Power & Sex, and... 11
Finally, the tip of his glans sank into the entrance of her valley. Afraid she might throw a fit and accuse him of breaking their promise if he moved his hips, Maru just pretended not to notice, savoring the scorching heat erupting from deep inside her through his rigid shaft. He could feel her hands tightening around his waist. It wouldn't be long before she guided his throbbing pillar into her depths herself.
"Ah~ Oppa, what am I gonna do? We shouldn't be doing this."
"……."
Jeong-ah's body was burning up like it had a live coal shoved inside, flushed red as if she were drunk, her eyes rolled back so far that only the whites showed.
To feel even more of the stimulation from his pillar, she twisted her hips and rocked up and down, her fingers digging sharply into his shoulders.
"Ah~ I'm going crazy. Oppa, do something about me~"
Maru subtly lifted his hips, then slowly pushed his pillar into her sopping wet entrance. With a sharp "Ah~!" Jeong-ah threw both legs up around his hips and clamped down tight. Pulled deeper by the strength of her thighs, his stiff shaft plunged into the depths of her jade gate. At last, the tip bumped against the wall at the very end of her valley. Her nails raked his shoulders even harder, her legs squeezing his ass tighter as she thrashed for more intense pleasure.
"Ah~ I'm dying~ Oppa, I'm gonna die~ Save me~ Ahh!"
Starting with her heated moans, Maru lifted his hips and began a slow piston motion. The wet squelching sounds from her sticky love juices filled the room.
Sensing her body racing toward climax again, he sped up just a bit to push her over the edge, sweat dripping from his brow. Moments later, hot lava erupted from deep inside her. He thrust his shaft deep into that molten core, unleashing his seed into the depths of her womb.
"Hoo~ Ah~ Oppa, I thought I was a goner."
"Feel good?"
"Yeah."
"Didn't hurt?"
"Huh? Now that you mention it... why didn't it hurt?"
In the end, it had been purely psychological pain. The trauma from her affair with Congressman Hwang, who had died of a heart attack—fear that someone else might drop dead under her this time. That revulsion had made her body reject it.
"Jeong-ah."
"Yeah?"
"Don't worry about it next time we have sex. That kind of thing won't happen again."
"Was that why it hurt?"
"Yeah, probably. You weren't aware of it, but your body reacted on its own."
"Really?"
Only then did Jeong-ah's face relax, a bright, innocent smile mixing with her sultry allure as she beamed at him. She was back to her old self.
"So you'll keep doing it with me from now on, Oppa?"
"Doing what?"
"Sex."
"Didn't you say no before?"
"Pfft~ That was 'cause it hurt."
"What about me being a congressman? You said that made it impossible."
"So you won't do it anymore?"
Jeong-ah suddenly wilted, hanging her head. Her youth showed in moments like this. No matter how much she played around, she was still just a kid. Maru pinched her nose and wiggled it playfully.
"Ow! That hurts!"
"You wanna have sex with me?"
"Pfft~ You think I don't? Even when it hurt, I still wanted to do it with you."
"Our Jeong-ah's such a handful."
Suddenly shy, she buried her face in his chest and snuggled closer. Maru kneaded her firm ass, basking in her warm body heat.
"Oppa. I'm hungry."
"How hungry? Can't we go one more round first?"
"Pfft~ Let's just go. We've been here too long."
They had lingered quite a while for a day room. But with no checkout notice yet—maybe because it was a hotel—Maru wanted to hold her once more. Still, he couldn't ignore her hunger just to satisfy himself, so he reluctantly left the hotel.
It was already getting dark, so he headed toward Gangnam. Not knowing Seoul well, he searched for restaurants on his phone while driving and booked a spot serving premium Hanwoo beef in Seocho-gu.
The place was clean, the food neatly presented. But Jeong-ah sulked the whole way out, shooting him resentful glares. It wasn't his fault—the prices were shockingly high, way more than expected. She'd wanted to leave for somewhere cheaper, but he'd insisted on treating her to a nice dinner at a decent place.
Afterward, in a nearby coffee shop with a cozy vibe, they sipped rich coffee amid the aroma. Jeong-ah's mood lifted, and she chattered away like the bubbly 20-year-old she was. No doubt about it—she was adorable. Though her occasional shocking boldness still caught him off guard.
As time grew late, he drove her back to his officetel to tuck her in. In the car, she started protesting again.
"What if someone recognizes you, Oppa?"
"Nobody I know lives in that building, and no one knows I live there."
"But you're a congressman. What if some info officer like that guy last time shows up?"
"Okay, here's the plan. I'll give you the door code—go up first. I'll park and follow."
In the end, thanks to her worries, he had to sneak into his own home. He dropped her at the officetel entrance, parked, then took the elevator up. As always, it was empty.
For the first time in ages, the scent of coffee wafted through his place. He rarely bothered brewing it alone and had even forgotten where the machine was, but Jeong-ah had found it and was making a fresh pot while tidying up every corner.
"Unni's never been to Seoul?"
"Nope. No reason to."
"What about that lady—the wife?"
"You know she lives in Busan."
"Yeah, but her family's place is in Seoul."
"Haven't seen her face-to-face since I moved here. Just phone calls."
"Oppa, you're so thoughtless."
He ended up getting scolded by Jeong-ah for his neglect. She never complained about his behavior toward her, but talking about Eun-mi or Ara like that made him sense her own quiet resentment. They sat on the sofa facing each other, savoring the coffee's aroma.
"You make good coffee."
"Pfft~ The machine did it, not me. But what about Ara unni? I feel bad."
"Why?"
"She's never even been here, and now I'm crashing overnight."
"Does that bother you that much?"
"Yeah. Honestly, it does."
Jeong-ah really was a kind-hearted, sensitive girl. How could someone like her strut around in such revealing outfits and be so passionate in bed? It was baffling. After coffee and brushing their teeth, he headed to the bedroom. Somehow, she'd even neatly made the bed—unlike his usual mess.
"Come on in."
"No. I'll sleep on the sofa."
"Girl, you'll catch a cold."
"Still no. How could I face unni if I slept in here?"
He forcibly scooped up the protesting Jeong-ah and carried her inside. Tossing her on the bed, he stripped off his clothes and started undressing her. But when he went for her pants, she clung to them, refusing utterly.
"Come on, why?"
"I said no. I feel too guilty toward unni."
"You gonna sleep in pants?"
"Yeah."
"Fine, I won't touch you. Just change into my training pants from the drawer."
After promising repeatedly—even pinky-swearing—she finally hung up her jeans, pulled on his training pants, and slipped under the covers. But she stubbornly wouldn't even let him hold her.
"Oppa, if you're that horny and can't hold back, I'll do it with my mouth. But no putting it in here."
In the end, she stroked his shaft with her hand, licked the balls until it stood rigid, then took it into her mouth and sucked. Getting aroused herself, she batted away his hands, slipping one into her pants to finger her own valley.
"Ha~ Ah~ I'm losing it too."
"Jeong-ah, let's just do it once."
"No! Not in this house. Ah~!"
Her struggle to suppress her arousal was far more stimulating. Moaning nonstop, she bobbed her head on his pillar while furiously fingering herself inside her pants. Turned on by the sight, Maru felt his climax building faster than usual and finally erupted into her mouth.
Jeong-ah swallowed with a gulp, but her overheated body wouldn't calm. She kept stroking his shaft with one hand while ravaging her valley with the other. Maru slipped a hand into her panties from behind. He felt her ass trembling. Sure she'd reached her peak, he slid his fingers lower, past hers, to tease her entrance.
With an "Ah~!" hot juices flooded out, soaking his hand as her body shuddered violently.