Chapter 78. More Than A Dinner (9)

Translator: Aura

“No. Ahh…”

The moment Minkyung hurriedly tried to sit up, Lee-Seob held her down firmly. He slid his hands across her knees and spread her legs wide, at which Minkyung gasped.

“What’s the matter?”

His now fierce desire contrasted with his fairytale prince face.

“I, I don’t think I can.”

Minkyung said as she shook her head and clung to Lee-Seob’s shoulders.

“Trust me.”

Lee-Seob smiled and pushed himself inside her without any hesitation.

“Ah, aah.”

Minkyung’s fingers dug into his shoulders. It hurt. She felt suffocated, and her vision blurred.

“Ah…!”

Both let out moans almost simultaneously.

“Whew…”

He sighed, then looked down at Minkyung and said in a strained voice,

“What the hell is this?”

‘What…?’

Minkyung didn’t speak, afraid she would scream if she opened her mouth.

“Damn, I feel like I’m going to die.”

“…”

“You, you’re so…”

He clenched his teeth and pushed forward with effort. With each thrust, their pelvises collided in a primal frenzy. Minkyung’s mouth finally fell open. As she panted in pain, he pleaded with difficulty,

“Just a bit more, Kang Minkyung.”

Lee-Seob lowered his head and ran his lips over her neck. His soft hair tickled her chin. Minkyung didn’t know what to do, so she wrapped her arms around his upper body. His back was soaked with sweat. She slowly traced her fingers along his muscles, he shuddered and let out a sharp breath. In contrast to the unbridled passion with which he moved below, above he licked and sucked the area around her neck gently.

Minkyung was trying her best to endure it, her fingers digging hard into his back. She was aware that she would leave marks on his back at this rate, so she opted to hold on to the sheets. At that moment, his hands covered hers.

“Put your hands up.”

Unable to respond properly, Minkyung narrowed her eyes and shook her head.

“Hold me.”

“Just… continue.”

Lee-Seob’s eyes flashed with intense emotion, like explosive anger. He grabbed her shoulders firmly and immediately pushed upward with force. Their wet skins slapped together noisily.

‘I’ll never do this again.’

Minkyung clenched her teeth. He locked eyes with her and thrust into her once more. Her throat hurt unbearably from the effort she made to contain her screams. She clutched the sheets with all her might.

Lee-Seob’s gaze shifted from her narrowed eyes to her trembling fists.

“Do you like the sheets that much?”

Her insides quivered at his sly movements against her lower abdomen.

“Take them with you. I’ll give them to you.”

Minkyung had always disliked Lee-Seob’s arrogant and mean-spirited behavior, but never before had she had such an explosive emotional reaction. She lifted one hand from the sheets, and slapped him on the chest. His white, sweat-soaked skin turned red with her handprint.

“Why, why are you so mean!”

“Oh yes, I’m mean.”

The member inside her, which had reached its deepest point, swelled even further. He moved even more recklessly than before. With his body over hers, he said,

“Didn’t the smart Kang Minkyung notice? I’m a mean bastard.”

Minkyung, who was panting repeatedly, let out a cry out and flailed her hands. Despite her efforts to be careful, she left long marks with her nails on Tae Lee-Seob’s chest. When she saw the marks, she burst into tears.

“Why? What’s so sad?”

He pulled back a little, and gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with his thumb.

“Don’t you want to do it? Should I stop?”

“No.”

Minkyung sobbed and ran her fingers over Lee-Seob’s wounds.

“It’s a mess.”

It would have been better if the scratches had been on his back. On the chest they would be visible just by having the shirt unbuttoned. The gym and spa session she had booked for tomorrow morning…