Chapter warning: this chapter contains scenes of sexual content. Please be warned before proceeding.
As soon as Song Tae-eun entered the café, Ji Hyun-ho grabbed her and pulled her into the break room.
“Hey, why, why?”
He tightly grasped her hand, locked the break room door, and began to kiss her desperately.
“Um, Hyun—hmm!”
The gentle kisses that had soothed her until late last night were nowhere to be found. In just a few hours, his demeanor had changed drastically; his mouth opened wide as if he were looking to engulf her lower jaw.
She was gradually pushed back by his rough kisses until her calves hit the armrest of the sofa, and then he laid her down on it.
“Ah!”
She closed her eyes tightly in anticipation of the sudden impact, but fortunately, he was holding the back of her head, so she wasn’t hurt. However, the problem was that he climbed on top of her as if he were about to crush her, his intensity almost devouring.
His tongue reached deep as if it could touch her throat. She couldn’t understand why this sudden spark had ignited. All she could do was breathe weakly through her nose, unable to move her tongue properly.
Hyun-ho’s large hand slipped inside her coat, brushing up her side. She took a sharp breath at his bold touch.
The man ravaging her mouth bit down on the inside of her lip as if chewing on her cheek. Her pale skin quickly turned red.
“Hmm…”
Tae-eun shuddered as if she was being devoured. He moved to her ear, probing the inside with his tongue. The fact that this was a break room and that it was only nine in the morning seemed very far away. Instead, a moist, lascivious sensation enveloped her.
Meanwhile, his hand lifted her top and went inside to knead her breast through her bra. She shivered at his blatant touch.
“Stop, ah, enough…”
“Don’t you wear a bra to sleep?”
He asked in a low voice, his tongue sharp as he traced her jawline. She was startled by his hand burrowing into her bra and missed the question.
“I could see everything through the gaps in your pajama buttons. I thought I was going to die holding back.”
Her face flushed a deep red. His hands and mouth were equally unabashed. He greedily massaged her soft flesh, leaving bite marks along her neckline.
“Feels so real when I touch you…”
Hyun-ho lifted her clothes and bra, buried his face in her crumpled breast, and took a deep breath. Moist breath escaped from his slightly parted lips, repeating several times.
Although the break room was heated, her nipples were stiff with tension, tinged with red. He pinched her nipple between his fingers and waited for her to release the breath she had been holding.
“Are we doing it here?”
Tae-eun asked, panting. He lifted his face from between her pale flesh and locked eyes with her.
“Yeah.”
“We have to open the café. We couldn’t even open yesterday.”
“Who cares, there are no customers anyway.”
She was at a loss for words, just blinking her lips. He smiled contentedly and bent his head down again. His slick tongue enveloped her nipple.
“Let’s go upstairs then.”
The break room was also used by Oh Min-woo. With the thought that they couldn’t do this here, she tapped his shoulder. He grinned as he nibbled on her nipple.
“But you’re not saying to stop.”
“No, I mean─”
“I don’t want to. Let’s do it here.”
Hyun-ho suddenly sat up, placing her on his thighs. He quickly removed her underwear and greedily sucked on her nipples, holding her breasts in his hands.
Her anxious gaze drifted towards the break room door. Even though it was locked, it still didn’t feel entirely safe. As she bit her lips trying to suppress a moan, her eyes met his, which were fiercely intense.
He boldly showed off how he flicked and twirled his tongue around her nipple, pulling at it rapidly. Her lips, which had been tightly pressed together, slowly parted. His tongue moved up to tangle with hers.
As their steamy breaths built up in the room, their appearance grew more disheveled. Her neat hairstyle became tousled, and despite the dry heat from the heater, the saliva on her skin didn’t dry.
Hyun-ho stood up, leaving her sitting on the sofa, and began to undress himself. His uniform, a white shirt, crumpled and fell to the floor. His muscular body, perfectly filled out under his broad shoulders, was now exposed.
Tae-eun unwittingly moistened her lips as she admired his body. He relaxed his expression and pulled down the zipper of his jeans. Her gaze followed.
“Take a good look.”
He threw off his pants and underwear, ostentatiously stroking his thick member with one hand. The size, filling his large hand, made her retreat back in fear.
“Getting a closer look will make us more familiar. Come closer.”
He then actually moved close enough for his shins to touch the sofa. The tip of his cock, dripping with precum, was right in front of her face. Her mouth fell open.
Imagining thrusting the blunt head into her mouth, he brushed her hair behind her ears. His gentle touch contrasted sharply with his engorged cock, which throbbed threateningly close to her nose.
“Take off your pants too, Noona.”
While still fixated on his hefty member, she slightly lifted her hips to slide off her pants. Her courage to go this far was purely thanks to the man standing boldly naked before her.
Hyun-ho knelt on the floor and spread her legs wide. She quickly tried to cover herself, but his hands were faster. As he spread his fingers wide and fondled her, the wet fabric touched her.
“Ah…”
“Being shy about this isn’t necessary.”
He pushed the underwear aside and extended his tongue, licking her pussy with enthusiasm.
“It’s something to enjoy.”
So don’t hide. The words he whispered made her shiver. He pulled off the rest of her underwear and buried his face deeper. His fingers joined in.
Tae-eun felt her body heat up a bit faster than the first time they had sex. She was still frightened by the movement of his fingers inside her, but a warm heat was rising from their tips.
“Ah…”
The man carefully watched her reaction as he sucked vigorously on her swollen clitoris. Suppressing the urge to thrust into her immediately, he carefully increased the number of fingers.
“Ah, ah…”
Her breaths quickened, and the flow of her fluids over his hand increased. The contractions around his fingers inside her were palpable. Her toes, still in socks, pointed rigidly.
“Ah, ah, ah…”
She reached her climax sooner than expected. He continued moving his wrist, determined to make this a pleasurable time for her, whatever the day might bring.
Hyun-ho, feeling her relax under him, laid her lengthwise on the sofa and climbed on top. As he lifted one of her legs, her face flushed with tension.
“It’ll hurt less today. Really.”
He held his cock with one hand, rubbing it against her slick pussy. He noticed her taking deep breaths, trying to relax.
“Hold my head.”
“Huh?”
He guided her hands to his blonde hair and made her grasp it.
“If it hurts, just pull. Even if you pull all my hair out, it’s okay.”
Her lips twitched uncertainly. With an expression that couldn’t decide between laughter and tears, she nodded her head. When he pressed his lips against hers, scented with her smell, she willingly opened her mouth.
The thick tip entered slowly. She furrowed her brow but didn’t tighten her grip on his hair. Instead, she focused deeply on the intense kiss.
“Phew…”
Hyun-ho exhaled deeply, inserting very slowly. Sweat trickled down his temples. His muscles were tensed.
Halfway through, he gently rocked his hips. Up to this point, Tae-eun hadn’t yanked his hair. Gaining a bit more confidence, he wrapped her arms around his neck and spread her thighs wider.
“Ah…”
He let out a cool breath, not forgetting his composure. She twitched but handled it quite easily. As the chill air turned hot repeatedly, the heavy tip eventually settled into the deepest spot.
“Does it hurt?”
“No.”
“My point exactly, huh?”
The corners of his mouth curled up handsomely. He kissed her again, gradually thrusting his hips more forcefully. She could feel layers of excitement building up within her fluctuating body temperature.
“Uh…”
It wasn’t just painful this time. Instead, a thirst parched her throat. She bit his tongue and drew hard on it, pulling his saliva into her throat.
Noticing her different reaction, Hyun-ho thrust with such force that his buttocks could have dented. At the sound of a thud, she moaned.
“Ah!”
Her sound was quickly swallowed by his mouth. At that moment, footsteps entered the café.
“Hyun-ho.”
Tae-eun’s eyes widened at the voice calling for him outside. Her back stiffened. But the man continued, focusing intensely as he probed deeper inside her. The moaning ceased, but the sound of wet flesh slapping echoed in the break room.
“Hyun-ho.”
His name was called again. The voice belonged to his father, Ji Yong-jae.
Frozen, she couldn’t push him away. The footsteps around the café were getting closer.
“Is he upstairs?”
The stairway to the second floor was located between the storeroom and the break room.
Ji Hyun-ho’s movements gradually slowed. He stopped kissing her and placed a finger to his lips.
“Shh.”
He winked and moved his hips broadly. She quickly clamped her hands over her mouth.
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T/N: we’re being bold now! quite literally.
