Chapter 49. The Sound Youth Makes When It Drowns (5)

Eunkyo opened her mouth wide and rubbed the glans against her tongue. Then, suck, she began to suck on the salty-tasting tip.

As she gripped the shaft with her small hand and stroked it up and down, his hand slid into the back of her hair. Lee Jaeheon quietly peeled off the band between her thumb and index finger.

As she inhaled sharply at the sting, his eyes narrowed. Then, like soothing a child, he touched her ear and gently pressed the back of her head.

“…Ha… That’s going to leave a scar.”

She couldn’t respond to his muttering. Even though she only had the tip in her mouth, her jaw ached like it was about to fall off. Her face turned red, and when he saw her struggling, he thrust his cock deep inside and then pulled it out quickly.

A string of clear saliva trailed from the glans as it struck her throat and came out.

Eunkyo choked, and as she did, he sighed and gently wiped her tearful eyes, locking eyes with her.

“You haven’t sucked off another guy before? Why are you so clumsy?”

“Haa… It’s because you’re big.”

“Ah, well… yeah. I am kind of big.”

Jung Eunkyo, who always got more curt when aroused, looked so cute. Jaeheon took her, who was rubbing her sore jaw, into the bathroom.

“I was originally planning to have a steamy round of sex and then wash you up, but it seems like you shouldn’t get wet too often, so that’s a shame.”

“You were going to wash me? No, I can—”

“Wash up, apply the burn bandage, and then we’ll do it properly.”

He murmured sex in a low voice. Her bra was undone, and her panties were slid down. As she flailed to cover her chest and lower parts, Jaeheon, now fully naked, pushed her into the shower booth.

She hit the cold wall and let out a choked breath.

He turned on the shower, kneeled on one leg, and began washing her legs slowly with lukewarm water.

‘Ha, I’m losing my mind.’

Watching him create bubbles, Eunkyo bit the joint of her finger.

“Spread them.”

His hand slipped between her tightly held thighs, moistening her pussy with warm water. As she spread her legs enough for his hand to fit, he looked up at her and kissed her just above her navel.

The soft, plush lips brushed against her skin and pulled back, leaving goosebumps in their wake. He parted the faint, fine hairs and slowly rubbed the slippery folds. Pressing her clit with his thumb, he slid his middle finger deep inside her pussy.

“Ah…!”

She gasped and covered her face with both hands.

He pushed his finger deep, caressing the slick inner walls, gripping her thigh firmly with his other hand.

Then, with his knee pressing the shower lever, he buried his face in her pussy.

His hot, thick tongue flicked at her swollen clit. Then, teasingly, he licked and pressed his finger inward.

When he pressed down on the rough, round spot inside her inner wall, Eunkyo’s body trembled violently.

“N-no, not there…”

It didn’t matter. Jaeheon was determined, and she had no strength to resist. Groaning, he sucked her clit, shoved his index finger in beside the other, and started thrusting rapidly.

“Ah—s-stop, I said no! H-haah…”

“You don’t hate it. You’re about to cum, aren’t you? This spot… must feel good.”

‘You bastard!’

The curse filled her throat but couldn’t come out. Her breaths were ragged, and the lewd moans escaping her lips didn’t even feel like her own.

Wet sounds came from deep inside her aroused inner walls. The sounds couldn’t be expressed by any onomatopoeia she knew.

Schlick, slurp—then water that had leaked out splashed against the floor.

“Ah!”

“Ha… fuck.”

“Hngh…!”

Eunkyo curled up, then spread her thighs again. Not knowing how to escape the overwhelming stimulation, her vision turned white.

Like someone desperately trying not to pee, she twisted her body and curled her toes. She was wet. No, it was more like she was leaking.

Maybe if she had ever been high on drugs, she could understand this kind of pleasure. Hot liquid gushed between her trembling thighs, unable to withstand the stimulation.

Her eyes squeezed shut as she covered her mouth with both hands. When she came to her senses, she was half-collapsed, leaning against the wall.

He stuck out his tongue and licked the hole where his fingers had just been. As he licked the now crimson inner walls, he spread her lips apart with both hands.

“I think something’s wrong with my head. Ha… why is even your pussy hole so pretty, sunbae? The way it puckers—it’s like it’s begging to be sucked.”

Even though he was already doing just that.

‘Haa, I’m going to die.’

No, she probably wouldn’t die, but her body felt twisted like it was broken, and the lingering heat that wouldn’t fade tickled her from below.

“Haa… do it already… please?”

At her desperate whining, his darkened eyes looked up from where he had been licking her like an ice cream. He smirked and handed her the shower head. It meant—rinse it off.

Eunkyo sprayed water over Jaeheon’s head. The stream poured over his body, flowing down his upright shaft.

Without even drying himself, he stepped out briefly. Still overcome with heat, she curled up again as he returned—biting open a condom wrapper and spitting it out, pulling the latex wide open.

The man looking down at her half-sitting body had eyes full of raw, barely-contained desire.

He yanked the showerhead from her hand and let it drop to the floor with a clatter, then pulled Eunkyo to her feet. Kissing her face, wet strands of hair clinging to her cheeks, he pressed his cock between her thighs, grinding slowly.

Each time he moved, his curved shaft teased her entrance—pressing in just barely, threatening to enter, then slipping out again.

Even those frustrating thrusts made her tense her lower belly. As she looked down, realizing she needed to brace herself, he lifted her chin and shook his head.

“It’s better if you don’t watch.”

“Ha… Just do it.”

“Oh, I will. Even if you slap me or spit on me, I won’t be able to stop now.”

His face twisted with a chilling kind of intensity, like he was saying: Even if someone stabbed me in the gut right now, I’d still keep going.