Once Love Begins - Chapter 7. Part 3

Chapter 7. Part 3

Tears welled up in her eyes. She tried to close her legs, but he continued touching her. She thought of screaming and escaping, but her mother-in-law was in the next room, so she used a blanket to cover up any noise.

She suppressed a moan and sat up as he turned her over. Confused, he noticed the blanket in her mouth.

“Why do you have that in your mouth?” he asked, ignoring her unexpressed distress. He removed the blanket and hastily removed her shirt and bra. Seeing her discomfort, he said, “You look like a bird in yellow, ready to tweet.”

Confused and upset, she was about to question his strange comment when she abruptly turned away and said, “Ahhh!”

He bites down hard on her n*ppl* as if it were a punishment. She looks over at their visitor and smiles wickedly.  

“You should be quiet if you’re afraid my mother will hear you.”

He bit her lip, his intense gaze fixed on her lips. His throat clears, bobbing up and down wildly. 

“I thought you were supposed to be white, but you’re a lot whiter than I thought.”

He s*cked sideways on her erect n*ppl* as if the slightest touch would destroy it. Her hair stood on end at the tease of his flexible tongue.

She squeezes her wet eyes closed and holds onto the pillow.  With her eyes closed, she scratched her n*ppl* with his teeth as if she liked it. 

“Ha…ugh… Please.” 

She shook her head, unable to speak, but the corners of his mouth turned up in amusement. Soon her pajamas and underwear were off in one fell sweep, and he was between her legs.

He had done this before, but somehow she had the feeling he was going to do it today, and from the look in his dark eyes, he wasn’t going to stop this time.

Besides, her mother-in-law is in the living room, so she can’t run away.  If her mother-in-law wasn’t there, she would try to lie like she did back then.

“You’re red because I touched it a little.”

He lowers his face, wondering why he’s so weak. Her entire body flushes with shame. She brings her legs together as his face comes between her thighs, but he easily grabs her thighs and spreads them wide.

“don’t look at it.” 

“I spread them out so that I can see them.”

Her eyes widen as he smiles and puts his mouth to her p*ssy. She stares at him blankly, not sure what he’s doing, and his bushy eyebrows wiggle.

“What, what are you doing? Mmm!”

She felt something wet against her v*g*n*. His tongue darted out and s*cked around her clit as her eyes widened in tears.

She barely muffled the scream that threatened to escape. She felt like she was going to faint. Her thighs, hands, and entire body shook. 

“Mmm, you’re crazy….”

She kicks her legs, but he doesn’t pull away. He is pressed against her p*ssy, l*cking every inch of it. The tip of his tongue, split in half, tastes flesh even though she’s never really seen it.

She doesn’t know why he’s l*cking there.

“Pervert……. Pervert!”

She heard him say, and only then did he lift his eyes. Tears welled up in her eyes as she realized that those eyes were scanning her vagina. A tear rolled down the corner of her eye. 

“What are you doing? Why, why are you there?”

She looks at him with shaky eyes, unable to understand, and he looks at her even more confused than she is, asking what’s wrong.

“What’s this? The as$holes you f*cked all night didn’t s*ck here?”

“…….”

“That’s a shame because it’s delicious. I don’t get to taste it,” he says, and something hot touches her p*ssy. She wanted to bite her tongue out at the thought of him watching her squirm.

“Don’t l*ck it!”

Without stopping, he clamped her lips over the h*le and s*cked. A lustful sound pierced her ears. She thought her heart would explode.

“Don’t s*ck! No!”

“Hold still; you’re not getting it right.”

“You’re crazy, you’re crazy, you’re crazy, hmmm.”

The unfamiliar sensation filled her with fear. She tried everything she could think of, even pulling at his hair and pushing him away as if he didn’t care if she cried or not.

He doesn’t even blink, like a man with a plan. But the more time passed, the hotter she felt down there; her p*ssy was so wet with his saliva that she thought it might melt.

Her lower stomach felt like it was going to melt, and then her entire body’s blood rushed to her v*g*n*. She couldn’t breathe.

The hand clutching the pillow strained desperately. Her mouth opened and refused to close. The longer she clamped his lips around her v*g*n* and s*cked frantically, the more her butt responded.

The clenching hole gurgled with emptiness and spurted with juices.  The juices that flowed from her v*g*n* were swallowed by him. Her whole body burned like a ball of fire in the first act.

The shame was already gone. Every cell in her body tingled in anticipation of the sensations he was about to give her.  He sharpened his tongue and slid it into her hole.

It was different than when he’d just licked her labia. She screamed, her hips bucking, and he grabbed her waist, pinning her. Her eyes were spinning, and her mind was going blank.

Forgetting about her mother-in-law, who was outside, and forgetting that she was doing something wrong, she opened her legs. The first sensations hit her like a thunderbolt. 

His tongue darted in and out of her v*g*n*l walls like a man who needs to taste every inch of her. It darted in and out, swirling inside.   

Her breathing was ragged from crying. Spreading her labia wide with his hands, he n*bbl*d at her clit with his tongue, and her hips instantly b*cked.

Her head tilted back at the same time. Her slightly raised body sagged and fell back onto the bed.

Her mind goes blank. She hears his voice calling her, fading away. She closes her eyes.

* * *

He stared down at her slender body, bitten and s*cked all night. He listened to her sobbing and breathing in her sleep. He looked at her reddened nose and made a face.

He hadn’t meant to. He wasn’t a yellow dog in heat. She fell asleep and lay next to him. He couldn’t help but reach for the sweet scent he’d smelled a moment ago.

His patience ended when he touched her soft br**sts. 

“Crazy.”    

His conscience pricked at the sight of her curled up like a child in her sleep. Then his eyes lingered between her legs.

The tiny hole under her black pubic hair twitched in her sleep. She was fast asleep, and he couldn’t wake her, so he decided to take matters into his own hands. 

He remembered her face last night and how she had yelled at him for being a pervert. He couldn’t believe he was a pervert. He slapped her peachy white as$ and she moaned. 

What had he done to a girl who could pass out from s*cking a little p*ssy? He sighed deeply, pulled up the blanket, and covered himself. He hadn’t slept in two days, and his head was throbbing.

As he got out of bed, something caught on her foot. He looked down and saw her yellow pajamas. He threw the pajamas on the couch and went to the bathroom.

It didn’t matter if Ha Yeon-woo didn’t come home or if he did. He sighed even deeper than before and ran a hand through his hair. 

Once after he washed up, once after he got dressed, and once before he left the room. He glanced over at her sleeping form. The blanket was tucked below her waist as if she had tossed it in her sleep.

The breeze blew it away, exposing her swollen br**sts.  He tried to pretend he didn’t see it, but he didn’t want her to get sick again, so he pulled the blanket over her.

Damn, he can’t stop looking at her pink n*ppl*s. His mouth watered. He knew he shouldn’t, but his body heated up at the sight of Ha Yeon-woo.

He knew it. She’s not a child anymore. He just won’t admit it. He turned and walked out into the living room.

“Did you sleep well?”

“Yes.”

He had forgotten his mother.

“We should have breakfast.”

“Okay.”

He sat down at the dinner table, and his mother sat across from him.

“Where’s Yeon Woo?”

“Don’t wake him up.”

“Really! Why?”

“Yeah. She’ll be tired.”

“Yeah, yeah. Okay.”

He knew that his mother’s eyes were shining, but he didn’t want to say anything more, so he ate his rice in silence. When he finished, he looked at her.

“Why? Do you have something to say?”

“Go home. Did you quarrel with  father?”

“Did you know?”

“Go home before Yeon-woo wakes up.”

Even though he knew that she was sad inside, he knew that Ha-yeon-woo wouldn’t come out of her room if her mother was there, so he said it coldly. 

“Oh, are you thinking about Yeon-woo?”

“It’s not like that; I’ll be up first. Please finish your meal.”

‘I think about her?’

He got up to go to work, leaving his mother talking nonsense.

* * *

When she opened her eyes, it was well past noon. Crazy! She buried her face in her hands as she looked at her pajamas lying on the couch.

The back of her neck flushed as she remembered what he had done yesterday.

Cha Kang-jae was a pervert, and he didn’t even know it, so he followed him like that.

Her eyes sank deep into her head. What would be her reaction to him, the pervert? Would her mother-in-law leave?

Worried, she checked her phone and saw a text message from her mother-in-law. She said she had to go home for something urgent.

“Oh! I have a class!”

She had missed yesterday, and she couldn’t miss today. She hurriedly got ready and went to school. Fortunately, she wasn’t late for class.  

“Let me see you,” Jaeho said as soon as the lesson was over.

Hana poked me in the arm and asked what was wrong, but she couldn’t tell me.

Until a few days ago, her heart broke for Jaeho, who kept avoiding her. It’s like she lost one of her only two friends.

She nodded and looked at Jae-ho, who had become a little grumpy. They sat next to each other on the bench at school. He was her most comfortable friend, but now she felt uncomfortable, and she didn’t know if it was because he told her he liked her or because he knew about our relationship.

After a long moment of staring at the sky, Jaeho spoke up. 

“I’m sorry. I am. I guess that’s how I was that day.”

“She replied, “You shouldn’t drink again.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Okay, stop apologizing. Let’s not talk about it. You made a mistake when you were drunk, okay?”

“Thank you.”

She decided to pretend it never happened, but part of her was uncomfortable because she knew how it felt. She was afraid she would lose both of her friends if she did. 

“What are you two talking about behind my back?” Hana snapped. They laughed.

“Why don’t we have tteokbokki for dinner?”

“Ohhhh-it’s the best for Yeon Woo!” Hana hugged her shoulders tightly.

She didn’t want to lose her. She was walking with her friends to their favorite tteokbokki restaurant in front of the school when a car suddenly stopped in front of them.

Her eyes flickered. The car was so familiar to her.

“Where are you going?” It was Cha Kang-Jae who got out of the car. Why is he here?

“Whoa, whoa, whoa! Hello, do you know me?”

Unconsciously, Hana greeted him. She pretended to know him. 

“What are you doing here?” she asked nervously.  

“I have an appointment.” 

Why bother pretending to know him when it was obvious she was with a friend? Her face flushed as she remembered last night.

“Then buy us something delicious!” Hana blurted out, her mouth wide open.  

“Would you?” Hanna added.

Her eyes widened at his affirmative answer. 

“No, you don’t have to; he’s busy; maybe another time,” Yeon-woo said with her eyes. Just go away. Please don’t buy us dinner.

“Nope. I’m not busy. I have time to buy you a meal.” Without realizing it, he was offering to buy them a hot meal. He was a very strange man.