warned her about the heartache ahead. He’d seen it—Han Yaseong’s hidden depths, something akin to his own. That’s why he’d said it.
The idea that she had to fear abandonment was absurd. If Han Yaseong stayed as he was, she’d never lose him. But grooming him for the elite? That opened the door anytime.
Like Goryeo fostering Yi Seong-gye only to fall, or bosses fearing promoted subordinates stealing their spot.
Choi Yujin realized Han Yaseong had grown enormous in her heart. He’d definitely make it to the elite. It was just a matter of time. Once he set his mind to it, he would.
He might even become a world-shaking titan. She wondered what lay at that end—happiness or misery?
She’d only know by seeing it through. Just like a story’s end reveals all.
“Hah, huff...”
Han Yaseong twisted his side in the awkward pose, pounding her pussy until a cramp hit his lower back. It seized like a charley horse; he couldn’t thrust anymore and stopped.
Choi Yujin glanced back over her shoulder, ass still out.
“Done already?”
“Ah damn, it’s... my side hurts...”
“Yeah? Guess we’re stopping then.”
“No! Just give me a minute... I can keep going.”
Back to his usual self. Like a puppy boxed up and abandoned.
Choi Yujin finally relaxed and smiled.
“Fine. Lick my pussy, and I’ll forgive you.”
“For real?”
“Yeah. Get to it.”
She issued the command. She had to stay dominant with him always. That’s how she’d avoid abandonment.
Han Yaseong slipped back into submission, grabbing her ass and diving into her spread pussy. He slurped noisily—slurp slurp—and the sensation hit her hard.
Being eaten out from behind intensified the pleasure, and his usual devotion amped it up further.
“Mmm... ahh...”
Men perform based on the woman. She wouldn’t be the type to give everything.
At minimum, she’d be the one making Han Yaseong anxious about losing her, she resolved as he lapped at her pussy.
Better a fish that could slip away anytime than one already hooked.
Good girls get dumped. But magnetic ones, drawing eyes from other men? They never do.
To please senior Choi Yujin, Han Yaseong sucked her asshole too. She didn’t stop him—quite the opposite. She wiggled it invitingly, even shaking her ass wildly when his tongue rimmed it.
He lavished her pussy and asshole with devoted attention.
Once again, he felt it. Being with senior Choi Yujin meant constant tension. Show even a hint of boredom or apathy, and she’d fly away without hesitation.
Earlier, his guts had swelled outside his body; he’d forgotten. Having her as his girlfriend lulled him into complacency.
But no. She was a bluebird. Neglect her even slightly, and she’d soar off.
Wasn’t that why Seo Taeha let her slip away? He probably never realized. Assumed Choi Yujin would never dump him.
Then he cheated, she left for real, and his endless texts got only her icy replies.
Han Yaseong wouldn’t let that happen. Senior Choi Yujin was his. Even with countless women in his future, he wouldn’t lose her. Wouldn’t share her.
He couldn’t tolerate another man fucking her. So he’d never let her go to one.
That raw determination poured from his mouth into her pussy and asshole, reaching Choi Yujin.
She relaxed. He still feared losing her. And they had to keep it that way.
Make him always anxious she might go to another man.
But suddenly, his tongue probed toward her asshole’s depths. Choi Yujin jolted, clenching it shut in surprise.