He opened his mouth wide and began sucking on her already slick entrance. He chewed gently on the plump folds between his teeth, while his tongue slid wetly over her insides. Then he shoved his tongue into her vagina and flicked her clit with his front teeth. The sensation of Lee Wooshin’s lips crushing into her was vividly real.

“Hhng, mm, hh...!”

Her head snapped back and her lower belly started to boil.

Seoryeong tried her hardest to suppress her voice, but the moment his slippery lips tugged again at her clit, her jaw dropped helplessly. At first, only a tingling current rushed through her, but before long, she was gasping for breath up to her throat.

“Haaah...!”

As he sucked hard, her mind blanked out for a moment, completely forgetting her purpose. He tightened his cheeks as if he were going to suck that tiny bud right out of her. Her hips trembled, and the inner walls of her vagina quivered harshly.

Her juices gushed out uncontrollably and slid down into someone’s hot tongue. She shook her legs and clenched her fists in vain.

“Ah—!”

Without warning, his fingers shoved inside her. Maybe he hadn’t been lying about being desperate—he cursed under his breath as he pushed into her still-tight hole.

He grabbed her round, spread breasts and withdrew his fingers. Ugh...! The sudden scrape deep inside made something in her waist jolt. Wooshin licked three of his fingers wet and shoved them back in.

“Hngh...!”

Each time his fingers parted her tender inner flesh, a sticky squelch rang out. The hurried rhythm of his thrusting fingers felt almost impatient.

“I don’t think I can be gentle today.”

“Huht...! I don’t want you to, not today...”

“Especially today, I don’t have that kind of leeway. What do you expect me to do.”

“Haa, mm, still...”

“You’re whining like you’re possessed—how am I supposed to—”

Lee Wooshin buried his nose into her pussy like he was admitting defeat, furrowing his brows. The rush of hot breath made her opening twitch. Seoryeong felt like she was going insane with need.

His tongue rubbed her obsessively, while his fingers massaged her loosened, melting hole. Every time her fluids flowed, Wooshin drank them down like it was the most natural thing in the world.

“Hhh, nngh...!”

She was seconds away from mentally blacking out from the intensity of it. The man gripping her pelvis began to suck blatantly at her pussy, now drenched in saliva.

His lips wrapped around the entire thing, biting down hard on her clit before baring his teeth. Feeling like her bottom might give out, she smacked his shoulder—only for him to twist her nipple in response.

Blood rushed to the rounded tip, and her groin stood taut with tension. The thick, hot head of his cock pressed up against her opening.

“Fuck, I don’t have a condom.”

He froze in place, his face twisting in frustration. Collapsing against Seoryeong’s breast, Wooshin let out a pained groan.

He sighed in something like despair and rubbed the head of his penis against her slick entrance. The precum glistened as if it could slip right in, but Wooshin held himself back, taking deep breaths and forcing his expression to calm.

When he started to back away, Seoryeong, now desperate, grabbed his forearm.

“Just do it.”

“...What?”

“I don’t care, just put it in—hurry...”

“Seoryeong.”

His voice cut her off sharply.

“I don’t care how far gone you are right now.”

His rough thumb gently brushed the corners of her reddened eyes. His gaze was too deep to measure.

“Don’t say reckless shit like that.”

“......”

“Not anywhere—and not to me either.”

Wooshin scolded her softly, then furrowed his brows as he pressed frantic kisses all over her face. As his unmistakable affection rained down on her, she turned her head away, avoiding his eyes.

The moment the man who’d just barely tamed his impulse started to lift his body—Seoryeong flipped their positions, pushing him down flat. Then she grabbed his twitching cock and slammed herself down onto it.

“You...!”

Wooshin’s eyes widened in shock. Seoryeong, pale and breathless, braced herself on his abs to steady her breathing. As that thick, heavy shaft pierced into her belly, it became impossible to breathe.

“Han Seoryeong, you better get off me—!”

He shouted and pushed at her shoulder, but she simply thrust her hips forward.

“Ugh, you...!”

Wooshin gritted his teeth, his nape flushing red. From his ribs downward, bulging veins stood out along the taut skin of his abdomen.

Seoryeong clamped and released her inner muscles around his swollen shaft, rubbing against the man’s rock-hard abs. Just because he wasn’t wearing a condom, the veins popping along his cock were clear as day.

“Trying to leave, are you? Don’t pretend you don’t hear me.”

Her flashing eyes locked on Wooshin, and he visibly gulped.

“This is seriously out of line.”

“Then you say it—Lee Wooshin, do you think I’m easy?”

“......!”

Their gazes clashed, icy and sharp, freezing the heat that had filled the room just moments before. Seoryeong glared at him and moved her hips in a shaky rhythm.

Thump, thump—each time her ass smacked into his hipbones, Wooshin looked like he was about to explode, yet all he did was weakly clutch at her thighs. His lips were visibly parched.

“Hoo...”

The pain rising from below made Seoryeong break into a cold sweat. All she’d done was climb on top, yet her insides were already being torn apart. It felt like her head might burst open.

“So, you ran around on your own?”

“......”

“Even though you promised me. Even though I told you to wait. Was it all a joke to you?”

“Han Seoryeong, that’s not—”

“You should’ve stayed put...!”

She slammed her fist into Wooshin’s abs.

“Not with those legs—not if you wanted to come back from wherever you were!”

Her voice broke up, stumbling over her words. Seoryeong gripped his neck with both hands as if to strangle him. She could feel his hot skin and his rapidly beating pulse through her palms.

“You should’ve just... stayed in the hospital room... quietly....”

As she slammed her hips down again, his thick cock was swallowed up to the base. Up, down, again, and again.

Lee Wooshin was Kim Hyun, and Kim Hyun was Lee Wooshin. Lee Wooshin was Kim Hyun, and Kim Hyun was Lee Wooshin. Her mind collapsed in on itself.

Lee Wooshin was Kim Hyun... and Kim Hyun... She thrust desperately, like squeezing out infected pus.

Seoryeong pressed hard on his protruding Adam’s apple. Like this, if she just applied a little more pressure...

“Agh...!”

Her inner walls gripped him ◈ Nоvеlіgһт ◈ (Continue reading) tight. Despite the chaotic, ungraceful sex, his walnut-sized larynx moved in slow motion.

“Ugh...”

Unable to withstand the throbbing pain, Seoryeong’s thighs began to tremble. Finally, Wooshin, who had been going along with her this whole time, sat up and cupped her face.

“Stop. This is as far as it goes.”

His half-squinting eyes stared down at her. She turned her head, unwilling to show the madness in her gaze, but his strong hands and long, unyielding eyes wouldn’t let her go.

“I was really trying to see how far you’d go.”

“......”

“Agent Han Seoryeong, are you putting me through some kind of endurance training right now? Do you think that’s the face of a woman who’s turned on?”

“What...”

“Should I get you a mirror? Honestly, I feel like I’m the one being assaulted here—and you’re the one about to cry.”

“......!”

“Hate to break it to you, but you’re not even wet.”

He scowled and flipped them over. His back hit the mattress with a thump, and their locked bodies pressed together even deeper. Ugh...! Without meaning to, her most sensitive spot was rubbed just right.

“Han Seoryeong always punishes herself hardest when she’s hurting.”

“......!”

Someone who knew her. Someone who knew her better than anyone...

“If there’s something you want to do, just do it slowly. I can handle it.”

Wooshin clenched his jaw, then tilted his hips slightly and began to move.

“Go ahead, Han Seoryeong—do whatever you want. Just don’t put your hands on the instructor’s body. As long as you don’t touch me like that, I can hold back from coming.”

Thud, thud—his slow thrusts followed. The pace was unhurried, but each movement struck deep.

Seoryeong exhaled heavily and stared blankly at Wooshin’s face. Just seeing that smooth face again stirred heat in her gut.

“Uh, hnn...!”

Each time the rounded head of his cock slammed into her, her eyes burned. The force behind his thrusts was rough, but it didn’t hurt.

Her inner flesh wrapped around him tenderly, and the rhythm of his strokes remained steady and manageable. It felt like molten iron was melting her from the inside. She could even feel the slick pool building deep within.

This was sex the way she had asked for—gentle. Like therapy, pinning down and calming a woman who was breaking apart. With every soft, seamless thrust, Lee Wooshin’s face gradually blurred into Kim Hyun’s.