Once Love Begins - Chapter 8. Part 2

Chapter 8. Part 2

“I’m running late today, so don’t wait for me.”

“Why am I waiting?”

Before he could say anything else, she got out of the car and slammed the door. She had never waited for him, but she did not feel like waiting either.

She entered the house, but a cold breeze through her torn tights stopped her.

‘A pervert, that’s for sure. A pervert among perverts.’   

*

“Ugh, yeah,” she muttered to herself.

In her dazed state, she frowned as she felt a tickle down there. She let out an excited moan.

‘This was strange.’

She may have fallen asleep. She struggled to open her eyes. She felt a movement between her legs. She slowly lowered her eyes.

“What, what are you doing? Ha!”

As he licked her v*g*n* between her wide-open legs, their eyes met. She initially thought it was a dream until she felt his hot breath on her p*ssy.

Her eyes fluttered slightly, accustomed to the darkness. She attempted to sit up straight. A tongue flicked between her labia, repeatedly licking her clit. She felt a shiver run down her spine.

“Don’t, ewww!”

She cried out as she struggled to free her legs, and he used his fingers to spread her flesh wide. Her v*g*n* tightened as the cool air touched it, and he let out a small sigh. 

“Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!”

He s*cked on her clit and then slurped something into her hole, causing her to tense her shoulders in surprise.

Her thigh muscles twitched as if they were failing. She felt her tongue inside her v*g*n*, licking the lining.

His head tilted back. As his tongue moved, it made a gurgling sound. She was desperate for her body to make such a vulgar sound. His tongue scraped insistently against the walls of her v*g*n*.

She gasped for breath and pushed his head away with trembling hands. It was too little, too late.

His eyebrows furrowed as he wondered what she was doing. She let out a ragged breath and shook her head. He pressed his lips closer to her v*g*n*as if he couldn’t resist.

He pressed his lips to her hole and s*cked on the sides as if to inhale, and she gasped. Her body went limp as she became disoriented and unable to move.

She doesn’t even know when her clothes are taken off. The gurgling sound grew louder and louder. The hands on her hips squeezed her br**sts in pain.

Her v*g*n* was continuously wet. The casualness of this dirty act brought tears to her eyes. She knew she would never become accustomed to it.

She was amazed at how easily his tongue explored a place she had never even touched with her hands.  

“Ha… ahhhh.”

He lifted his head and overlapped his upper body with hers. She slowly closed and opened her eyes, his image filling her pupils. His heated face was insanely sexy.

His black hair swayed as he bit and s*cked on her br**st. She wanted to touch it. She watches him as he gently bites her n*ppl*.

He looked up and stared at her face.  It felt as though her n*ppl* was about to be pulled out. She bit down hard on her lip in pain, and he soothed it by gently running his tongue over the torn n*ppl*.

He rubbed her pubic hair with his large palms. She shuddered at his lewd behavior. He kissed her shoulder after caressing her br**sts.

He buried his nose in the nape of her neck and took a deep breath. His breathing seemed to be louder. She stared wide-eyed as he urgently removed his pants.

He licked her entire body and then kissed her deeply, then slid his tongue into her mouth. She tasted something fishy, and she realized what it was, and tears welled up in her eyes.

She found it watered down in her mouth, and it tasted like her. He licked it up without a care in the world. The thought alone brought tears to her eyes.

“Now, wait. Wait.”

Something touched her v*g*n*. Her eyes widened. She looked down and saw his c*ck, which had been there for who knew how long. He swallowed nervously.

She felt like someone was choking her. She wanted to tell him to stop, but the words were stuck in her throat. She was gagging while he rubbed his p*n*s up and down her v*g*n*.

She grabbed his forearms tightly. He looked down at her as she spoke in a shaky voice.

“Use condom…….”

She mentions condoms because that’s how she got away with it last time. but he didn’t react. She gently pushed her glans against the h*le, but it did not immediately fit.

She felt that if she moved even a little, he would come in.   

He asked, “A condom?” using his eyes instead of words.

He twitches the corner of his mouth and whispers lazily in her ear.  

I don’t need one. I’ll take it outside. She was about to ask for clarification but decided against it. His hot c*ck rubs every inch of her labia, then pushes into her h*le.

As time passed, she heard a sound like a hand hitting shallow water from her genital area. Feeling embarrassed for nibbling on the back of his ear, he continued to thrust forward with his hips.

He closed his eyes tightly when he realized she was going to sleep again. 

“Ha-yeon-woo? Ha-yeon-woo. Wake up.”

She pretended to be asleep and relaxed her body, breathing evenly. She could feel the piercing stares on her face, but she continued to pretend to be asleep.

He refrained from touching a sleeping person. She bit her cheek to make sure she wasn’t making a mistake. He breathed on her face as if checking if she was asleep.

She felt him so close that her heart jumped frantically, as if she might catch him. He then slid off her body with a deep sigh, while she pulled the blanket over him.

She’s worried that he hasn’t noticed she’s not sleeping, but then she hears a thumping sound next to her. She wonders what it is, but she doesn’t open her eyes.

The steady sound gets faster and faster, and then a grunt comes from his mouth, and the clicking stops. He lets out another sigh and pulls the sheet up to his neck.

She opened her eyes when she heard the door close. Finally, she could breathe easily.

She sat on the bed and ran her hands through her hair. When he touched her n*ppl*s, which had become erect after a long period of intense biting and s*cking, she almost screamed.

He couldn’t bring her legs together around his body, feeling his desires increasing. Hana had often teased her for being too naive about the subject of married women, but she wondered if she was too ignorant.

She felt bitter. She couldn’t sleep. She lay in bed and stared at the ceiling. She wondered why his voice sounded so erotic when he said he could have s*x without a condom.

She rolled onto her side and crouched down. Her thighs rubbed together, and her p*ssy rubbed against them. She was surprised by the feeling in her v*g*n*. She felt a twitch in her v*g*n*a.

She touched her v*g*n* and then pulled her hand away in anger.

‘What am I doing?’

Her face paled with guilt at the mere thought of touching it, a place she had never dared to touch except when washing, fearing she might catch something from him, the pervert.

* * *

He entered the room at dawn and began biting, s*cking, and devouring her body. She couldn’t believe this was the same person he knew. 

She promised to start locking the door in her room.

“Do I have a little something on my face?”

“What?”

“Is there something on my face?” Why are you staring at me?”

‘Does she not know why I’m staring at her?’He lowers his eyes, not wanting to talk, but a yawn escapes him.

“Are you tired?”

He had trouble sleeping due to his constant erection, which caused him to sit up several times to adjust his position. He blamed himself for staying up late and waking up early because of his desire to have s*x with her.

Yeon-woo wondered why he kept waking her when she said she didn’t want to eat.

Whenever she saw him for two years, he would turn his face away as if she were nothing.

“Eat everything; no leftovers,” he instructed abruptly.

Confused, she asked, “What’s wrong with you?’ Are you sick?”

She was confused by his sudden change of behavior and ran her hand through her hair.

“You’re too skinny; you need to gain some weight,” he insisted.

Perplexed, she sighed. She wondered why this was suddenly happening to him. She had always been skinny.

He said, “I always found you skinny, but from now on we’ll eat breakfast together.”

She felt a knot in her throat. She told him coldly, “I’ll take care of myself, so don’t bother.”

His expression hardened. His dark eyes remained on her hand, holding the spoon.

“Why aren’t you wearing a ring?” he questioned abruptly.

Confused, she stared at him. “A ring?”

“A wedding ring,” he clarified.

She would not wear a ring if she wanted to keep her marriage a secret.

“Because no one knows I’m married,” she replied.

“But you should wear it,” he insisted.

“Why should I?” she challenged.

“Tell them you have a boyfriend or that you’re married,” he insisted.

She looked at him, uncomfortable with his interference.

He demanded, “Wear it. Do you understand?”

“The ring is too big,” she said.

It was a formal contract marriage. Her mother-in-law and sister-in-law gave her a ring with a diamond the size of a raindrop. Although she knew they didn’t mean it, their faces suggested otherwise.

“If you wear it, you won’t get in trouble,” he said firmly, slamming his spoon on the table.

“Would you like me to buy you a new one?” he offered.

Feeling pressured, she reluctantly agreed.

He added, “Then transfer your room.”

She widened her eyes in disbelief.  “Do you want me to move to a new room?

“Yes. Move your room,” he instructed.

“Where? No, why?” she protested.

Her throat burned as she watched his lips, unsure of what to say. He lazily lifted a corner of his mouth.

“Why?” she asked, staring at his slight smile.

“A married couple should sleep in the same bed. You don’t need to ask why; it’s just how it should be,” he explained.

She was confused by his statement.

“Um, okay,” she replied hesitantly.

“I’ll take care of the rest,” he said, dismissing her protest. “I have to go to work. I’ll see you here tonight.”

He got up and left without waiting for a response. His touch stayed on her chest, causing her previously calm heart to race uncontrollably.

Feeling drowsy and disoriented, she bought a cheap ring from a nearby jewelry store at his insistence. She couldn’t shake the thought of changing rooms as she fidgeted with the ring on her finger, unsure of his intentions.

She walked absentmindedly until she saw someone she recognized in the distance. Then, she hurried to meet her with a sudden burst of energy.

“Hana!” she exclaimed as she approached.