Once Love Begins - Chapter 15. Part 1

Chapter 15. Part 1

Since returning from the hotel, he has been working nonstop to conceive a child. He has always been a tyrant and a beast. Lately, she has come to fear being alone with him because he jumps at her when she makes eye contact. 

She has lost count of how many times they have sex each day. She only needs to make eye contact. She can’t believe how he has the stamina to do that.

She wakes up exhausted and passes out every day, and she gets up at the crack of dawn to work or go to class after having s*x countless times. 

Her aunts have hired an additional maid, bringing the total to two, to ensure that household chores are done in the morning. The maids would finish their work and have lunch before leaving for their jobs.

There was only one reason: s*x.

He used to be away from home often, but now he only goes to work three days a week and works from home the rest of the time.

He does not drink alcohol and always returns home by 7:00. During Yeon-woo’s lunch, she heard a knock on the door and found him waiting outside when she opened the door.

She quickly realized he was lying about dropping off the papers.

“Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!”

He moved the dishes to the side of the table and then inserted his p*nis from behind. Her bottom was so sore that she had not worn underwear for days.

Since his vacation, he has become even more affectionate, constantly hugging and hugging and hugging.

He pushed from behind with such force that she bit her lip. He grabbed her hips and quickly thrust his hips up, her br**sts crushing against the table.

With each thrust of his p*nis, her v*g*na made a slurping sound from the mixture of cum and juices. The table made an odd sound as if it were going to break at any moment. He did not hesitate to wet the table with his bodily fluids.

He has done it many times. She has become accustomed to it. She chews on his p*nis as if to break it. Water drips down, begging her not to leave.

Electricity ran down her spine as it slid in and out of her in one swift motion. She strained downward.

“Relax,” he said with a laugh as he grabbed her as$ with a firm hand, wondering why it was so tight. Her hips jerked sideways, and then closed, her hole opening and closing with each thrust.

He thrusts his hips harder as he penetrates her. She scratches her nails on the table, but they only slide across the marble countertop as she has nothing to hold on to. 

Goosebumps broke out all over her body. He stands up straight and rocks his hips back and forth. She spread her labia wide open and stroked her clit.

She quickly climaxed as she rubbed her clitoris from side to side.  Her shoulders tensed, and her back shook as her body collapsed on his p*nis, which had been sensitized by her earlier climax.

She felt a sudden rush of excitement. Soon, he was overwhelmed with pleasure.

His thrusts quickened as if he sensed her condition. He pounded in and out without pause. She felt confused, unsure of her surroundings and why she was lying face down while he f*cked her.

She didn’t moan. Instead, she dropped her body eagerly. The intense sensation caused her toes to curl and her head to tilt. She felt a throbbing pain in her vagina.

“Ahhh, Ahhh.” 

She felt his ragged breath on the nape of her neck. He held her tightly even after he ejaculated.

Even after finishing, her body continued to tremble. The more she had sx* with him, the more obscene her body appeared.

She is accustomed to doing it four or five times daily, so she feels that doing it once is insufficient. When his body slipped off hers, the coolness gave her goosebumps. She attempted to get up, but she was sprawled out on the kitchen table.

She was aware of his staring at her v*g*na, and now she doesn’t even feel like covering it up. Still, she couldn’t stay like this, so she pushed herself to her feet, and something throbbed and hot trickled out of her v*g*na. 

She brings her legs together, feeling the cum trickle down her thighs. 

“What a waste,” he said. She spread her legs apart and crouched down on the floor, collecting the sperm with her c*ck and thrusting it back into her v*g*na.

She tensed her back as if he was going to do it again if she spilled it. His tongue swirled against her v*g*na. This is an act she should be used to by now, but she isn’t used to it at all.

He l*cks down to her swollen clit and scrapes it with his teeth. She closes her eyes and leans on the table to steady herself. She feels her stomach clench at the familiar sensation.

“Not enough?”

“…….”    

She opens her eyes slowly. He buried his face between her legs, urging her to respond. She looks up at his face. The color drains from his face, which contradicts the mood.

“I do it four or five times a day by now, but once is never enough,” she replies nonchalantly.

“Let’s wash together.”

“Even if I don’t want to, you’ll do it,” she said with a lazy smile before standing up. 

“You want this?” she says, spreading her legs wide and staring at her throbbing v*g*na. It is throbbing and dripping with pre-cum.

She blushes and pushes him away, pulling her skirt down to cover her thighs.

“Let’s wash up,” he said.

She grabbed his wrist and followed him to the bathroom. As she walked, she frowned at the liquid running down her legs. She was already worried, knowing that they would spend more time n*ked than in the bathroom.

* * *

“I miss you,” Hana confessed, meeting with a friend after a long time. They sat in a coffee shop, sipping on coffee lattes. I was unable to find much to say about Jaeho.

“Oh?” Yeon-woo noticing Hana’s flushed cheeks, squinted at her, her voice rising with curiosity. “Why are you looking at me like that?” she asked.

Since Jaeho left for the army, Hana has not mentioned him. Now, her sudden silence about him seems strange.

“Is Jaeho okay?” she inquired.

“What?” Hana was taken aback.

“It’s strange,” Yeon-woo said. You used to worry about him constantly. Whether he’s okay, whether he’s eating well, whether he’s struggling in the army, but now, you’re so quiet about him.”

She looked at her, who was biting her lip nervously. She lowered her head, hoping her actions went unnoticed. She waited for Hana to speak. After a few moments, she looked up with a look of determination in her eyes.

“It’s…” she began tentatively.

…

“Actually…” she continued, her lips moistened with nervousness. Without saying anything further, she waited for a response.

“I… I slept with Jaeho!” she blurted out.

“What?” Yeon-woo blinked in disbelief.

“You slept with Jaeho?” she asked, her eyes widening in surprise.

“Yeah,” Hana confirmed.

“When?” She knew that Hana had confessed her feelings for Jaeho in the past and had been rejected. They had agreed to remain friends.

“You were drinking before he went to the army. Hana recalled the day Joo-chan picked you up.”

“Yeah,” Yeon-woo acknowledged quietly.

“On that day… somehow,” Hana said.

Hana shrugged irritably, but the blush creeping up her ears betrayed her emotions.

“No, it was just a mistake,” Hana confessed, rubbing her face with her hand.

“It wasn’t a mistake,” Yeon-woo countered.

“There’s only one…” Hana started, but her friend interrupted.

“It’s okay, There’s a lot more of Jaeho out there!” Yeon-woo reassured her.

Feeling sorry for Hana’s silent suffering, Yeon-woo changed the topic.

“Have you heard from Jaeho?” she asked.

“No,” Hana replied softly.

“I will find someone much better than Shin Jae-ho!” She tried to sound calm, but Hana’s eyes filled with tears despite her defiant words.

Hana suggested, “Should we catch a movie? She asked, “Are you alright? You seem tired.”

“Yeah, I’m fine,” Yeon-woo replied.

She claimed she was applying makeup to hide her exhaustion. However, Hana could see through her face. Yesterday, they did it in the bathroom once. He had another one before leaving for work.

“Tteokbokki sounds delicious. It’s been so long since I’ve had it!” she said, trying to change the topic and focus on something more positive.

After watching a movie, she decided to grab some tteokbokki. She had been munching on them during the movie and couldn’t resist. While strolling towards the tteokbokki joint near her school, she noticed a lot of Jae Ho Hwang on the way.

She felt relieved when she saw that her gloomy mood had lifted slightly.

“Yum!”

“Yum. But aren’t you sensitive to spicy food? Are you sure you’re okay?”

After the movie, she chose the spicy tteokbokki despite feeling very hungry. This was a change from her usual choice. She had tried it once before and avoided it since then. Recently, she has been craving spicy flavors.

“It’s fine. I can handle spicy food now.”

“You’re not fooling anyone.” She sets the utensils in front of her. 

As soon as the tteokbokki and fries were served, she eagerly dug in, eating as if she hadn’t eaten in days.  

“You must have been craving tteokbokki. Why are you eating so fast?”

“It’s just so delicious.”

She keeps eating tteokbokki and mumbling something inaudible, but neither of them can understand it.

“Take your time eating, you’ll make yourself sick.”

The spiciness of the tteokbokki adds to its deliciousness. It’s a perfect blend of sweet, spicy, and chewy. She dips the crispy fries into the red tteokbokki broth and savors each bite. Despite feeling like her stomach might burst, she finds herself, oddly, still hungry. 

“Stop eating, you’ll get a full stomach,” Hana warns her worriedly, prompting her to finally put down her fork. She realizes that she has already eaten about four servings and regrets that she won’t be able to finish them all. 

After leaving the restaurant, she takes a walk in the park to get her mind off things. Despite the cold weather, the fresh air revitalizes her and lifts her spirits.

“It’s almost Christmas. What are your plans for that day?”

“I’ll be at home. We have plans with my husband.”

“What’s a date?”

A bitter feeling churned in her stomach as she struggled to keep her eyes open.

‘Oh, Did I eat too much?’ She rubbed her tired eyes.

“You look exhausted,” Hana said.

“No, I’m fine.”

Hana could see through her face, though, and she tried to brush it off as just a yawn.

“Let’s go home. We can catch up later.”

She avoided stopping directly in front of her house and shoved her way into a taxi. Upon arriving at the entrance to the neighborhood alley, she got out and started walking. Despite feeling sleepy, she hesitated to return home. As she strolled, she saw a familiar face ahead of her.

“Senior?”  

“Yeon-woo?”  

“Where are you headed?” 

It was Joo Chan. 

“I was heading to an appointment, but it got canceled. Now I’m heading back home. What about you?” 

“I just finished meeting someone. Now I’m on my way home too.” 

She nodded and fell into step beside him.

She refused his offer to walk her home at first, but he insisted that he had something important to tell her, so they walked together.

“You mentioned treating me to a meal as thanks for lending you my clothes. When do you plan on doing that?”

“Oh, right.” She suddenly remembered their deal amid everything else.

“I’ll make sure to do it this week. I should have done it sooner, my apologies.”

“No need to apologize. Would you like me to make the restaurant reservation now?

“Yes, please.”

As they talked, time flew by, and suddenly they were in front of her house. She was about to thank him when she saw someone standing by the wall. It was Cha Kang-Jae, and their eyes met.

He wasn’t dressed for work and didn’t seem to be carrying anything, which ruled out a quick stop at a convenience store. She wondered why he was standing there. She hadn’t seen him smoke a cigarette in a while, nor had she noticed the scent of smoke recently.

“Thanks for walking me home,” she said appreciatively.

“Yeah, I’ll talk to you soon,” he replied.

She turned to watch him leave but was surprised to find him standing right in front of her.