Hye-yoon trembled unconsciously. Everything sensed through the senses was not the usual Jiho. No, he seemed like a man she had never seen before. The moment his hand grasped her chin, doubt could only turn into certainty.
It was the first time she felt power from him, handling her. Due to the tightly held chin, her lips involuntarily parted. She couldn’t even properly exhale her surprised breath. It was because of the possessiveness of the man who didn’t want even the small breath to be taken away. Jiho forcefully pressed his lips onto her.
“Umm…”
Jiho didn’t retreat at all. The more he sucked, the more thirsty he became. The overwhelming, stirring movement made a sticky, sensual sound.
The tenderly brushing skin felt as hot as if it would melt. Gradually, his touch was intoxicated by the graceful curves drawn by her slender body.
As they approached the bedroom, the intensity of every action became faster and deeper. Hye-yoon, who let out wet moans, twisted her body. The breath became erratic and the body heated up to the point where the small body couldn’t bear it.
“Now, wait. Please. Haah…”
When the bedroom door touched her back, Hye-yoon pushed Jiho away with all her strength. With panting breaths, her excited, trembling eyes looked up at him. Even as she soaked in the thrill that only the man in front of her could give, another emotion was rapidly growing.
Jiho raised his hand to her flushed cheek, looking into those bewitching eyes. As soon as his fingertips touched, her trembling shoulders. The eyelashes that had been trembling like shivering gradually became denser with moisture.
“…Are you scared?”
It was a voice dominated at 1 a.m. In the black-burning pupils, there was no Jiho. She, who had moaned softly, nodded her head as if trembling in fear.
Scared. Very surprised.
For a moment, Jiho’s gaze wavered with her powerful gesture. The familiar light was gradually returning to his eyes. While Hyeyoon spat out moist breaths, she continued to look at Jiho. His hand that had descended along her cheek embraced her.
A rapid and strong sound was heard near Jiho’s chest. Thump. Thump. Thump. Just as clearly as the sound of the heartbeat, you could feel how much heat this man was holding now with his tightly pressed body.
Swoosh [Dash] Swoosh [Dash]
And the hand that stroked my head. Even with that touch alone, it was possible to know. This was the Jiho she originally knew. His effort to calm down the excitement by brushing over his head had long settled.
“Hoo…”
Repeatedly inhaling the hot breath deeply. The loud sound of the strong heartbeat ringing in the ears could no longer tell whose it was. And as much as the voice was familiar, it melted her heart.
“If you’re scared, you shouldn’t be.”
This voice was also the Jiho she originally knew. Only then could she understand. Now Jiho’s reason was struggling to suppress instinct. Even in the moment completely engulfed by instinct, the man who somehow grasped reason with her small gesture of fear.
His caressing hand hesitated on her chin. It seemed like two conflicting emotions were still struggling within him. So, Hye-yoon gently pushed Jiho’s chest. He was now someone who would retreat even with a force as gentle as flower petals floating on the water.
The unsteady breaths had not subsided for her either. It was as expected when she looked into Jiho’s eyes. Within the deep pupils, two intense waves were colliding and shattering. His efforts to somehow overcome the surging instinct were touching.
Therefore, she moved instinctively as well. Hye-yoon’s hands cupped Jiho’s cheeks. Then, Jiho’s eyes widened in an instant. Following the gentle guidance of the delicate touch, he lowered his head.
The two lips touched, gently opening the door. Jiho simply accepted every slow, moist intertwining movement. Hye-yoon’s kiss felt like melting chocolate, warm and sweet to the point of feeling like a dream.
The lips slowly parting were almost regretful.
“Haah…”
Jiho exhaled a damp breath, licking his lips with his tongue. Whether it was an action to console himself or not, it was definitely a mistake. His chest ached. It wasn’t soothing but rather provoking.
The desire to make this woman difficult all night, to mess things up, quickly stirred him. It was dangerous. He should have retreated while he still had some remaining sanity. Before really pushing her to the brink.
So, she still tried to remove the two hands that were still embracing her face.
For a moment, a faint smile passed over Hye-yoon’s face. Along with the dizzying words, like a kiss.
“…I’m not scared now.”
At the same time, one of her hands fell away.
Tick [Dash]
That hand soon opened the bedroom door. Lips once again intertwined, slowly, gently, sweetly, imitating the recent kiss, but it was impossible to imitate even for a second when the two bodies overlapped on the bed. The speed at which instincts wriggled back to life was too fast to control even for himself.
Why She Is Still Unmoved (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: He uses various methods to seek her affection, but she remains unmoved.
Synopsis:
Si Qingyu is a doctor who has saved countless lives and enjoys tranquility.
Luo Shaoxuan is ruthless, deeply scheming, and the top young master in the capital. He admires Si Qingyu.
Luo Shaoxuan: I want to be the only one in your eyes and heart.
Features a cold and calm female lead vs A noble and scheming male lead.
There will be both sweetness and torture towards the male after their marriage.
