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Chapter: 14
The kiss with Taejun awakened new sensations every time their lips met, making her constantly crave something different.
Taejun’s tongue, which turned Ji-an into a completely different person in an instant, parted her lips and slipped inside.
Without even giving her a chance to bite down or resist, he forcefully explored and sucked at her, making Ji-an feel a ticklish sensation in her chest that felt like it might burst.
His warm breath and their saliva mixed together, sticky and entwining.
The hot, soft entanglement heated the space between them.
She had told herself she wouldn’t be like this again.
But in the end, Ji-an, intoxicated by Taejun once more, couldn’t withstand the stimulation he gave her and collapsed.
The heat wrapping around her entire body felt like it would burn her up completely.
“Haa.”
Only after she felt the rustling of the blanket behind her back did Ji-an manage to open her closed eyes.
Their lips had briefly parted.
“I took that as permission.”
Taejun, kneeling over Ji-an as she lay beneath him, began unbuttoning his shirt one by one.
With each button undone, sculpted muscles gradually revealed themselves, making Ji-an’s heart race wildly.
She knew better than anyone what kind of body was hidden beneath.
“I’ll give you one last chance to run away.”
“……”
With every blink Taejun made, it felt like he was counting seconds.
One, two, three.
Then he moved again, took off his shirt, and threw it to the floor.
“If you beg me to stop now, I won’t be able to stop. No, I won’t stop.”
“Mm!”
Taejun kissed her deeply again and reached for Ji-an’s blouse.
As he unbuttoned it one by one, he soon seemed to find it bothersome and simply tore it apart.
“……!”
Ji-an looked at him with wide eyes, unable to even make a sound.
“Don’t worry. I can buy you as many of these as you want.”
It had been on sale at a department store, but it was still something Ji-an had hesitated over buying because of the price.
Hearing him say he could buy as many as he wanted stung her pride a little.
“Ah!”
But she didn’t have time to dwell on that feeling before his hands exposed her skin.
Startled, Ji-an tried to cover her chest with her arms, but Taejun pinned her slender wrists above her head so she couldn’t move.
Taejun’s sharply focused gaze first landed on the scar on her left side.
“As expected, Seo Ji-an can’t lie with her body.”
He let out a faint laugh, as if he had expected this.
Ji-an, faced with a situation where she could no longer lie, still didn’t respond.
“I wonder how long you’ll keep that mouth shut.”
“……Hh!”
A strange, unfamiliar sensation rushed over her, making Ji-an’s body jerk.
Taejun deliberately teased her even more mischievously.
“Ahh.”
Although they had been intimate before, it had been ten years ago.
Yet astonishingly, Taejun still seemed to know exactly how to make Ji-an collapse, spreading his presence across her body.
Even though nothing had properly begun, breathless gasps escaped her as if she had already reached her limit.
Watching her, Taejun chuckled as if amused.
“A flushed face getting aroused under a boss who’s nothing special… quite a sight.”
“……”
“Looks like it’s time for that mouth of yours to open… tell me what you want right now, Seo Ji-an.”
As he spoke, Taejun pressed against her entrance.
Each touch sent an indescribable, overwhelming sensation surging through her body.
Ji-an frowned slightly, overwhelmed by rising heat, and slowly moved her lips.
“……Please.”
“What.”
“I… want to be held by you, Director.”
She forced herself to be honest, swallowing her embarrassment and saying exactly what he wanted, but Taejun looked displeased.
“I don’t want to feel like I’m working even in bed.”
“Pardon?”
“On the bed, don’t call me Director. Call me Taejun oppa. Like before.”
“……!”
As soon as he finished speaking, Taejun filled her completely.
The intense pain made her breath catch, and Ji-an bit her lip tightly at the heavy pressure.
Because the last time she had spent a night with Taejun was ten years ago, it hurt just as much as the first time.
But what had been overwhelming pain gradually transformed into pleasure.
New sensations awakened as if a switch had been turned on wherever they were connected.
“Haa.”
“Hold my shoulder. Seo Ji-an.”
Ji-an placed her hand on his shoulder as he instructed.
She couldn’t bring herself to meet his eyes and kept her eyelids shut tightly.
Perhaps because of that, with her sight blocked, her sensitivity heightened beyond belief.
“Ahh!”
Unable to endure the stimulation, Ji-an clung tightly to his back and gasped for breath.
“Haa, Seo Ji-an… you really…”
With increasing speed and growing intensity, Ji-an felt as if her entire body was burning.
“Hng.”
Every movement Taejun made was intoxicatingly intense, relentlessly targeting her most sensitive places, and she could no longer suppress her moans.
It was almost unbelievable how good it felt.
Not a trace of rational thought remained.
And perhaps because of that—
“Haa, Ji-an. Seo Ji-an.”
At the sound of Taejun calling her—
“Taejun… ah, Taejun oppa.”
For a moment, Ji-an felt as if she had been thrown back into the past and uttered the old name.
For some reason, her lower abdomen tightened even more at that moment.
She quickly regained her senses, but she couldn’t take back what she had already said.
But her embarrassment was brief.
“Ah!”
With Taejun’s forceful movements, a wave of electricity ran through her entire body.
As he continued to push deeper without allowing her a single stray thought, Ji-an became flustered.
Her vision flashed white, her chest sank repeatedly, again and again.
Taejun panted harshly, like a beast, as he came at her.
“Seo Ji-an, open your eyes.”
“No… ah!”
Taejun acted as if he already knew exactly how much she was feeling.
Now even Ji-an found herself wanting him to push her further, to break her apart completely.
Her body truly could not lie.
So good.
If this continued, she felt like her mind might explode at any moment, her toes stiffening.
With every slight change in position, countless new sensations awakened at once, crashing over her like waves of pleasure.
Her mind turned completely blank, and they both reached their climax together.
“Haa… haa.”
“Ah.”
Ji-an slowly opened her eyes, which she had kept shut all this time.
There, she saw Taejun trembling slightly with his brows furrowed.
She didn’t understand why… but her chest felt tight at the sight.
She hated herself for constantly feeling this way toward Taejun, who only ever spoke harshly to her.
It made her feel pathetic and foolish.
As she looked at him with confused, hazy eyes, he suddenly opened his eyes too.
It felt strange to suddenly look away, so Ji-an held his gaze, even holding her breath.
“What is he thinking?”
She felt like she was going insane, wanting to know what was going on in Taejun’s unpredictable mind.
Just as the tense silence filled the air—
“……!”
His lips touched the scar, and Ji-an’s body stiffened.
Starting from that spot where his red lips pressed, it felt as if color was being painted back into a world that had been black and white.
Since breaking up with Taejun, Ji-an’s seasons had always been winter—but now it felt like spring had arrived in a rush.
As if a gentle spring breeze had come, or flower buds were about to bloom, her chest tingled.
Chok, chok, chok.
The only sound in the quiet room was Taejun kissing her scar over and over.
It was something he used to do whenever they were lovers.
“That means he already knows everything.”
With that kiss more powerful than a thousand words, Ji-an’s gaze grew hollow.
A moment later, Taejun lifted his head and looked at her.
His eyes, as if ready to bring up the past at any moment, made her shrink back.
She wasn’t mentally prepared yet.
She wanted to organize her thoughts before having a proper conversation.
“I’ll go shower first.”
That was all she could say, but before she could even move—
“Who said you could?”
Taejun grabbed her again.
His face, now directly in front of hers, looked slightly angry.
“Seo Ji-an.”
“Yes…”
“You have a talent for making people feel pathetic.”
“Director, when did I ever…”
“Even now. ‘Director’—how funny.”
He cut her off and gave a sharp, humorless laugh.
“I’ll pretend I don’t know until you say it yourself. Let’s see how long you can hold out, Seo Ji-an’s secretary.”
With a mocking smile, Taejun placed his hands on her knees.
The second night had begun.
