Once Love Begins - Chapter 10. Part 2

Chapter 10. Part 2

He surreptitiously rubbed his fingertips over the bare skin between the torn stocking holes, sending goosebumps down her spine.

He rips a big tear in the middle of her stocking, and he can’t move a finger to taste her again. She is barely catching her breath when he lowers his head. 

Wait a minute. Hmph!” She couldn’t finish her sentence before he kissed her panties.

“Ha… Mmm!”

His lips felt hot against her panties, which quickly became damp. She wasn’t sure if it was because of his s*cking on them or the juices from her overheated body.

Her panties were already useless. He takes her v*g*n* in his mouth, and the hairs on her body stand up with each s*ck.

Her hips bucked with such force that it felt like everything was being pulled out of her. After rising to the sky, her waist fell back onto the bed.

Her throat tightens as the eyes stare at her. not wanting to refuse to let go of her fluttering body. She struggled to breathe as her white face slowly turned red.

He had performed this act before, but each time she felt ashamed and afraid. His insistent lips pressed firmly against her protruding clitoris and took it into his mouth. She felt as if he was trying to open a tightly closed door to the unknown.

“ah-ah-ah-ah-aah!”

She clasped her hands together to cover her mouth. He peeled off his shredded stockings and tossed them to the floor. He stared at her damp panties. 

Her p*ssy clenched involuntarily. He smiled as if he knew all about her condition, even though it was hidden by her panties.  His fingers moved her panties aside.

“Why are you so wet, huh?”

“I don’t know… Hmph!”

She attempted to twist her waist, but he clamped down on her thighs, preventing her from moving. Instead, he grabbed her as$ and spread it sideways, causing her eyes to fill with water.

Whenever he breathed on her p*ssy, she shuddered involuntarily. She couldn’t argue with him because she could hear the lewd sounds he was making.

His long and hard tongue entered her v*g*n* while his thumb pressed firmly against her clit. She couldn’t handle it anymore and dropped her hands, covering herself.

She pulled at his hair, but that wasn’t enough to control herself, so she scratched at the sheets. She clutched the pillow as if it were a lifeline and bit the back of her hand with her teeth.

However, she was unable to resist the pleasure that consumed her body, causing her to fall to her knees slowly. 

He spread her legs apart, bringing his face closer. He kissed her deeply, ensuring no paper could come between them. She swayed her hips seductively and rubbed her p*ssys against his.

Her vision blurred, and she closed her eyes. She bit her lower lip. His upper body overlapped. His tongue slipped inside her slightly parted lips. He gently explored her mouth.

Her breathing remains unchanged, but it seems easier now. He pulled his tongue in and s*cked hard. She involuntarily squeezes his shoulders.

As time passed, she moved her tongue along his. His kiss deepened, and he took her in with his whole body as their lips parted.

She slowly opened her eyes with a ragged breath. At first glance, his face appeared normal, but upon closer inspection, it seemed slightly different.

Yes, he appeared to be going crazy. He gazed at her with an expression of excitement on his face. Heat radiated from her eyes wherever he touched them.

“Can’t it be today?”

“…….”

He blinks. He lets out a long sigh.

“Haha, I don’t think I can take it anymore.”

She had never seen anything like it. She had seen animalistic and emotionless faces before, but she didn’t know what to make of this one. She glanced at him. He was staring down at her, waiting for an answer.

She has engaged in inappropriate behavior throughout her life. She wanted to ask him a question, but his impatience made it impossible. 

She swallowed nervously instead. He lowered his face and stared at the snout. Urging her to answer quickly, he buried his lips in the nape of her neck. Her eyes fluttered, unsure of what to do.   

“Are you okay?” he asked.

Her lips tickled her throat, causing her shoulders to shake. “Even if I’m not, you’ll still do it.”

“Use condom…….” 

Pausing, he lifts his face. She insists on using a condom. She bites her lip hard as she speaks. When she looks at him, he smiles.

“I have.”

“…What?”

“I have. Condoms.” Her heart sank.

He is making an excuse on purpose because there is no way he would have condoms in her grandfather’s house. She stands on her tiptoes. He stares at her as if he can see right through her.  

“Where is it? No, why do you have a condom here?”

He reached over to the bedside table and pulled out a c*ndom from the drawer. She looked surprised as he brought it to his lips.

She watched him peel the condom off with his teeth without even blinking.

She wants to ask him why he brought a condom to his grandfather’s house, but she can’t find the words. He quickly removes his clothes and underwear and puts on a condom on his erect p*n*s.

She quickly looked away, but it was already etched in her mind. The persistent vision made her feel like she was going crazy, and her heart was beating so fast that she thought it might explode.   

She attempted to force herself to look away, but her eyes were drawn to his p*n*s, which had already settled between his legs. The mere idea of that disgusting thing going inside her was enough to make her faint. 

She regrets experiencing it because she knows the pain it causes every time it enters her. She shakes as if she’s going to collapse at any moment.

He spread her legs wide as he bobbed his condom-covered c*ck up and down. He s*cks on her br**st and rubs his glans against her wet v*g*n*. He presses against her as if he’s about to enter her.

She desires to retreat, but cannot as he grasps her br**sts. She lies still beneath him, motionless.  He aligns his p*n*s with the entrance to her hole and slowly pushes at her waist.

“Ah, that hurts. Hmm… ugh. It hurts. It hurts so much.”

” It’s too narrow.”

The p*n*s slipped out but were quickly reinserted.  She gasped for air, shaking her head frantically and begging him to stop. Tears streamed down her cheeks.

Her lips took a tear from the corner of her eye. Her shoulders shook more and more.

“Stop. I hate it. Please.”

“…I’m sorry.”

“Are you apologizing for hurting me or for not stopping?”

He pushed in with an impact unlike anything she’d ever experienced before, and her head snapped back. Her mouth opened wide, and her hips bucked rapidly.

She felt as though his p*n*s were too much for her body to handle. She could feel it moving inside her.

Her stomach felt heavy. She sighed heavily and struggled to breathe.  She wiped her eyes sympathetically, which were puffy from crying.

He is a bad person, so why is he being kind to her? He has slipped away, and she stares at him in bewilderment. He kisses her lightly, silently urging her not to speak as she stares at him in confusion. He then whispered in her ear.  

“Don’t overdo it.”

He should sound welcoming, but his voice falls short. She hoped this would be the end of it. It’s said that you don’t remember anything on the first day, but she wanted him to remember this forever.   

She vowed never to like him again. However, her desire for him overpowered her, and she yearned for him to know the true woman beneath him—the woman who cried out and welcomed him in.

She grabbed his forearm and pressed her mouth to his, leaning her head down to press his ear to hers.  

“don’t stop.”  

“…….”

His voice cracked as he asked, “What?” He shook his head and s*cked hard on the nape of her neck. 

“No, you might pass out again.” 

He ignored her wishes and pulled out completely.

“It’s okay,” she responded.

“No, you’re too narrow; it’ll hurt. You are narrow enough, but mine is a little too big.”

He says it’s too bad; it’ll break before it’s all in.

“Does that mean you cannot do it in the future?”

“There is a gel that can make insertion less painful. I will use it next time.”

It was unfortunate. If he had continued to have s*x without stopping, it would have hurt. She had never seen a man’s p*n*s before, but she knew he was not typical.

She thought no woman would be okay with a p*n*s that was hard to hold in one hand. Then she remembered Hee-young. Her mood suddenly subsided.

“I’ll do something else instead,” he said.

He carefully buried his lips between her spread legs and began to l*ck her throbbing p*ssy. Using his tongue, he explored the sensitive area, causing her to release her juices.

* * *

When she woke up, her entire body ached as if she had been beaten. She sat up in bed and rubbed her eyes, causing the blankets to slide down to reveal her body.

“Oh God,”

“We can leave.”

She only went with him to parties or business events where he was a father figure. As she nodded bitterly, her attention was caught by the bracelet. “What is this?”

She lifted her arm to check her wrist. He leaned closer.

“It’s my gift for your birthday,” he said.

“Ah…” Her eyes widened in surprise at the unexpected present.

“Want to watch a movie?” Kang-Jae suggested, surprised by the unexpected invitation.

“A movie? Don’t you have a meeting?” Yeon-woo questioned.

“I decided to take the day off,” Kang-Jae replied casually, prompting further confusion from Yeon-woo.

‘He’s inviting me to see a real movie? Why now? He’s acting strange,’ Yeon-woo mused, uncertain about Kang-Jae’s motives.