Handsome Trash - 32 (R-19)
“No, not that.”
“If not that, then what?”
Hyewon bit her bottom lip before answering.
“I’m just embarrassed…”
“What’s embarrassing?”
“My clothes.”
“What’s wrong with your clothes?”
He glanced at her outfit.
She was wearing a long-sleeved shirt layered with a plaid shirt, but Hyewon didn’t like it.
“I think it’s too cheap for you.”
“Cheap?”
“I’m going to hear all kinds of insults.”
Eunhyuk slipped his hand under the hem of Hyewon’s shirt.
His hand slid inside her bra and cupped her br*ast, biting the lobe of her ear.
“Mmm.”
“Do you want me to rip it? If I do, I can just buy a new one for you. What do you say?”
“… I have money.”
Hyewon was pouting in front of one of the richest men in the country.
“How much money do you think I have? You’re teasing me and it’s not even funny.”
“Not enough, I’m sure.”
Eunhyuk couldn’t help but laugh at Hyewon’s defense.
“I’ll get someone to fill your closet with clothes, so don’t be shy.”
He put his hand on Hyewon’s chest as his c*ck swelled to the point of bursting.
“Hah, Eunhyuk.”
“My d*ck is about to burst.”
“It hurts when you squeeze like that…”
Her n*pples were harder than usual. Eunhyuk pinched the peak between his index and middle fingers, wriggling and stimulating it, making Hyewon squirm.
“Then I won’t do that, do you want me to suck then?”
Eunhyuk picked Hyewon up and pushed her down on the table.
Thinking it was her br*asts he was going to suck, Hyewon arched her back, only to see Eunhyuk lowering his head between her legs and toward her cr*tch.
“That, hah.”
Even if she resisted, her small body would easily be overpowered by Eunhyuk’s strength.
When he pulled down her pants and ran his tongue over her underwear, she let out a moan.
“You must be so needy. You’re so w*t from me just touching your t*ts, Hyewon.”
“Hmph, Eunhyuk… Hah.”
“I get myself off every morning while thinking about you, Hyewon.”
He pushed her damp underwear aside and rubbed his thumb over her cl*t. Hyewon let out several moans of pl*asure.
“Do you?”
“Mmmm, hah. I’ve never done that before.”
“Why don’t you? I’ll show you here while we’re talking about it.”
He stuck his middle finger inside of her, twisting and rubbing to stimulate, and Hyewon gasped.
“Ah!”
“See, doesn’t this feel good?”
“Hmph, it’s weird.”
Hyewon pleaded with a flushed face.
“Quickly. Put it in quickly, okay?”
Eunhyuk leaned down and pulled Hyewon’s shirt up, licking and sucking her br*asts.
He jammed his middle finger in and out as Hyewon’s waist continued to buck.
“I can’t believe you’re lying on the kitchen table, displaying your p*ssy like this.
“Ah!”
“Hah, f*ck, why are you tighter than last time? You can’t stretch to fit my c*ck like that, here.”
Watching her reactions, Eunhyuk felt the urge to c*m despite his c*ck not even being inserted inside her yet.
He contemplated putting it in.
“Mmmm.”
His c*ck was larger than usual once he pulled it out of his pants.
Eunhyuk stood, leaned down, and pushed his c*ck into Hyewon’s p*ssy.
“Hah!”
His c*ck slid inside.
“Ah f*ck, Hyewon.”
“Hah…”
The table was covered with Hyewon’s juices, but Eunhyuk kept pistoning into her w*t entrance.
“Forget about Bonjuri now.”
“Ah, hah!”
“From now on, you are here, with me.”
Grabbing Hyewon’s shoulders, he continued to thrust his c*ck inside of her, continuing to whisper in her ear.
“We’re together.”
“Mmmm, yes.”
“We’ll f*ck every night like this. Doing what we want to do, buying what we want to buy, eating what we want to eat. Okay?”
Despite the uncomfortable position, Eunhyuk picked her up, c*ck still inside her, and carried her away from the table where her scantily clad backside was rubbed against it.
He walked to the bedroom and set her down in front of the window.
“If you don’t want to go out, we can watch Seoul from here.”
The night view of the city center and the Han River was picturesque.
Eunhyuk pinned Hyewon against the window and rammed his c*ck into her from behind, spreading her a$s cheeks open.
“I was going to take you out and show you around Seoul, but you said you weren’t dressed well enough, so we’re stuck like this.”
“Hmph, hah, it’s good, Eunhyuk.”
Their bodies moved in unison as he grabbed her arm and pushed in and out of her.
“If we’re stuck like this, shouldn’t we at least register our marriage?”
“Hmph…”
Eunhyuk wrapped his arms around Hyewon, pulling her toward him, licking and biting her lips.
“I don’t like girls who lie to me.”
“You still haven’t given me back my ID.”
“That’s because when we were just having s*x, I took your ID. But it’s different if we live together.
“Ah!”
He squeezed Hyewon’s br*asts together, and a tear fell from the corner of her eyes.
“How about it? Living as my wife?”
“Don’t say that so easily.”
Since Hyewon asked how they could live together without getting married, Eunhyuk made up his mind to register their marriage first and have a wedding later.
“Who said it was easy? It was pretty f*cking hard.”
Kang Hyewon was the one who made it sound easy.
“Who would propose while doing this…”
They’re having s*x while looking down at the night view. He was proposing to her, and Hyewon sarcastically thought ‘how romantic.’
Well, it was better than Bonjuri.
“Look who it is, it’s me.”
“Hah, ah.”
“With my c*ck here.”
Eunhyuk dropped his hands from her br*asts and wrapped them around Hyewon’s stomach.
“You’ll carry my b*by too, Hyewon.”
“Hah, ah. You say such trashy things.”
“And you’re taking trashy d*ck and loving it.”
She pretended she didn’t, even as she was pressed against the window, begging him for more.
“Do you just have sh*tty taste?”
“I guess so.”
Eunhyuk scooped Hyewon up and laid her down on the bed.
“You’re the prettiest when you’re under me. You’re even prettier when you cry.”
He pushed back Hyewon’s sweat-drenched hair, and her still young face glowed in the moonlight.
“But don’t cry now.”
Rubbing the tear-stained corners of her eyes, Eunhyuk kissed Hyewon’s cheeks.
“I’ll settle for your dry face under me.”
He kissed the bridge of her sweaty nose, and her red lips spoke unbelievable words.
“I love you.”
“…”
“I love you so much. I’ve been wanting to say it for a long time, but I couldn’t find the courage to say it…”
Eunhyuk’s c*ck nearly burst at Hyewon’s love confession.
The confession that she kept a secret.
He needs to say he either loves her or hates her.
“Say it again.”
“I love you.”
A tear slipped out of her eye and soaked the pillowcase.
“Just one more time.”
“I love you…”
“Say it every day, those words.”
The hypnotic sentence lingered in Eunhyuk’s head for quite some time.
“It’s nice to hear you saying ‘I love you’ to me.”
Eunhyuk kissed the corner of her tear-stained eyes.
“To love, to be loved. It’s foreign to us.”
It was so foreign to the two of them.
“Do you regret it, or not?”
“I wish I did, but you’re too cute. Do you regret getting stuck with a scumbag?”
Hyewon pursed her lips and acted like she was considering her answer.
Something about it made her nervous, and her mouth dried.
“… I wish I did, but I like trash.”
One minute she’s saying she hates trash, the next she’s saying she loves it. Eunhyuk wondered if it was really fate.
Eunhyuk scooped Hyewon up and repositioned her on the bed.
no this was kinda cute tho
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