Dazed
It was a sight so breathtaking and intoxicating that it made Hyun-seo’s throat tighten with an almost painful swallow. Tae-yeon’s lips parted slightly as she stared, her gaze heavy with desire. He moved on instinct, ripping his shirt off and flinging it aside in one swift motion.
“What… what are you doing right now?”
His head was still spinning, trying desperately to remember the words he had just uttered moments ago. Yet Hyun-seo moved forward with perfect, unhurried precision, reciting the terms of their agreement like a man reviewing a contract. “Good. I’m an expensive man. I’ll make sure you remember that.”
“Hehe… you’ll… see.”
He laughed low and wickedly, then buried his nose right against the soft, swollen swell of her breast. The sudden contact made her whole body jolt. Her breath hitched; her chest shrank inward while her ribs flared outward, pushing against him in helpless protest. “Does the employer get too tense?”
“That’s… because you…”
Her lips parted again, but before she could finish, her breast was pulled deep into his mouth. The full, firm globe was exactly as he had been told—round and heavy, the kind that promised milk. The tight peak brushed against his tongue and began to swell instantly. She wanted to feel him suck harder, wanted to feel him lose control. She had started this, after all. She could endure anything. Hyun-seo’s strong hand clamped around the soft flesh and he drew hard, sucking greedily.
“Ahn… aaah… hah.”
Tae-yeon cried out as he lifted her effortlessly. The mattress rolled beneath her when he tossed her down. The thin sheet slipped, baring her breasts completely. Only the small black panties remained, already damp against her skin. “Ah!”
She lay beneath him, staring up, cheeks flushed. Hyun-seo unbuckled his belt with quick, efficient fingers and climbed over her in nothing but his trousers. A hard, magnificent man. From beneath him, Tae-yeon’s breathing had grown shallow, almost ragged. Last night… why had she done that last night? Was it really jealousy?
She reached up and placed her hand on his broad shoulder, locking eyes. Her limbs were already loose, but her gaze had gone hazy too. A handsome man was already beautiful; add a little drunkenness and he became devastatingly attractive. She stroked his firm shoulder muscle and whispered, “Why… why did you do it yesterday?”
“Compensation.”
His voice was serious, but her eyes were swimming with alcohol. She barely registered his words. Still, the word “compensation” made her brows twitch. “Hmph. Compensation… I like that word. Okay, I’ll give it to you. Compensation. So if my boss feels upset and hurt because of me… you want to be compensated with your body?”
“Don’t you think that sounds fair, Min-daeryeo?”
Hyun-seo looked down at her with eyes heavy and dark with lust. Tae-yeon nodded dizzily, then tilted her head back when he pulled her nipple deeper into his mouth. The way he sucked was almost punishing. Her hips twisted, legs tangling in knots. “Hey, Min-daeryeo.”
“Y-yes, Director…”
Calling him “Director” felt strangely arousing. Had she always secretly harbored this weird, twisted fantasy? She kept replying vaguely while still calling him that. “Director.”
“That title doesn’t suit you at all. Especially not when I’m sucking on you like this.”
“Kk! You’re right. Calling you ‘Director’ while we’re having sex… it’s just as ridiculous as calling me ‘Min-daeryeo.’”
Tae-yeon grabbed a fistful of his hair and tugged hard. The sting of almost being pulled out didn’t stop Hyun-seo from obediently holding onto her hand. “Ah! Ah! Don’t let go?”
“Then… cut it off. Penalty clause… um. You give me money, and I cut you loose, right?”
It was just a contract anyway. A vertical relationship between employer and employee, yes, but not one where she had to keep quiet. She still had two years left in her job. Her mind, fogged like she was underwater, spun a logical argument to sway him. Her tongue grew thicker and thicker, eventually ignoring everything the owner said. “Daze. Stop provoking me.”
The word “daze” slipped out of Hyun-seo’s lips—something he rarely used. The situation where one person alone was trying to maintain manners was long past. Hyun-seo dragged his tongue along the curve of her neck, body pressing down harder. The skin against skin made a soft sound, yet Tae-yeon still fought back. “So what?”
“You know I can’t cut you, so you keep provoking me?”
“Hehe… maybe I will.”
She lifted one leg and stroked his thigh. Her toes trailed slowly from his thigh down to his calf. Hyun-seo swallowed hard. At the same time his tight abs twitched, and something hard and demanding began to swell beneath his pants. “You’re seriously provoking me. Min-daeryeo might not be able to sleep well tonight.”
“I can’t sleep alone anyway…”
He covered her lips. The provocation had been deliberate, but the moment their mouths touched, her soft body reacted on its own. He pressed firmly against the soft skin just below her waist. Their bodies pressed together through only the thin fabric of her panties and his trousers. His mouth moved from her jaw down her neck in a long, slow trail. Every time his teeth sank into the delicate flesh, her breath hitched. Her breasts rose and fell rapidly, followed by the sensual dip of her waist. Her panties were peeled away and sent flying to the floor. The moment his warm breath brushed the tightly bunched nerves below, she couldn’t help but let out a sharp gasp. He swept his long tongue across the swollen bundle of nerves, flicking lightly. Every time his slick tongue pulled away, the cool air made her chest tighten further. Her body arched. Hah… how much longer could he keep this up with just the tip of his tongue?
It was a maddening kind of stimulation. She wanted him to suck properly. She wanted him to lose control. Unable to hold back, her chest rose and fell. That was when he finally took both breasts in his hands and began to suck hard. The sharp, almost painful pleasure mixed with raw sensation sent her body into a frenzy. She had no idea when her panties disappeared. All she remembered was the moment her legs were spread wide, and his mouth finally settled right between them. The first moment of contact made the world go white. He licked long and slow, then sucked, then licked again. Each pass made her lower body contract violently. His fingers circled the entrance, and in a low voice he murmured, “It’s really stimulating. I want to see you beg for it.”
“How vulgar… ah… Director…”
“Even Min-daeryeo says that, so why should I hold back?”
Tae-yeon was a mess, yet to him she looked only beautiful. “Your drinking habits are terrible.”
He was drunk, yes, but she had never thought she would say such brazen things—saying she would spend the night here, that she would pay money, that she would do anything. And the sight of her completely naked, legs spread wide open, waiting so sensually… it was enough to make several men lose their minds. Had she ever seen a woman’s naked body so intensely? She didn’t know. Hyun-seo swallowed hard, staring at the glistening folds between her thighs before returning to her lips. The sight of her mouth open, eagerly waiting for his tongue, left him breathless. He could not believe it. She opened her lips and began to suck his tongue. Hyun-seo let out a small, satisfied sound. “You started it.”
He devoured her tongue, sucking every drop of saliva. Inside her mouth he hummed and moaned as if he could literally taste the vibrations. Of course he could. He had drawn a line. He had planned to raise only Yun-woo, treating her as the safe, loving mother of his brother’s child, and end all rumors about marriage and Yun-woo’s birth in one clean stroke. But he had never imagined he would feel this unsteady. Looking at her drunken body writhing beneath him, legs shaking, made his insides burn. The mere thought of pressing his full, aching desire deep into her soft body and moving until both of them shattered was enough to make breathing feel like too much. He kissed her with raw passion, licking her tongue and scraping her roof of her mouth. When he forced his tongue deeper, she drank the saliva greedily, throat working with a loud gulp. The messy, tangled kisses lit a fire in both their cores. “Director…”
Even her sleepy murmurs sounded sweet. But he didn’t want to hear her say anything else. He pushed his tongue deeper, scraped the roof of her mouth, and felt her make a choking, disgusted sound. The sound was so ridiculous that he pulled away laughing. The kiss had been intense enough that tears had gathered at the corners of her eyes—actually cute. She was always thinking too much. Because of all those thoughts, she prepared everything carefully. But this was her first night after drinking too much. This was something completely outside his plan. The more they kissed, the more her hips twisted, the more her suction on his tongue grew desperate. Finally he pulled away. He dragged his lips slowly down her neck and then across her breasts until she wrapped her legs tightly around his waist. He stroked the wet, sensitive skin with his palm, soothing her. Her eyes were deep pools of wetness, as if she were trying to swallow his soul whole.