Once Love Begins - Chapter 5. Part 3

Chapter 5. Part 3

As she stood there, mouth agape like a startled goldfish, he tugged on her arm, and she stood next to him, her eyes narrowed.

“…Uh, when did you get here?”

“I was here first.”

“Ah…….”

She blushed, knowing that he had heard everything she had said to Jae-ho.

“Why don’t you leave me out of it?”

Shin Jae-ho, with tunnel vision, glared at him, and the right corner of his mouth twisted up unpleasantly.

“Aren’t you the one who needs to leave?”

He didn’t sound angry. It was his typical low, hard voice, but for some reason, it sent chills down her spine. She felt a shiver run down her back.

She felt guilty, even though she hadn’t done anything wrong.

“Let’s go,” Kang-Jae said.

“…Yes,” Yeon-woo responded.

Jae-ho shouted once more as if she hadn’t been paying attention while following him.

“I won’t give up! I’ll make you happier than he does!”

She felt his shoulders stiffen as he took the lead. She bit her lip and glared at Shin Jae-ho, but whether he was drunk or emotional, she couldn’t see his face signaling her to stop.

She walked up behind him, and he urged her to go inside.

“He doesn’t make you laugh! He will make you cry every day!” His feet stopped once more.

“Well, just go in, okay?”

She thought of him as a dear friend, but her heart was heavy for Jaeho. He didn’t say another word until they stepped out of the lift.

She watched his back as he walked through the door and let out a small sigh. The air in the house was so heavy that she was careful with each breath.

“……I’m sorry, he’s not like that…….”    

Before she could finish, she was stopped in her tracks by him standing in the middle of the living room, spinning around.

She stared at him with a very unhappy expression on her face, wondering if he was mad at her for showing up like that, even though they were married, even if it was just a contract.

“Is that him?”

“What?” She couldn’t understand what he was saying.

“Did you sleep with him?” She clamped her mouth shut, not wanting to answer this time.

“Really? Was it him?”

“I’m asking you if I am right.” She stared straight into his eyes, which snarled like an angry animal.

“It’s not.”

“Then who is it?”

“It doesn’t matter.” She flicked a stray strand of hair back from her face.

“Don’t talk to me like you’ve never done it. He’s a man, and you’re a woman, am I right?”

“……”

“Are you engaged in a s*x*al relationship?”

“We agreed not to touch each other’s private parts, so don’t mind what I do,” Yeon-woo said.

She still hadn’t responded to her mother-in-law’s text asking her to stop by sometime, and that day, her heart was torn apart, and she couldn’t mend it with anything.

In the past, she would have been pleased with the attention, but she wasn’t pleased at all. Instead, she was saddened.

“What did you say?” Kang-Jae said

“It’s private, don’t mind me,” Yeon-woo replied.

His face crumpled at the bluntness of her tone. He lurched forward and grabbed her shoulder. His grip was stronger than Jae-ho’s.

“Yeah, but still, you’re a woman and we’re married.”

“Uh… hmm.”

“And it makes me feel dirty.

“Why? Why do you feel dirty?”

“Well, I don’t know.”

He stares at her as if he doesn’t know, as if he wants her to come up with an answer.

He swallows dryly, his steady black eyes looking at her slightly parted lips. At the same time, he reaches out and gently strokes her left cheek.

Her lips feel like they’re burning under his hot touch. She knows she should be avoiding his lips, but she can’t move, even though she knows she should.

She just stood there, mesmerized, watching his actions. His lips brushed against hers. Then his tongue gently licked her lower lip.

She moaned, loving the feel of his firm palm on her neck. He just licked her lips and it tickled her lower belly.

He didn’t miss the slight opening of her mouth and slid his tongue in. It wasn’t their first kiss, but the unfamiliar feel of his tongue startled her and she pulled away.

As she pulls back from his tongue, he pulls his lips away slightly. She opens her eyes to see his bushy eyebrows wiggling.

“Are you kidding me?” He glared at her threateningly, and she jumped up and down as if her heart was going to explode.

She felt as if her heart would burst and she might die today or tomorrow.

He was born with a perfect face, and although she told herself a dozen times not to get nervous when she looked at his face, she broke down.   

She involuntarily pushed away from his chest, so close she could hear her heart beating, but he was persistent. Before she knew it, he had her tongue in his mouth and was passionately kissing her.    

Half dazed from the kiss that took her breath away, she could barely move to follow his tongue. Her legs buckled beneath her and he slung her body over his shoulder.

“My put me down!”

“Hold still,”

She whimpered and clung to his shoulders as they walked into the room. His long legs carried her in a few steps to the bed and he lowered her carefully.    

It was only a matter of moments before she was stripped of all her clothes and underwear.    

For a split second, she didn’t know whether to congratulate him for removing her clothes and underwear so quickly or to cry.

She’s not used to being undressed, but he is. Like he’s done it a lot. She smiles bitterly and he bites her n*pple painfully as he s*cks on her br**st.

“Oh, no!”

“Don’t think about it.”    

How else would he know she was thinking about it? Was it written on her face?

The tip of his tongue flicks the center of her swollen n*pple. It tickled between her legs, and as she brought them together, his gaze drifted down.

Her eyes fluttered; she was naked too. She’d had s*x once, but that was it, and shame was shame.

 She pushed him away with all her strength, struggling to keep her legs apart.

“Spread them.”

“Shh, no.”  

“I can’t see.”

“Don’t look, just do it.” A laugh escaped her lips.    

“How can I not look? I’m not supposed to poke you anywhere.”

“Don’t you dare say that!”

His face and neck were flushed, resembling a fiery red hue. He chuckled, his shoulders shaking with laughter.

She felt a sense of embarrassment that brought tears to her eyes.

Her eyes’ corners became glazed.   

“Boo, please put out the fire.”  

“Why? The hole is there to look through, didn’t you know?”

“Hmph.”

The legs she’d closed so forcefully opened so easily. They opened and she felt goosebumps on her skin as the eyes scanned the bushes.    

“Didn’t he tell you?” she thought, ashamed.

Tears welled in her eyes at the thought of showing everyone a place she’d never shown anyone.

She clenched her teeth to conceal her emotions, but a sob managed to escape as soon as his hand touched the black bush. His eyes narrowed.

His hands went up to cover his face as if to say, “What the hell is wrong with you? “You said you want this, and I intend to give you a thorough spanking, so please refrain from crossing your legs.”

She shook her head in response to his command. “Oh, I don’t want to do that right now.”

His shoulders shook with laughter. “I want to, and since this isn’t your first time, don’t be reluctant.”

He was right; it wasn’t her first time, and she suddenly felt a twinge of regret.

“I thought you only do this to the ones you loved?” Another breathy sound escaped her mouth.

“I changed my mind. I didn’t think I was a cunt, but I guess it’s possible.”

“What…?”

“I guess I’m just like the rest of them. A cunt who sees a hole and wants to stick it in.”

She could see his face through her fingers. His eyes roamed over her body as if he could see her lying in bed. It was as if his pupils were l*cking her whole body.

She tried to keep her legs together as his eyes darted back and forth between them, but she was quicker than that. 

“Besides, you’re my wife, legally, so what’s wrong with us having s*x?

“It’s just strange that we haven’t done it all these years, so stop squirming. It’s like you’re guilty of something.”

“Wait a minute….”

“One moment, you’re screaming for it, the next you’re screaming for it, and now you’re doing this?”

She flicked her hair in annoyance. The lowered voice made her shudder.

His head tilted as he rolled his tongue around her n*pple like a toy and n*bbled on it with his teeth.

He even said something unkind about her n*pples being erect. She was dazed. Her vision flickered and for a moment her eyes widened at the hot breath on her p*ssy.

She lowered the hand covering her face and raised her upper body slightly, staring at him in surprise.

“What are you doing?” she asked, her eyebrows waggling as she watched him in horror.

“Don’t.” His face was in a place it shouldn’t be, and he wouldn’t move, despite her asking what he was doing there.

She doesn’t know why his lips are in that place. She keeps telling him not to do it.

Every time he spoke, his damp breath touched her p*ssy. Every time she jerked back in surprise, he turned his head slightly and gave me a long l*ck on her inner thigh.    

She cried out, unable to move. She felt like he was going to bury his mouth in her v*g*na at any moment.

Her vision blurs. She didn’t mean to cry, but the tears kept coming. She’s not scared, she doesn’t hate it, but why is she crying? She doesn’t know. She has no idea.

She tries to calm her ragged breathing, but it doesn’t work.    After s*cking and biting her thighs for a while, he lifts her torso. She finally breathes.

But there was more to come: a single finger slid slowly into her v*g*na. “Hmph… Suck! Hmph!”

She shook her head but was too weak to reach it. Deep inside, the finger moved back and forth. It rubbed against her inner walls.

“I only put one in, it’s too tight.” It doesn’t hurt, but every time he wiggles his finger, her v*g*nal walls give way.

Her eyes flutter down as if she wants to break his fingers, but she doesn’t want to reveal her inexperience by telling him she’s not trying.

After a moment’s hesitation, he stretched out another finger and slid two in.    “Ugh!”

This time, it hurt a little. She opened her tightly closed eyes slightly and saw his face with a frown on it. She was in pain, but why did he look like he was in pain too? Could it be that his fingers were hurting? She bit her lip until it bled.    

“What are you doing? It’s only two fingers, relax.”  Her thighs trembled.

She didn’t want to burden him, and she didn’t know how to alleviate it. She looked at him with resentment as he continued saying things she didn’t understand. 

“You seem to be struggling with my fingers, how about if you will take mine?”

He’s saying something, but she can’t hear it.

“Have you only met dickheads so far?”

“Ha ha.”

“Why is your v*g*na so narrow?”

Her head is spinning. She feels like she’s going to pass out.

“Breathe. Why aren’t you breathing?” he whispered in her ear, straddling her upper body. His words made it difficult for her to catch her breath.

Tears formed in the corners of her eyes, and his lips gently brushed them away. The fingers were still digging into her v*g*na. It brought another tear to her eye.

After some time had passed, and she had gotten used to the feel of his fingers going in and out of her v*g*na, he took off his trousers.

She couldn’t bear the sight of the hideous thing that threatened to burst through her briefs at any moment. 

She snapped out of it. “Wait!”

As she lay there still, she paused for a moment as she screamed. She tried not to tremble, but her voice came out shaky.

“Do you, uh, have anything?”

“Anything like what?”

“A condom,” she said, watching his mouth harden.

“I’m not doing this without a condom.” She glared at him stubbornly, and he sighed.

“…Wait.” She covered herself with the sheet as she watched him get dressed again.

“Just wait. Okay?”

“Okay.”