Repayment (8)
"...Ah, n-ngh, ah." Her body was burning up. She felt as if she had plunged stark naked into a boiling hot spring.
Baek Seol-ah let out shallow, intermittent groans every time Han Taeyang, who was looming over her, shifted his weight. Her hands were already pinned down, held tightly in his. To say it didn't feel awkward to have their fingers laced together so tenderly, like actual lovers, would be a lie, but...
*Squelch!* "Ah, hyah?!"
She was in no position to worry about such trivial matters. Even when he remained still, the sheer mass of Han Taeyang's cock filling her belly radiated a heavy, undeniable presence. Before she could even begin to adjust to its unfamiliar size, the massive weapon was already sliding back and forth inside her. He had merely pulled his shaft—which had been buried deep within her—back out, scraping against her vaginal walls.
...Th-this. Seriously, why does it feel so good...?
Baek Seol-ah squeezed her eyes shut, her face completely melted as she let out hot, ragged breaths. Despite the simple, repetitive thrusting, every single sensation was terrifyingly intense. Han Taeyang's length easily reached depths she had never experienced before. Baek Seol-ah instinctively glanced down at their junction, only to quickly avert her eyes in a panic.
"...Ngh."
Not to mention the length she was currently feeling inside her, even the girth was monstrous. It was a weapon that far exceeded the 'male average' she had vaguely imagined. Part of that was because the only man she had ever experienced until now was Lee Hyun-seong... But regardless, she felt like she would lose her mind if she kept staring at Han Taeyang's lower half.
Why... why does it keep popping into my head?
Baek Seol-ah forced her head to the side, staring at the wall, but it didn't help much. Even if she looked away, she couldn't erase the vivid images conjured by her mind. Moreover, knowing that the very thing she was imagining was currently buried deep inside her body only made her core burn hotter. The lust consuming her body amplified endlessly, and her physical reactions laid it all bare.
"...Mmph."
The redder Baek Seol-ah's face grew, the tighter her pussy clamped down on him. The sheer volume of love juices overflowing from her made even Han Taeyang let out a low grunt. Despite her blushing face and embarrassment, Baek Seol-ah kept stealing glances at his reaction.
I-I'm going crazy. Why on earth...
A deeply confusing thought crossed her mind. Why does Han Taeyang's expression look so incredibly erotic right now...?
It was a feeling she had never experienced before, one she had never dreamed she would ever feel. Especially not toward Han Taeyang—it was a sentiment she absolutely should have suppressed. To think she would use words like 'erotic' or 'cute'—soft, affectionate terms usually reserved for a boyfriend—to describe this man.
Baek Seol-ah wanted nothing more than to smack her own head for having such foolish thoughts, but... ...Ah. It was impossible.
As her eyes darted around, she locked eyes with Han Taeyang once again. And in that exact moment, she felt her heart skip a violent beat. The way his face contorted in a pained, pleasurable grimace as he tried to hold back his climax, overwhelmed by the tight, delicious squeeze of her walls... The low groans that occasionally slipped through his firmly shut lips, though not as loud as hers... Every single reaction of his was so incredibly endearing.
I-I'm doomed...
Her initial resolve to keep her heart solely for Lee Hyun-seong, even if she surrendered her body. That determination, which she had never doubted she could easily maintain, was wavering. Baek Seol-ah was deeply shocked to realize that, for a split second, she had almost looked at Han Taeyang with the same tender, affectionate expression she reserved for Lee Hyun-seong's cute moments.
*Plunge!* "...Hyang! Ngh, ah?!"
Just as she was about to spiral into despair, Han Taeyang's cock thrust deep, violently hammering against her cervix and turning her mind completely blank once more. Baek Seol-ah's hips arched halfway off the bed before she collapsed back down, her entire body trembling violently.
"Ah, hyak, eumuk..."
Her eyes had long since gone unfocused and glassy, and her lower abdomen burned as if scorched by fire. Crucially, Baek Seol-ah didn't even realize she was drooling from the corner of her mouth. It meant only one thing.
I'm going crazy... Seriously, I'm losing my mind.
She had crossed the line. With that single, deep thrust, Baek Seol-ah had experienced a clear, undeniable climax. It wasn't a full-blown, explosive orgasm, so she didn't squirt as she usually did, but—
"You must be pretty relaxed if you have time to let your mind wander, Baek Seol-ah."
"...Heuk."
Regardless of her state, unless she voiced it, he had no way of knowing she had just climaxed. Perhaps that was why Han Taeyang's voice sounded somewhat cold as he slapped his thick palm onto her lower belly. Or perhaps 'fierce' was a better word. Either way, he didn't seem to be in a very good mood.
Baek Seol-ah's eyes trembled at the dull pressure vibrating inside and outside her lower abdomen. Han Taeyang dug his five fingers deep into her belly, growling threateningly.
"When you're with me, focus entirely on me. Don't be rude and let your mind wander. Do you understand?"
"...Ah, hngh."
It wasn't hard to understand why he was angry. He had spelled it out for her, after all. It seemed Han Taeyang had somehow sensed, with uncanny accuracy, that her mind had drifted. Since she had indeed been harboring thoughts unfitting for the moment, she had no excuse.
"N-No, I was..."
Yet, Baek Seol-ah couldn't help but feel a sense of injustice. ...I-I was focusing only on you, though.
But how could she voice that grievance? How could she even attempt to explain herself? Even if it killed her, she could never admit that she had been thinking entirely of him, both inside and out. To use that as an excuse, she would have to explain her exact feelings in embarrassing detail.
I wouldn't say it even if my mouth were ripped open.
She didn't have the courage to say those words sober. Especially not to Han Taeyang. How could she dare admit that, even for a brief moment, she had almost felt affection—not just lust—toward him? If she did, things would undoubtedly become incredibly awkward between them. In the end, Baek Seol-ah chose to keep her mouth shut, her face burning crimson.
"I don't even need to ask. You were probably thinking about that bastard Lee Hyun-seong. What else would you be thinking about right now?"
Han Taeyang muttered, narrowing his eyes as if her silence annoyed him even more.
I was thinking of you! You...!
Baek Seol-ah felt frustrated and wronged, but she still couldn't bring herself to confess the truth. Consequently, her ambiguous, non-committal reaction only irritated Han Taeyang further.
"Right. It's my fault for giving you enough breathing room to daydream. Sorry for getting mad."
"...W-What?"
Han Taeyang said, his voice suddenly calm. Baek Seol-ah looked up at him in confusion. His expression had grown noticeably colder, yet his words were strangely polite.
"N-No, you don't need to apologize..."
Because of that, Baek Seol-ah made a misjudgment. To be precise, she was too slow to realize.
"...Ngh-ah."
She failed to notice the veins bulging on Han Taeyang's lean, muscular upper body, or the terrifyingly tight grip he had on their laced fingers. Baek Seol-ah let out a soft moan as she felt his rock-hard cock pressing against her belly from the inside, as if pushing it upward. Looking down at her dazed, almost depraved expression, Han Taeyang let out a cold laugh.
"Look forward to this, Baek Seol-ah."
He lowered his posture, using his full body weight to pin her down as he declared, "I'm going to turn you into a mindless idiot who can't think of anything—especially not your boyfriend. At least for right now, I'll make sure of it."
"Y-Yesh...?"
Baek Seol-ah's golden eyes trembled. She realized a beat too late that she had provoked Han Taeyang in the worst way possible, but the chance to make an excuse or soothe him had already passed. The intense pleasure coursing through her body had slowed her reaction time to a crawl.
"W-Wait. Han Taeyang..."
By the time Baek Seol-ah called his name in a panic, it was already too late. *Slap!*
"—Hah."
The moment Han Taeyang suddenly snapped his hips forward, creating a wet, vulgar sound of flesh slapping against flesh.
...? One second.
Baek Seol-ah couldn't comprehend what was happening.
W-What... Two seconds.
By the time she processed the fact that she had just exhaled every last drop of air from her lungs, rather than actually feeling it.
"...Ah, heh, k-kkeuh."
Fueled by jealousy, Han Taeyang's shaft had swollen to its absolute limit, and it had already slammed hard against Baek Seol-ah's cervix. Finally, after three full seconds had passed.
"Hegeuk...?!"
*Squirrrt!*
Baek Seol-ah threw her head back as she was hit by a climax incomparably more intense than the last. She had no choice; the lightning-like pleasure surging from her lower half forced her to. Her legs, which had been loosely wrapped around Han Taeyang's waist, clamped shut, and her toes curled tightly. A stream of clear fluid sprayed out in a straight line from her swollen slit.
And before the aftershocks of that climax could even settle, while Baek Seol-ah was still drowning in waves of pure ecstasy—
*Squish!*
"...Ngh?! Hyang!"
"It's too early to pass out."
With a thoroughly mischievous smirk, Han Taeyang pressed down even harder on her lower belly, finally looking somewhat satisfied. Naturally, the remaining love juices and other fluids pooled inside her leaked out.
Han Taeyang looked down at Baek Seol-ah, who was panting from the overwhelming pleasure despite the slight discomfort, and said,
"I haven't even come once yet, and we still have a whole box of condoms left over from the ones you didn't use the other day..."
"...Ngh, hyat..."
"So I hope you don't just pass out on me today. Hang in there, partner."
Looking up at Han Taeyang with trembling eyes as he unleashed his raw, unfiltered desires onto her, Baek Seol-ah thought...
She didn't know if she would ever sleep with him again after today, but...
...If.
If, by some miracle, they did... Unlike her relationship with Lee Hyun-seong—she had a strong premonition that she would rarely, if ever, get the chance to take the lead or play the dominant one with Han Taeyang.
Given her prideful nature, she should have felt frustrated by this realization. Yet, Baek Seol-ah...
"Heheet..."
Whether she was simply feeling too good or perhaps looking forward to it, she let a thin trail of silver saliva slip past her lips... and wore an incredibly beautiful smile. A smile brimming with a seductive allure capable of bewitching any man.