Jihye, Your Report?

The single most important charm point of this round of sex with An Jihye was the report.

As business partners, Jihye and I had always exchanged reports at the company.

This got handled this way.

That one fell through.

Next time, it looks like it'll go like this.

But those were just the ordinary reports any office worker owed the other when they were coordinating on a job.

Slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-!

"Ahnn, nngh, nnnngh, haaahn…! H-haauut, nngh, hnnngh, haaahn…!"

The report we were doing now was something else entirely.

Climax.

Slap-!

"Hieuuuungh…!!"

This was the final ejaculation.

Everything up to now had been little more than a tutorial. The real work of breaking An Jihye in started from here.

"Jihye, did you come?"

"C… ca— h-ha, nngh, haaaa… c-came… I came… cameee…."

A report that she had climaxed.

Like someone dosed with a truth serum, Jihye just kept repeating that she had come, her face dazed, as if she had no idea what was spilling out of her own mouth.

And as if to certify that the statement was absolutely true, her pussy twitched and shuddered, submitting the evidence on its own.

In that case—

Thrust— thrust— thrust— thrust—

"H-haaaa… ah… ‍‍‌‌⁠⁠‌‍‍‌⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠‌‌‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠n-no, wai— wait a second, wait a seconnd… haaahn, h-hnnnghaut…!"

I locked both hands around her wild hips so she couldn't escape and drove into her slowly.

Very slowly.

She must have climaxed more times than she could count over the past few hours.

"Jihye, if you came, don't forget to report it. You've been slipping all morning. That won't do."

"Haaaa… I'll, I'll handle it myself…!"

Slap-!

"Hieuuut…!"

"Handle it yourself? I was just pretending not to notice. It was written all over your face every time you came, and all you did was tremble."

"Haaaa… haahn, h-hauuk…."

"See? You just came again and didn't report it."

"I… I'll do it, I'll do it, so just stay still for a second…."

Just as she asked, I stopped moving and held still. Jihye twisted her head back toward me.

"I-I… came…."

"……."

But fuck, that face was inhumanly unfair.

Those sharp cat eyes that usually only knew how to glare were a little frightened now. A single tear rolled from them. Her pretty face was flushed scarlet all the way down to her collarbones. And the way she was panting—her C-cup breasts swelled and sank, big and fast with every ragged breath.

Looking at that and being told to stay still was, frankly…

Slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-!!

"Aheuuuuuungh, haaahn, aaaahn, hnn, hnnngh, aaaahn…!!"

Just plain shameless.

The clean line of her neck laid bare as pleasure forced her head down. That thin, pleasure-soaked voice crushed under the weight of her bowed head. And the scream-like curses she poured out in that same voice.

"Haaahn, f…uck, haut, h-hnn, you… bastard, stop, stoooooop…!"

How was anyone supposed to hold back looking at that?

But the moment when you should hold back always comes—and that moment is usually the one that works in my favor.

Slap-!

"Hieuuuuuungh-!!"

I pounded her hard, then slammed my cock all the way in until I felt it crush against her cervix, and stopped my hips cold.

Just jackhammering a woman with your cock doesn't guarantee she feels good. Sometimes, after you've been fucking her rough, one hard thrust and a full stop is enough to—