To My Husband's Mistress - Chapter 0

CHAPTER 0

“How pitiful.”

He whispered to the woman sitting on his thigh with her legs spread.

“Your husband left you and went to another woman.”

His tone was sweet as if he was comforting her, but if you stripped away the mask, sharp pieces would be revealed. The woman’s wounded pupils were pierced by his words.

“Shh.”

He kissed her wet eyes, telling her not to look at him like that. It was a tender kiss, but the movements underneath were not at all gentle.

He grabbed her thighs with his large hands, as if he was going to split her with his erect member. With the weight already pushing into her, the woman was gasping.

“Ah…”

It was as heavy as holding a log with just her arm. The thickest part of his member scratched and penetrated her sensitive entrance, making her writhe. Each time, the small hole were pressed down and forcibly opened, then the sensation returned, making it unfamiliar.

Even if she wanted to escape and lifted her waist slightly, the recoil made it penetrate deeper. She couldn’t bear the pain of being stabbed in her weak spot without a break.

Breathing heavily and feeling like her heart was about to burst, the woman cried and cried.

“Haa… Please, slow down a bit…”

“You asked me to make you forget.”

Despite the woman’s desperate plea, the man didn’t even bat an eyelash. Instead, his handsome face was adorned with an eager expression.

The woman in front of him had a genius talent for stimulating his hidden cruelty. He playfully bit the thin arm that was hanging on him and thrust his lower body more violently.

“Don’t you remember? You begged me to help you.”

He teased the shallow part before plunging deeply. Then, the woman’s back, trapped in his embrace, bent like a bow.

The man wiped her elegant back with his fingertips and licked her lips. He had a sharp face like a beast tearing apart its prey.

With blood-red lips, he laughed wickedly and pushed the woman harder and harder.

“To make you forget everything.”

With a subtle voice, he repeated the in-and-out motion, causing the woman to tremble. Her body was so sensitive that even a little bite or suck would quickly make her feel aroused. Seeing the goosebumps on her pale skin, he felt a thrill.

He was confident that her small and pretty head was now filled with nothing but him. Her useless ex-husband was probably completely forgotten.

Feeling pleased with this fact, he felt unusually kind.

“Lie down and spread your legs.”

It would be more comfortable for her than shaking on top of him. He thought as he always did.

Anyway, this position was good for him to thrust as much as he wanted.

However, the woman, who had lost all her strength, just trembled, showing no sign of movement.

“Tsk.”

He gently laid the woman down on her back. He held her limp body and propped up her round buttocks.

As the thickest and firmest part pushed into her wet insides, the woman let out a small moan. Even if she changed her position, it wasn’t particularly comfortable.

It was because the man’s desire to torment her fundamentally remained the same.

“You’re wriggling. As if you’re welcoming me.”

The man who pushed all the way in whispered in her ear while biting it. His hot lips sucked on her neck, then bit her shoulder before kissing her back.

Was he really a beast in heat? Her skin burned all over from the biting and sucking he had been doing since earlier. It was obvious that she would be red and swollen like she had a disease tomorrow.

But the most burning place was undoubtedly between her legs.

“Ha! Ahh!”

He pounded her waist, making her body tremble violently. It was so intense that she could hardly breathe.

The woman cried as she turned her face buried in the sheet. She saw the man’s biceps on either side of her face.

It was thicker than her thighs and clearly showed his fierce masculinity with bulging veins. It was like an object that relentlessly dug into her insides.

It was difficult. His muscular body tightly squeezed her, restraining her from escaping. She could only feel the relentless thrusting back and forth in that state.

“Haat…!!”

Her swollen insides convulsed again as she reached her limit. A sensation close to a cramp swept through her lower abdomen, then flowed out through her soaking thighs.

“You’re shameless. You only care about your own pleasure.”

The man, who had been enjoying her writhing for a moment, suddenly stopped.

“You should be punished.”

With a dirty word and a slap on her buttocks, the woman flinched. The sound of their flesh colliding was loud, but it didn’t hurt much.

But it was humiliating.

“Ah!”

Her skin quickly turned red from the successive touches. Amidst the slight tingling pain, an inexplicable excitement rose.

This was unbelievable. Even though she tried to deny it, her body was honest. She thought she had exhausted herself all night, but the place between her legs was wet again.

The man couldn’t help but notice.

“You even like being punished. You’re a virulent woman.”

He spoke with an aristocratic accent, even his threatening tone was elegant enough to send shivers down her spine. He was literally dominating her night.

All her senses were focused on him, even the pulsing of her insides was vividly felt. Even though her hole was still spasming with small contractions, trying to push him out, he relentlessly pounded her with a fierce rhythm.

He was like a beautiful and noble beast. She felt like she was being devoured whole by him.

The intense pounding made her body feel like it was about to explode, and her breathing became erratic. She had no room for any other thoughts.

The painful memories of her stained past or the scars of rejection were long forgotten.

“Look at me.”

The man commanded her like a tyrant and turned her over. He sweetly smiled as he examined her tear and saliva soaked skin, her swollen and red lips, and even a few strands of hair stuck to them.

“You still have an expression that says it’s not enough.”

“N-No… Ah!”

The man, who had her legs over his shoulders, shamelessly opened the secret garden with both hands. The liquid that was still dripping and the swollen redness were clearly visible.

If people could die of embarrassment, she would have died right then and there. She could feel her face turning red even without looking at it.

The woman knew it was useless to resist, but she still tried her best to cover herself. However, with just one hand, the man had already grabbed both of her wrists.

“Stay still. If you don’t want to be tied up.”

It was as good as being tied up already. The man immediately started to torment her without giving her any time to protest.

Her body was almost folded in half, and she could see the vicious object penetrating her. She couldn’t believe that something like that could invade her repeatedly and still be intact.

As she looked at him with trembling eyes, the surprising thing was that the wriggling became even more intense. He pulled it out halfway, as if to show it off, and smiled with the corner of his lips.

“You have a talent for arousing men.”

This was an outrageous accusation. The man reached out his hand and touched the swollen, bright red fruit above the entrance.

As a result, a delicate moan escaped her lips.

The movement of going deep inside and stirring up the inside before coming out was still as vicious as ever. However, the touch that brushed against the climax was so gentle that it gave her goosebumps.

She didn’t know what to do with the stimulation coming from both sides. Even though she felt like her head was going to explode and wanted to run away crying, the movement of her hips only made him more pleased.

“That’s right. Satisfy me.”

He laughed deeply as he looked into her teary eyes. He grabbed her hair and kissed her, but her small tongue pushed him away.

It seemed like he wanted to forcefully wrap and explore her with his tongue until it went numb. However, instead, he let go of her wrists and stroked the woman’s neck and shoulders.

She was a woman starving for affection. She acted tough, but there was a precariousness about her that was about to break. That vulnerability caught his eye.

If he could, he wanted to break her with his own hands. However, the touch that caressed the woman was gentle, like how one would treat a newborn kitten.

Feeling this, the woman closed her eyes tightly. She didn’t know what he was thinking, but her body was honest.

As her resistance suddenly subsided, the man laughed silently.

Just because you’re caught by this little bit of affection, you can’t resist me.

The man, who had everything and was bored, was ironically drawn to the woman who had lost everything.

He didn’t know what this interest or possessiveness meant, but one thing was clear.

He really liked doing this.

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