Chapter 299
Chapter 299
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: The Landlord Knows Everything
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"Mmm... Okay..."
Han Hee-jin replied in a husky voice. But she immediately squirmed over and snuggled into me.
"Maaaster... Could we do it just one more time before I head to work?"
Her voice was laced with sweetness and a hint of nasal whine as she rubbed her breasts against my arm.
Her once-flat nipples poked out slightly, pricking my skin.
"Chae-ah sis is already up, and you want to go again?"
"She usually calls me ten minutes before breakfast, so if we're quick, it'll be fine."
"What about your moans?"
"You can cover my mouth, Master."
She climbed on top of me as I lay there, pressing her pussy against my cock.
Like a witch riding a broom, she slowly ground back and forth, coaxing me to hardness.
It took all of ten seconds, of course.
What guy could hold out with a naked blonde beauty rubbing her pussy on him and begging to be fucked?
I didn't say a word, and she took it as permission. Han Hee-jin straightened my cock upright.
She positioned the tip right at her entrance and let her weight sink down.
"Haah... Haaang..."
Even after I'd pounded her senseless last night, her insides were still tight as ever.
As I stretched her depths, her pussy walls scraped welcomingly against my glans with their ridges.
"Haht... Hnng... How are you still this hard after cumming so much yesterday..."
"'Cause you're such a slut, Hee-jin."
"Yeah?"
She beamed and swallowed me to the hilt.
The moment my tip kissed her cervix, her face went slack with a little moan.
"Haaht... Master's cock is too big..."
"Your pussy's just too tight."
"That's true too."
We'd barely woken up, but her insides were already slick and melted around me.
Her walls twitched and clung wetly to my shaft.
As her pussy molded to my shape, she gently pressed her lower belly.
Pointing just below her navel, she said,
"Feels like it reaches almost here, doesn't it?"
"Doesn't hurt, right?"
"You ask that now? It doesn't hurt at all—feels amazing. Don't worry."
She said that, but we'd just woken up, so she probably hadn't fully adjusted yet.
I reached down to her protruding clit.
"Eungh... Haht... You could just fuck me alreadyyy..."
"Do it like this, and your pussy'll get wrecked."
No time to waste, so I fingered her as fast as I could.
Teasing all her spots, but she clenched hardest when I stroked upward.
"Hahaht... Ah... Aaang... More thereee..."
Her body relaxed, hips writhing like a snake.
Her thighs quivered now and then, hot breaths escaping her.
A few more strokes, and she was gushing enough to soak my cock plenty.
Time to go for it. I sat up.
"Ah... Let me service you. Just lie back..."
I pulled Han Hee-jin tight against me as she tried to push my stomach.
In an instant, cowgirl flipped to mating press.
Our chests and bellies pressed flush, and she wrapped her legs around my waist.
I cupped her ass and gave shallow thrusts.
"Ung..."
After rubbing our soft skin together a bit, I gripped harder and started slow pistoning. She rocked her hips in response.
Squelch... squelch... squelch...
No moans allowed, so I moved slow and sticky, just enough pleasure to build.
She knew it too—breathing hard, lips clamped shut.
"Master... Haht... At this pace, you won't cum in ten minutes."
"But faster, and you'll scream like crazy."
"So cover my mouth."
She brushed her messy bangs aside and shoved her face in mine.
Gazing seductively, she flicked her tongue out to wet her lips.
Obvious kiss-me signal. I couldn't help but chuckle.
I mirrored her, slicking my lips too. Her cheeks flushed deeper.
Her eyes shook following my tongue's lead.
The second we finished, she lunged first, sealing my mouth.
"Mmwah... Smack... Hmph... Ungh..."
Kissing made her ass buck harder.
Her pussy clenched tight, milking for cum.
Every reaction screamed feels good, more.
Her gasps shortened; even muffled, lewd sounds leaked.
"Hnnng...! Chuu... Chup...!"
As we swapped spit and I ravaged her pussy, someone knocked. Knock knock.
"Hee-jin, it's been ten minutes. Come on out."
"S-sis...! Can I wash up first and eat after...? Haht... Fine?"
"Food'll get cold."
"The AC shut off midway... Hnng... Haat... Woke up all sweaty."
"...Fine."
Footsteps faded.
Sounded a bit lonely, but Han Hee-jin didn't notice.
She tightened her arms and whispered stickily,
"That bought us more time... Let's do it properly in the bathroom. We can make noise there..."
"Yeah."
I lifted her still impaled on me.
Carrying her in standing doggy to the bathroom, her sweet moans filled the space as I fucked her senseless.
Still connected, I blasted a thick load inside, then we hurried out.
Moments later, Han Hee-jin returned from breakfast.
She patted her full belly and plopped beside me.
Damn, she ate fast.
"Whew... Anyway, Master probably knows, but Sis and I have to be at work by 2, so we'll head out around 1:30."
"Guess you'll be going soon."
"Yeah, getting ready now. Oh, Sis is heading to HQ today, so I'm taking a cab just this once."
"HQ? Suddenly why?"
"Heard a bunch of complaints came in about that 30-minute closure last time. Something blew up, apparently."
Complaints, huh. Honestly, even I thought 30 minutes was too much.
Felt bad making Chae-ah sis suffer because of my stubbornness.
We're supposed to date tomorrow—gotta comfort her lots.
I scratched my head when a crucial thought hit.
"Hey, during breakfast... Chae-ah sis didn't act suspicious or anything?"
"Nope. Just her usual self."
"...No weird tone or snapping?"
"Totally normal. Smiley and sweet Sis."
Why did "smiley" sound so ominous?
Definitely not happy about it.
Han Hee-jin, oblivious to the grape-scented water by the door, just grinned brightly.
Chae-ah sis really hadn't let on at all.
If she stayed cool through breakfast, she planned to wait it out.
Or is she giving me the cold shoulder until I confess first?
Pretending not to know was impossible now—we'd crossed the Rubicon.
Escape first, think later.
"If Chae-ah sis is going to HQ separately, can I sneak out with her?"
"Hmm... Better safe—slip out at 2."
"Yeah... But."
I trailed off, eyeing Han Hee-jin.
The haughty look from before was gone; she was all bubbly excitement now.
"You sticking with the formal speech and 'Master' thing?"
"Why? Don't like it?"
"It's so different from your usual self, it's cognitive dissonance."
"...Fine. If you hate it, whatever."
She smirked and switched back to normal.
This felt right, but the sudden shift was awkward.
"Honestly, I was wondering when to drop it anyway. Yesterday I wore the maid outfit, so 'Master' fit, but not now."
"You seemed pretty into calling me 'Master' yesterday."
"Duh, matched the situation. How was my acting?"
Masochist, much?
She'd been dead serious about submitting.
"Perfect. Totally convincing."
I flopped back on the bed, staring at the ceiling.
Killing time peacefully, Han Hee-jin stood ready before me.
"See ya later. Gotta head out."
"Got it. I'll hide good—no worries."
"I'll let today slide, but this isn't over. Don't get cocky. Fucking my sis behind my back is a big sin."
With a wave, she left.
Clunk.
Front door shut.
Soon, footsteps from the other side grew louder, then bang—another door closed.
First was probably Hee-jin; second, Chae-ah sis.
Still, wait till 2. Can't risk being seen.
Pulled out my phone.
Checked KakaoTalk—no messages.
Surfing the net, it was nearly 2.
I got up from bed.
Creeeak...
Opened the door quietly.
Familiar perfume stung my nose—one I'd smelled before.
Off to HQ, so Chae-ah sis must've dolled up.
Looked around and crept out.
"By now, she's way far. Let's bounce."
Grabbed my hidden shoes and headed to the door.
Alone in someone else's place, felt like a thief tiptoeing.
Set shoes down.
Pat-checked pockets for forgotten stuff when chills ran up my back.
Same sensation from last night sneaking water.
Don't turn—bad idea. But my head twisted anyway with a creak.
Halfway around, an icy, sticky voice hit from behind.
"Stop."
Like fantasy dragon command or magic—my body froze.
Standing still, footsteps approached from behind. Thud thud.
"Sneaking into someone's house broad daylight on the weekend... What a bold burglar."
She poked my back.
Harder each time.
"But hey... Would a burglar make that much noise? All night long, for such a loooong time. Of course the homeowner would wake up, right?"
She demanded an answer.
I turned slowly, forcing the brightest smile.
Old saying: Can't spit on a smiling face.
Not today.
Our eyes met—emerald irises, cold as absolute zero, curved in a smile mirroring mine.
"Shall we talk, convenience store clerk?"