The Season I Loved You Without You - Chapter 26 - R19

CHAPTER 26

Sharing a glass of wine, Go-yeo watched a movie that she still doesn’t understand the content of. So, she came up with something meaningless. Now she tries to fill the emptiness with something meaningless.

“What was that thing you were about to say at the club back then?”

‘I didn’t know there was such a place in the club. I came here last time, but it feels like a different world. I’ve learned a lot of new things working with the boss. The world I knew was narrow. And…’

Go-yeo watched Ga-eul think for a moment.

“Ah. It’s a cliché answer, but I was going to say it feels good to learn something new.” 

Though he realized the longing for a world that seemed out of reach and the high walls, it was somehow good. The fact that he was sitting next to her overwhelmed everything.

“You seem to like poetry.”

Ga-eul said, looking at the poetry book on the table. Even at the boutique, the boss was looking at a poetry book.

“A little?”

Go-yeo nodded her head gently in response.

Watching the side profile of Go-yeo, who was focused on the movie again, somehow felt like she would answer whatever question he asked now.

“Why do you like it?”

Go-yeo blinked her eyes slowly at Ga-eul’s question.

“Well, there isn’t a particular reason.”

The conversation didn’t continue. Ga-eul thought it was his misconception and awkwardly closed his mouth for no reason. Only now did Ga-eul look at the screen. The movie was a melancholic French romance, even from the middle. The lovers on the screen started to quarrel passionately. It showed the weight of love as the hearts of different lovers cooled.

“…….”

Go-yeo remembered her mom who liked poetry. She always kept poetry books close and often read them aloud. And sometimes, she liked it when Go-yeo wrote poems and gave them to her Dad, even though she felt embarrassed.

“My mom loved poetry.”

Ga-eul seemed a little surprised at Go-yeo’s sudden answer and sighed softly. He didn’t quite understand the answer. Did it mean her mom doesn’t like poetry anymore now that it’s in the past?

Go-yeo responded casually.

“Oh, I thought you knew. My mom now is my stepmother.” 

She said as if it were common knowledge since everyone around knew, thinking there was no point in keeping it a secret. Moreover, it’s something other people could easily find out by browsing the internet. So, there was nothing to hide.

“I didn’t know.”

“It’s possible. Don’t bother making an apologetic expression for nothing.”

She planned to have one last sip and not drink anymore. The movie was entering the latter part. Misunderstandings arise, and hearts gradually cool toward each other with no intention to resolve it, reaching the end of the lovers’ relationship.

As she watched this scene, a memory came to her mind like a ghost. Ji-hyuk, who attended Yale University in Connecticut, drove about 2 hours on weekdays to come to Manhattan. It was a rainy evening.

‘This movie’s content is boring. Let’s have s*x.’

Ji-hyuk said this to her after watching a movie. Ji-hyuk couldn’t stand delving into deep emotions. His demeanor was firm. He enjoyed watching thrillers or superhero movies. It wasn’t Go-yeo’s preference, but accommodating movie preferences was nothing. But that particular day, he wanted to watch the movie, which was perfect for the rain.

‘Why? It’s interesting.’

Ji-hyuk laughed and kissed her for lying. They explored each other’s bodies with the movie as background music. If they had just watched the movie then, she wouldn’t be watching a movie now and thinking about the s*x they’d had that day. In this way, Moon Ji-hyuk existed everywhere. Ultimately, Go-yeo drank all the glasses to relieve unnecessary emotions.

“Hmm….”

Ga-eul looked at Go-yeo, who sighed suddenly. He looked at her, suddenly looking exhausted.

Especially today, it must have been tough for her. Ga-eul gently wrapped his hand around Go-yeo’s hand holding the glass again. He gathered the courage to hand over a word in front of her. Go-yeo and Ga-eul’s eyes met slowly. His heart skipped a beat.

He decided to discard the lingering regrets that he had hidden from everyone. An absurd desire dominated him, wishing that what he saw in her eyes was himself, not him. The emotions he had hastily concealed began to grow gradually, making him reckless.

He instinctively realized that now was his chance. It was an animalistic sense of keenly grasping the other’s weakness. He dug into her hand and squeezed her knuckles. He kissed her soft palm, looking into her eyes. Go-yeo tensed her hand and avoided eye contact. Even with some expression indicating she wouldn’t allow it anymore, Ga-eul didn’t retreat.

Pulling her hand, he leaned in closer, cautiously cupping her chin to make her look at him. Her eyes trembled slightly. That was enough. He persistently delved into the slightest opportunity. He traced her red lips lightly. Then, closing his eyes, he kissed her lightly and gently, as if seeking permission.

The tightly closed lips parted, and she explored Go-yeo’s tender mouth with his own, breathing in the warm breath, mingling with saliva. The dizzying sensation became overly familiar in an instant. Here, near the dining table, for the first time. And that day, exchanging kisses endlessly in unfamiliar places until dawn.

The sound of saliva mixing, the intoxicating sound of their breaths, was as sensual as the moments in their relationship. Her lips parted briefly. The mere fact of her presence in his gaze itself was comforting.

As he flicked her lips, he inserted his finger into where the hot breath was expelled. A narrow and humid place. He also knew that Go-yeo’s inside was like this. The strange satisfaction felt when penetrating. The soft touch of her tongue wrapping around his finger was so good that it made his whole body tingle.

“Use me.”

Please, please do that.

Go-yeo lightly nibbled on Ga-eul’s finger. His finger was moistened with Go-yeo’s saliva. Go-yeo approached Ga-eul and licked his trembling lips. Then she pulled him closer and lay down on the sofa together. She wrapped her arms around his neck, entwining her tongue with his and swallowing his lips. It felt good as his breath was disturbed by kisses.

A feeling of asserting existence. She pressed her being into Ga-eul’s senses, just as Moon Ji-hyuk was doing to her. It was like a small thorn embedded in her fingertips, irritating her nerves but not easy to pull out. If it was forced, it could break, causing considerable trouble.

There would be times when she would think of other men. If it was Yoon Ga-eul, she felt okay about it.

Yoon Ga-eul, who had good learning abilities, could skillfully recall what he had learned, even though he was inexperienced. His cautious touch exploring between her thighs made her lower abdomen tickle. The buttons on the front of her dress kept being misplaced by his touch, so she undid them herself and took off her clothes. She unbuttoned his shirt and wrapped her legs around his waist, pressing her body against his.

Kissing him again, his lips slowly descended to her collarbone. She felt his gaze probing her chest, hidden by white lace. He brought his hands behind her back and undid her bra himself. The white and tender mounds spilled out. He kissed around the rosy peaks. Then, unable to resist, he lightly nibbled. His hand that had gone down stroked over her underwear and invaded inside.

Unlike him, her flesh was soft and yielding. He inserted his fingers, parting the split, as she had shown him. When he touched her weak spot, hot breaths and moans flowed out. His fingers were excited by her reactions.

“Ah….”

It felt like his consciousness would fade away just from licking and sucking her br*asts. He descended, leaving a red mark, and pulled down the panties hanging on her hips. The exposed flesh between her spread thighs was so provocative that he wanted to close his eyes tightly. When he descended his lips there, he shuddered. More hot and intimate than her lips, his body trembled.

As he grabbed her slender thighs and delved deeper with his mouth, she tightly gripped his hair. His head tilted up, and his lips were tinged with her scent. Ga-eul extended his tongue to lick them. Go-yeo frowned.

He took off his pants and took out his own, putting on a condom. He teased her slippery entrance and pushed it in. Her still narrow entrance pushed out his thing. It was a dense atmosphere, but he knew he was inexperienced. Kissing her again, he held her and pushed in again.

The feeling of her flesh tightening around him. A thrill that struck his entire body. Slowly moving his hips, he looked at her between his arms. Her panting breaths, delicate moans, and flushed cheeks were all perfectly harmonized, he thought.

Go-yeo’s urgency to embrace Ga-eul intensified, like a beast eager to reach its cl*max. The sound of flesh slapping filled the living room. Go-yeo felt shivers running down her spine as Ga-eul’s thrusts became more forceful. Her whole body trembled in response to Ga-eul’s movements, almost to the point of blurring her vision. The sensation was electrifying, enveloping her entire being in pl*asure.

Their intimacy continued from the living room to the second-floor bedroom multiple times. As the intoxicating scent thickened, their intrusion became faster and more intense. They gasped and moaned as their bodies became damp with sweat, exchanging themselves entirely. The overwhelming sensation of stimulation and the profound pl*asure that made them tremble made them forget everything else.

S*x with Ga-eul took away her insomnia. The night hours were always Ji-hyuk’s, and her chronic insomnia was due to that. Go-yeo saw Ga-eul in the hazy consciousness.