Si-yoon raised his hand and wrapped his thumb around Mi-joo’s neck, then gently brushed her cheek with his thumb. Mi-joo flinched and opened her eyes.
“Why, why?”
“Why are you so tense?”
Si-yoon chuckled, but Mi-joo remained cold.
“The signal will change soon. Look ahead.”
However, Si-yoon continued to feel Mi-joo’s cheek and neck with his fingers, even tucking her hair behind her ear. He ignored the agreement between them to stop such actions.
Mi-joo thought it was difficult to push Si-yoon away as much as her thoughts and decisions, and the only thing that could push away this hand was the blue traffic light.
She stared through the traffic light in front of her. Why was the yellow light so long?
“I changed the signal.”
As soon as Mi-joo spoke, the cars next to them started moving. Si-yoon lowered his hand, held Mi-joo’s hand, and started driving with a ring on his finger.
“No, why the hand.”
Acting nonchalant, Mi-joo’s full attention and senses were in her hand. Si-yoon’s gentle touch, using his thumb to smoothly stroke her palm while wearing a ring, only made it hotter.
‘I’ve never had my palm touched like this before.’
Mi-joo clenched her hand in response to the sensation that her palm was tickling meticulously and becoming electrifying. As if responding to Si-yoon’s movements.
Si-yoon’s tightly closed lips lifted slightly, and a small smile flashed. However, he couldn’t say anything to stop it. Admitting that the fingers are provocative.
Si-yoon pulled the held hand, placing it on his thigh, and continued driving.
Watching Si-yoon swim, Mi-joo had glimpsed his thigh, but now that she felt his thigh above her palm, she felt goosebumps on her forearm.
A wide, long quadriceps and the tension of the thigh muscles. And the warm body temperature transmitted through the palm.
Every time he stepped on the accelerator, Mi-joo felt like her thigh muscles were twitching, as if she would turn into ice.
After a while, as Si-yoon extended his arm towards her, Mi-joo’s shoulder and body began to tilt towards Si-yoon.
“Is it uncomfortable?”
“What? No, no.”
Now it would be okay to let go of the hand, but Si-yoon still didn’t think so. He lifted the held hand and placed it on Mi-joo’s side.
And Mi-joo’s thigh, so that her palm was placed on his thigh.
Just as Mi-joo felt Si-yoon with her palm a while ago, she thought Si-yoon would feel her too, so she couldn’t move at all.
Unable to speak, unable to move. To Si-yoon, it was just holding hands, but it felt like her whole body was captivated by it.
‘Shaking like this, One.’
With a single touch, Mi-joo melted, realizing in front of Si-yoon that she was an inevitable weakling in maintaining an equal contractual relationship with him.
In this way, the two were heading home quietly and swiftly.
Si-yoon, who had parked, opened the passenger seat door and reached out to Mi-joo. After hesitating for a moment, Mi-joo lightly grabbed Si-yoon’s fingertips and got out.
In an instant, Si-yoon grabbed Mi-joo’s hand, pulling her and hugging her tightly. Mi-joo was trapped between Si-yoon and the car, unable to move.
“Haa.”
Si-yoon’s hot sigh, which he had been holding back, settled on Mi-joo’s neck. Mi-joo could feel Si-yoon’s thick chest rising and falling with long breaths.
With his face buried in Mi-joo’s neck, Si-yoon whispered.
“I’m sorry. For making you upset.”
With just one word of apology, Mi-joo’s heart melted. What was the significance of such a word?
“I wanted to come early, but I had a lot of work.”
Although he whispered softly, Si-yoon’s voice and breath conveyed sincerity.
Here, Mi-joo also felt like pouring out her emotions, but she tried to respond calmly.
“Did Grandpa pass away well?”
Si-yoon raised his head to look at Mi-joo.
“He passed away well. Weren’t you worried about me?”
“Tch, Si-yoon, it’s not like you’re mourning.”
“I’ll take care of worrying about Grandpa, so just worry about me, Choi Mi-joo.”
Well, it’s not someone else’s grandfather, but he’s worrying about my grandfather. Why is he so confidently asking me to focus on him alone? Mi-joo couldn’t help but laugh at Si-yoon’s unabashed greed.
But Si-yoon’s gaze was serious. The red warning light went off in Mi-joo’s mind. However, in this restrained state, she couldn’t speak or move.
“I’ve been waiting for this moment.”
In an instant, Si-yoon wrapped Mi-joo’s waist and pulled her back with force. Mi-joo’s powerless body collided with Si-yoon’s firm body.
As she felt the gentle curve of Mi-joo, Si-yoon lowered his head and covered Mi-joo’s lips.
Mi-joo’s reason is telling her to escape, but her sensitivity to Si-yoon’s stimulation has already responded.
Sharp and penetrating, Si-yoon’s lips filled Mi-joo’s mouth, stimulating her delicate flesh.
Si-yoon wanted to remember every moment slowly, but he couldn’t be as leisurely as he thought. He wanted to see, hold, and feel Mi-joo for a week.
“I’ve waited for a few days.”
Although Mi-joo was taken aback by Si-yoon’s surprise attack, the stimulation and attraction he gave were pleasant.
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