Chapter 128: This is Driving Me Crazy.
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 128: This is Driving Me Crazy.
The two of them stared at each other for a long moment.
As their gazes locked, their emotions began to swell. In that singular moment, they shared the exact same sentiment.
I like you.
It was an honest exchange of feelings, stripped of all pretense.
However, Yeong-eun, who was experiencing this for the first time, had no idea how to proceed. Until now, she had always been the one pursued, the one who built an iron wall around herself. She didn't have the slightest clue how to act now that the atmosphere had grown so heated.
All the rational information she had learned from books failed her in this moment of exploding emotion. Even her greatest talent—acting—was useless now.
No, she simply didn't have the presence of mind to use it.
Jae-ho’s words—that he liked her too—kept echoing in her head. She had felt instinctively for a while that he might have feelings for her, but there was a world of difference between a vague intuition and hearing it directly from his lips.
"Tell me one more time."
"I like you too."
"..."
The corners of her mouth twitched. She was experiencing a sense of satisfaction more profound than any achievement she had ever felt before. This was a feeling that couldn't be manufactured.
"What's wrong? This isn't like you, Noona."
"Not... not like me?"
"Aren't you being a bit too shy?"
"Shy? No, I'm not. It's nothing like that."
"Then why is your face so red?"
The back of Jae-ho’s hand brushed against her cheek.
"It's... it's because it's hot. I think the boiler is turned up too high."
Seeing this uncharacteristic side of Yeong-eun was so adorable that a smile escaped me involuntarily.
"Why are you laughing?"
"Just because. You're cute, Noona."
Yeong-eun turned her head away. She felt as if he would read everything if they kept making eye contact in this state.
"Let's... let's just exercise."
She tried to change the subject to regain some semblance of control, but...
"Isn't there a different kind of exercise we should be doing in this situation?" Jae-ho asked, taking her hand.
Their eyes met again. The atmosphere, already heated, had long since passed the boiling point. Yeong-eun bit her lip, trying to hold onto her reason, but her body began to lean toward him, inch by inch.
I wrapped my arm around her waist as she drew closer.
Thump, thump.
I could feel the rapid pounding of her heart. As our bodies pressed together, we shared a light kiss.
The texture of her lips was soft. Yeong-eun didn't pull away. Instead, she wrapped her arms around my neck and pressed her body even deeper against mine.
I slid my tongue into her mouth.
"Mmm... Haa!"
Chu, slurp, chu.
Yeong-eun accepted my tongue without hesitation. In fact, she became proactive, sliding her own tongue past my lips.
"Haah, haah..."
"Mmm..."
As we kissed, the hands she had wrapped around my neck slowly began to stroke my back. Her fingers danced along my spine.
She faltered. I could feel her wanting to grab my ass but hesitating, caught between her desire and her sense of decorum and shame. Though her eyes were closed during the kiss, her longing was written all over her face.
In times like these, a gentleman should be the one to open the gates.
I began to knead her breasts. The soft texture, felt even through her clothes and bra, transmitted through my fingertips. It felt like having soft jelly resting in my hands.
"Hngh..."
Yeong-eun let out a moan through her ragged breaths. As I focused on caressing her breasts, she slowly opened her eyes and looked up at me.
"Do you like my breasts that much?"
"You can touch me too, Noona."
I took her hand, which was still hovering indecisively near my waist, and pulled it down.
"You wanted to touch me."
I kissed her again. Once the floodgates were open, Yeong-eun began to be honest with herself.
"Haah, haah..."
Her voice grew rougher, thick with arousal.
Click.
I unhooked the bra covering her breasts. She didn't resist; instead, she raised her arms to help me pull it off.
As the bra fell away, her erect nipples poked out—so prominent that they couldn't be hidden even by her thin blouse. I gave one of her tips a soft pinch.
"Ah!"
"Noona, aren't you feeling this a bit too much?"
When I pulled my lips away slightly to speak, Yeong-eun stuck out her tongue and pushed her head toward me.
"I don't want to worry about things like that right now."
Yeong-eun savored this moment with Jae-ho. She hadn't realized she would be this vulnerable to the mood. Originally, today was supposed to be...
‘I was just going to confirm Jae-ho’s feelings and confess...’
Somehow, they were kissing, and their clothes were coming off layer by layer. She kept getting swept away by the atmosphere Jae-ho was leading.
‘He’s too skillful.’
For Yeong-eun, who was always in the position of power, manipulating the emotions and actions of others, this was an unfamiliar situation. Because it was her first time experiencing this, she couldn't quickly decide how to handle it. Jae-ho’s scent and the aura he exuded made it even harder.
Her brain wasn't working. She simply wanted to enjoy the overwhelming satisfaction of being with him.
The moment their lips first met, it felt like a massive firework had gone off in her head. It was something she had imagined countless times through various videos and materials. She had even done thorough research so that when the man who would eventually be hers appeared, she could make him completely hers.
But theory and practice were two different things. Moreover, her opponent was Jae-ho, who already possessed the seasoned experience of a veteran. There was no way Yeong-eun, a virgin armed with nothing but theory, could take the lead.
The moment had come where everything she had studied to make him hers became utterly useless.
‘I shouldn't be doing this...’
Even while kissing him, Yeong-eun thought it wasn't time for this yet. In her mind, she had planned to play hard to get today, making Jae-ho desperate...
Her mood soared. She felt as if she were floating in the clouds. Countless chemical reactions were firing in her brain, making her head spin. Overwhelmed by pleasure and a whirlwind of emotions, she couldn't think straight.
The desire to just stay like this forever slowly began to consume her.
By the time she snapped back to reality, her underwear had already been removed and was lying discarded on the floor. Her blouse was gone too, revealing her snow-white breasts. Her pink nipples were fully exposed.
This was the first time she had shown her naked body to Jae-ho.
Or so Yeong-eun thought. She didn't remember the times she had exercised nearly naked while under hypnosis.
Her shyness, like that of a virgin, and the sense of transgression it brought only served to excite Jae-ho further. His own breathing became incredibly heavy.
Down below, he was already rock hard. He was fully prepared to drive into her at any moment.
Yeong-eun instinctively pushed against Jae-ho’s chest as he breathed heavily. His chest was firm—much firmer than the buttocks she had touched earlier.
"Jae-ho, wait... just a second."
"Why?"
"We shouldn't... not yet. We just confessed to each other. Isn't this a bit too early?"
Now that they had reached this point, an inexplicable fear began to stir within her. The hesitation unique to a virgin. The fear of the unknown. The worry that Jae-ho’s attitude toward her might change after they spent the night together.
Normally, she would have come up with other reasons. Her position as the granddaughter of Jeil Group. The trouble of spending a night with someone she hadn't even been formally introduced to through a marriage meeting. The value of her virginity.
She would have tried to control the situation by running the numbers, as she always did. This behavior was unlike her. Normally, she would have taken a much firmer stance.
But Yeong-eun’s mind, drowned in pleasure, wasn't functioning normally. The third-generation chaebol, Yoo Yeong-eun, armed with cold reason, was nowhere to be found. In her place was only a woman named Yoo Yeong-eun, looking at a man.
The fingertips she used to push against Jae-ho’s chest trembled.
Jae-ho knew. He knew she was afraid, even if she didn't say the word "scared."
"It's okay."
He whispered in a tender voice, slowly stroking her hair. He spoke every word with care to put her at ease, so she wouldn't be afraid.
"Don't worry too much. I'm here."
While stroking her hair, his fingers very slowly moved toward her secret place.
"Today at the station, I couldn't see anyone but you. I was shocked because you were the most beautiful person there."
His hand slipped under her skirt and removed the panties covering her private parts.
Squelch.
He caressed her pussy, which was already soaking wet. Despite her attempts to act strong or indifferent, she was already feeling it from the kiss.
"Haah, haah... I shouldn't... Jae-ho, this isn't, hngh!"
Yeong-eun’s body shuddered. Strands of her hair, damp with sweat from the excitement, fell over her eyes. Through the gaps in her hair, her unfocused eyes were visible.
Her flushed cheeks, the beads of sweat on her forehead, her pupils dilated with pleasure and excitement, her messy hair, and her breasts exposed by her discarded top. Her body was as beautiful as a painting.
Yeong-eun, who always presented herself as a perfect actress and a chaebol granddaughter to the public, looked so disheveled that I couldn't take my eyes off her.
‘This is driving me crazy.’
Unlike her usual confident self, this version of Yeong-eun, who looked so desperate that I wanted to protect her, was incredibly erotic.
My crotch actually ached.
"Noona."
"Haah, haah... Yes?"
"You're truly beautiful. I'm so turned on because of you, you know?"
I took Yeong-eun’s hand and placed it against my pants. My dick was twitching and pulsing beneath the fabric.
"Oh my..."
Yeong-eun’s expression changed as she felt my cock moving of its own accord through the cloth.
"You're the one who made me like this, so you're going to take responsibility, right?"
We shared another deep kiss. As if she had forgotten her fear, she stripped another layer of clothes off me.
Finally, we were both completely naked.