Living with an Ex-Husband - Chapter 49: A Night’s Escape

Chapter 49: A Night’s Escape

The kiss was as relentless and powerful as the man himself. Hot, soft flesh invaded Eunchae’s mouth, pushing past her defenses with an intensity that left no room for resistance. As her body stiffened in shock, he entwined their tongues, rubbing against hers with a raw, unrestrained passion.

Overwhelmed by the sheer force of his desire, Eunchae trembled uncontrollably, her body giving way under the pressure. Her legs buckled, and her upper body tilted backward.

‘Wait, just a moment…!’

Before she could voice her plea, Lee Joon took it all—her breath, her voice, even the heat of her moan—swallowing everything into the fevered depths of their kiss.

Eunchae’s body was gradually pushed back, the large hand that held her head now tangling greedily in her wet hair, clinging to it with a possessive grip.

“Ha, Yoon Eunchae.”

Lee Joon’s voice, thick with longing, slipped through the brief pause as their lips parted. Gasping for air, Eunchae inhaled desperately, her heart pounding so hard it reverberated through her entire body. The heightened sensations made her skin prickle with goosebumps.

“Haa… haa…”

Eunchae panted, her flushed face betraying the heat coursing through her. Her swollen lips parted from the intense kiss, and released uneven breaths, making her appear both innocent and irresistibly provocative. Mesmerized by the sight, Lee Joon leaned in once more, capturing her lips in another fervent kiss.

As Eunchae wrapped her arms around his neck, Lee Joon swiftly lifted her, supporting her firmly by her hips, and carried her to the bed. Their bodies collapsed onto the mattress, still tangled in their heated kiss.

Lee Joon didn’t let go of her lips for a moment, alternating between biting and s*cking, as if he could never get enough. As he did so, he began to unbutton her shirt, pulling it away from her wet skin.

Finally breaking the kiss, Lee Joon lowered his face to her body, his lips brushing against her cool, smooth skin that felt like marble beneath him.

“Ah…”

Eunchae’s eyes fluttered shut as a soft moan escaped her lips. Wherever his mouth touched, her skin burned with heat, awakening desires she could no longer contain.

From the nape of her thin, long neck to her pubic bone, to her bra-covered br*asts, to her bulging ribs, flat stomach, and concave navel. Lee stamped his lips as far as the eye could see, leaving a red trail.

Lee Joon’s eyes trailed from her navel to her reddened br*asts. He swallowed a heavy groan and slowly traced his fingers along her br*asts.

Eunchae’s torso arched at the tickling touch. Lee Joon slid his hand between the mattress and her back, unhooking and unfastening her bra, forcing her shapely br*asts into his eyes.

“Haa…….”

Lee Joon sighed in surprise. The white br*asts cluttered his vision. Without hesitation, he nibbled at her n*pple.

Eunuchae shuddered and moaned. An electrifying sensation of pleasure shot through her body. Her dulled eyes fluttered wildly. The throbbing between her legs increased.

Clutching the sheets, Eunchae’s head threw back. A tingling sensation of pleasure accompanied the pain. Her body burned so hot that she felt like she would melt.

Tingling and numbness ran through her body. She moaned in pain, but her toes lifted in ecstatic pleasure. Her stomach tightened, spreading a warm glow.

“Haah……!”

She was breathless with excitement. The rain pounding against the window rang in his ears.

Lee Joon’s hand slid down to caress her body, undoing the hook of her trousers. Eunchae’s body stiffened with tension.

“It’s okay, just relax.”

Lee looked down at Eunchae with tender eyes and gently brushed a stray strand of hair from her forehead, wet with rain and sweat. At his gentle touch, Eunchae’s body relaxed slightly.

Eunchae’s lips quivered and she let out a breath. Lee Joon pressed his fingertips to her lips and crushed them. In no hurry to give Eunchae a chance to breathe, he pulled off his trousers.

Lee Joon, who had been so relaxed here, swallowed hard, his throat rising and falling. This was the final straw.

“Eunchae.”

The call for permission was low and clear. Eunchae wiped her tongue across her parched lips. She sucked in a deep breath and lifted her hips.

Once he had her full approval, Lee Joon breathed a sigh of relief and immediately took off his trousers and underwear.

A cool breeze hit Eunchae, making her legs instinctively tingle. Lee Joon spread her thighs again and settled in.

His eyes turned ashen, and when he lowered his face, Eunchae twisted her waist.

“Oh, stop……!”

Eunchae’s arm, flailing in the air, caught Lee Joon’s head as it bobbed up and down. His blurred vision turned white. He cried out to clear his throat.

Tears formed at the corners of Eunchae’s eyes as she cried. Her entire body shook with the rust-colored release. A hot, boiling pit formed beneath her navel and burst between her legs.

Eunchae’s body convulsed. She couldn’t stand the stimulation and pleasure any longer.

“I can’t believe this is happening already. We’ve only just begun.”

Wiping her lips with the back of her hand, Eunchae’s eyes snapped open at his words.

“Ah…….”

Lee Joon laughed softly at Eunchae’s relaxed sigh. Eunchae stared at him blankly as he finally undressed. She’d forgotten. Tae Lee Joon’s desire, his s*x drive, and his ability to caress.

He took off his wristwatch and threw it roughly onto the bed, then pulled down his drawers and, with a swift, quick touch, put on the condom.

He sat up on his penis arrogantly, his lustful wet silver eyes sweeping over Eunchae’s body covered in his marks. His whole body tensed at the sight of this insanely beautiful woman.

“Eunchae.”

Calling her name softly, the tall man’s body draped itself over the shivering, slender woman.

A new moan and a heavy breath burst from their joined mouths at the same time. Eunchae couldn’t breathe properly as the condensation filled her.

Instead of slowing down, Lee Joon intensified his movements. As he thrust his hips up with a thud, something inside her clanged and rang out, a sound that radiated through her br*ast and scoured her entire body.

Eunchae’s eyes grew wet and she began to cry again. A new burst of chanting drowned out the sound of the cool rain.

That night, Eunchae was completely consumed by Tae Lee Joon.

***

After a night of heavy rain, the new day dawned bright and clear as if nothing had happened. The sunlight poured into the bedroom, further disturbing Eunchae’s sleep. Squinting against the brightness, she tossed and turned before finally managing to open her eyelids.

Her eyes, still heavy with sleep, slowly scanned the room, struggling to grasp the present moment. Her gaze drifted between the bright sky outside and the familiar surroundings of the bedroom.

Her body felt heavy and her mind foggy. She couldn’t feel any moisture in her mouth; her throat felt tight, making it impossible to speak.

‘I’m so thirsty.’

Eunchae felt a deep thirst. Although she wanted to drink water, she didn’t have the strength to move a finger. Her body felt like it was sinking, heavy as a wet cotton ball. In her dazed state, she barely blinked when she heard the bedroom door open and felt someone enter.

“Are you awake?”

Eunchae’s eyes widened at the familiar deep voice. As she blinked sleepily, she felt someone sit by her bedside, casting a shadow over her face.

“Do you want to sleep more?”

She squinted against the light, trying to make out the man’s face, now partially shadowed. Just then, his hand gently brushed her hair back.

“Let’s eat first, then you can rest some more. Okay?”

What on earth was happening? The man in front of her was Lee Joon, but why was he being so affectionate…?

In an instant, Eunchae’s pupils seemed to shake as her mind flooded with memories of the previous night, vivid and intense, playing out like a panorama in her head.

‘Ah…’

As the memories flooded back, Eunchae’s expression stiffened. It felt like the morning after a drunken one-night stand. She felt incredibly uncomfortable and embarrassed.

“Do you want some water? Is your throat dry?”

As Eunchae stared at him in a daze, Lee Joon gently caressed her cheek and asked.

“Do you want some water?”

“Please… give me some.”

He quickly opened a bottle of water from the nightstand while Eunchae pushed herself up in bed.

“Ah…!”

Every part of her body ached as if she had been beaten, and a sharp pain throbbed below, causing her to involuntarily groan. The realization of her bare state made her momentarily forget everything else.

“It’s cold water. Drink slowly.”

“Yes… thank you.”

Eunchae covered herself with the sheets and quickly emptied the small water bottle.

“Ahh…”

She wiped her lips with the back of her hand, letting out a satisfied sigh. Finally, she felt somewhat revived.

“I thought your mouth might feel rough, so I asked them to prepare some porridge. Is that okay?”

“Porridge?”

Eunchae turned her head at the sound of his voice, noticing Lee Joon sitting on the edge of the bed. He was dressed neatly in a gray spring sweater paired with semi-formal trousers, looking effortlessly put together.

The contrast struck her as odd. Here she was, unable to even wear underwear, while the one who had pushed her to the brink of unconsciousness was immaculately clean and tidy. There was no trace of the greedy, primitive man from the night before.

But then again, that was always how it was. It felt like she was the only one who ended up a mess, crying and flustered.

As Eunchae frowned slightly, feeling the weight of her situation, Lee Joon asked again.

“Or should I ask them to prepare soup or something else instead?”

“Ah… no, anything is fine.”

Eunchae replied, shaking her head as she tucked her messy hair behind her ear. She felt uncomfortable and awkward just having this conversation.

She had grown somewhat accustomed to Lee Joon’s kindness, but the impulsive night they had shared weighed heavily on her, leaving her feeling embarrassed.

What confused her even more was how composed Lee Joon seemed about everything.

“I’ll go wash up first.”

“Can you walk to the bathroom?”

“Of course.”

‘What, are you planning to carry me if I can’t?’

A nervous smile crept across her lips as she replied confidently. Lee Joon silently studied her face, noting her anxiety. It was clear that she hoped he would leave quickly.

“Alright. Go wash up.”

As soon as he left, Eunchae sighed deeply. She pressed her hand to her forehead.

She didn’t regret the events of the previous night at all. It was just that the situation afterward felt incredibly awkward.

How was she supposed to face Lee Joon now?

‘What should I do? Just act like nothing happened, like I’m cool about it, like he did before.’

Determined to act nonchalantly and not overthink things, Eunchae moved slowly to the bathroom.

“Oh my….”

Standing in front of the bathroom mirror, her mouth dropped open in shock. Her body was a mess, flushed and disheveled.

“Looks like I’m still the same as always.”

Maybe it was worse in those days. Lee Joon would sometimes leave deep marks on her neck, forcing her to wear scarves or turtlenecks to work in the summer.

After showering with warm water, Eunchae felt even more languid. Finally dressed, she made her way to the kitchen, where Lee Joon was setting up a simple breakfast.

“Sit down,” he said, pulling out a chair for her as he placed the bowl of porridge and utensils on the table.

“Thank you.”

Eunchae smiled as she sat down in the chair, but she could still feel a lingering discomfort and tightness in her body.

“Are you okay?”

“I can’t say I am.”

His worried gaze swept over her and he noticed that her lips were slightly cracked from their intense kiss.

“I’m sorry. I said I would be gentle, but I got carried away. I’ll be more careful next time.”

“Excuse me?”

At the mention of next time, Eunchae’s hand stopped in the middle of the porridge. Wasn’t last night supposed to be a one-time escape?

“There shouldn’t be a ‘next time.”

Lee Joon’s gentle gaze turned sharp at her response.

“Why shouldn’t there be?”

Eunchae instinctively tensed at the sight of him crossing his arms, the cold and arrogant expression reminiscent of his past self.

“Well, obviously… we shouldn’t be doing this. What happened last night was just… impulsive, swept up by the moment. So…”

“Who said it has to be dismissed?”

“What do you mean?”

“Are you saying we should just pretend it never happened, that it was just a one-night escape?”

Lee Joon looked at her with an expression that made it clear there was no room for negotiation.

“I have no intention of ending things with just one night. I won’t let you go, and I plan to keep you by my side for life. Your body and heart will only belong to me.”