Chapter 21

[Warning : NSFW]

Da Hee scanned the exterior of the architecturally striking building. It stood in a bizarre form, almost like a giant gray box, noticeably prominent among the ordinary buildings surrounding it.

"Come in."

Woo Hyun unlocked the office door. Da Hee followed him inside. He led her to the second floor, explaining that the office was on the second floor and his private bedroom on the third.

"There's coffee here."

Woo Hyun said, pointing to a makeshift cabinet set up in a corner of the office. A coffee pot, drip coffee, and instant coffee were neatly arranged.

"You had all this, and you still came to our café?"

Da Hee asked, puzzled.

"What I needed was relaxation along with coffee."

"Ah."

Da Hee nodded, as if understanding what he meant.

"What coffee do you want to drink?"

"I'll have instant coffee. I usually drink a lot of Americano, but today instant sounds good. Can I look around the office?"

"Go ahead."

With Woo Hyun's permission, Da Hee looked around the office. A massive bookshelf was filled with books, mostly related to finance and accounting. The opposite shelf was packed with binders. Da Hee secretly admired how they were organized by color, noting she had no experience with such detailed work.

As Da Hee's gaze swept around, it landed on Woo Hyun's desk. Spotting the cactus she had given him, Da Hee quietly murmured to herself, 'It's safe.' Her eyes, usually indifferent when looking at people, sparkled when they focused on the cactus.

'Am I less important than a cactus?'

Woo Hyun mumbled to himself while watching her.

"What?"

Da Hee asked, having overheard him.

"Nothing."

Woo Hyun handed Da Hee the instant coffee. As they sat across from each other on the sofa, sipping their coffee, a profound silence enveloped them. It was a silence so deep that had it not been for the occasional tap of the wind against the window, one might have thought they'd gone deaf. Da Hee lowered her eyes, feeling the warmth of the coffee cup in her hands. It was the first time she had ever felt such peace in someone else's office.

"Was dinner okay?"

Da Hee asked Woo Hyun comfortably.

"It was fine."

Da Hee nodded at Woo Hyun's reply, then suddenly looked up as if something had occurred to her.

"Didn't you say you don't like Italian food?"

The words spoken by the 'luxury woman' flashed through her mind.

"Ah. I eat it now."

In truth, Woo Hyun still found rich, greasy food difficult to eat. However, he was satisfied seeing Da Hee enjoy her meal at the restaurant.

"That's a relief."

Da Hee said, nodding as she lowered her gaze.

"I want to."

Just then, Woo Hyun's voice suddenly broke the silence.

"Kiss."

Woo Hyun's voice was concise, unlike the content of his words. Da Hee slowly lifted her head. He was practically sunken into the sofa, propping his head with his hand. His posture was askew, but his gaze was directed straight at Da Hee.

"You're very direct."

Da Hee replied with a small chuckle after a moment.

"Because Da Hee likes it when I speak directly."

Da Hee couldn't refute Woo Hyun's statement. She disliked sugar-coated words. Da Hee put down the cup she was holding. Her heart was fluttering at Woo Hyun's words, and she couldn't refuse by feigning shyness, which was out of character for her. Their first kiss was good, the second was good, and she was looking forward to their third.

After setting down her cup, Da Hee spread her arms. Her gesture seemed to say 'come here'. Naturally, Woo Hyun moved across to her sofa. As soon as Woo Hyun sat down, he pulled Da Hee's neck and waist into an embrace. Their lips met, fitting together like puzzle pieces.

Their lips parted, and their tongues intertwined. Their breaths mingled low and deep, like intertwined branches of a single tree. In that moment, Woo Hyun regretted it. He should have taken Da Hee to the bedroom. The regret quickly vanished from his mind. Da Hee's slender wrists wrapped around his neck. Woo Hyun gently lowered Da Hee, and their bodies soon overlapped on the sofa. His lips descended from Da Hee's, leaving light kisses on her mouth and chin. Da Hee let out a small moan, heated by his warm breath on her neck. A large hand traced its way up under her T-shirt. The hand resting on her back naturally unhooked her bra, and quickly cupped Da Hee's breast. Fingertips gently caressed her full breast, then brushed against her nipple.

"Ah!"

Da Hee moaned as Woo Hyun's fingertips toyed with her hardened nipple. A chill touched her chest, and her T-shirt rode up. A hot sensation then met her skin. Lips taking her breast into his mouth, breath flowing over her skin. It was enough to distract Da Hee. When he bit her nipple gently, she wrapped her arms around Woo Hyun's head. Before, she'd thought her heightened sensitivity was due to alcohol, but the stimulation felt while sober made her even more lost. The hand caressing her leg slowly delved deeper, into her inner thigh. Woo Hyun, toying with her sensitive skin, supported Da Hee's waist with one hand. And then, he quickly stripped off her zippered cotton pants.

"Next time, care to wear a skirt?"

Woo Hyun asked in a husky voice.

"You take off the pants just fine, though."

"Still."

"I'll wear a skirt when I want to."

Da Hee whispered, her eyes clouded with passion. Woo Hyun swallowed hard and squeezed his eyes shut. Each word she spoke intoxicated him.

"Ugh!"

Startled by his breath on her panties, Da Hee squeezed her legs together. But Woo Hyun blocked her legs, and instead stroke the sensitive skin of her inner thigh. Tiny goosebumps broke out, and no matter how much Da Hee tensed her legs, it was useless. The thin fabric quickly became wet.

"Don't... stop."

Her words were cut short by her ragged breathing. Despite Da Hee's plea, Woo Hyun persistently sucked on her clitoris. Her underwear was peeled off. Da Hee's exposed self was brightly revealed under the harsh light. Da Hee twisted her body, but Woo Hyun's lips were a fraction faster to connect.

"Mmm."

Da Hee's hips slightly lifted as she tensed. His tongue delved deeper. Her whole body tingled, and then his tongue quickly licked her clitoris.

"Ah! Haah, haah. Ah!"

Without a moment to collect herself, Woo Hyun pressed on. Woo Hyun, too, felt his mind clouded with Da Hee's unrestrained moans. He wanted to torment this woman more. He wanted to make her cry. He wanted to make her burn. But increasingly, he was the one feeling tormented and burning. His brows furrowed. Having taken off his pants, Woo Hyun pulled Da Hee's legs down. He brought his center to hers, as she teetered precariously on the edge of the sofa.

"Oh!"

A light moan escaped both their lips as their heat met. Woo Hyun watched Da Hee, who closed her eyes, regulating her breathing. He slowly pushed his body into Da Hee's disheveled form. He clenched his teeth tightly, squeezing his eyes shut. Just by inserting himself, his mind went blank. Only the name 'Lee Da Hee' floated in his pale mind. She had a wickedly erotic body.

Woo Hyun slowly began to penetrate.

"Haah, ahh, ah!"

Da Hee trembled faintly. A little more, just a little more. As Woo Hyun moved vigorously, Da Hee's moans grew louder. Woo Hyun urgently kissed Da Hee's lips. Both above and below, she was hot and moist.

Slap, slap!

the sound of flesh meeting, along with moans indistinguishable from whose mouth they came from, filled the room. The friction below gradually heated up. With the unbearable heat at their point of contact, Woo Hyun's mind went blank as if it had exploded.

Da Hee's fingernails scraped the sofa.

It was a desperate movement, wanting to grasp something but unable to. Woo Hyun pulled Da Hee's hand to his lips and kissed it. He continuously showered kisses on her palm, the back of her hand, her fingers, gradually increasing his pace. He couldn't hold back any longer.

"Ahh! Ahh!"

Da Hee's moan grew sharper from her lips. Her closed eyes fluttered. Woo Hyun climaxed on Da Hee's stomach with white fluid. Da Hee, barely regaining her senses and seeing the sight, forced her weakened hand up and wrapped it around Woo Hyun's thing.

"Ugh."

Woo Hyun groaned simply from the touch. Da Hee's hand slowly stroked his thing as he ejaculated. His body buckled. Seeing the strong, solid Woo Hyun in such a helpless state made Da Hee's heart pound. Her fingertips slightly rubbed Woo Hyun's genital.

"Don't."

Da Hee chuckled at his words and used her legs to trap his body.

"Well..."

And then, as if teasing, she rubbed Woo Hyun's penis.

"I said don't."

Despite his sharp warning, Da Hee laughed. And she continued to touch his sensitive, swollen pillar. Woo Hyun pulled tissues from the table and roughly wiped Da Hee's stomach. He embraced Da Hee's back and lifted her. He flashed a dazzling smile that made her eyes sting and looked at her who stared back in surprise.

"I told you not to."

As Woo Hyun spoke, something heavy pressed against Da Hee's lower abdomen.

No way? Da Hee lowered her eyes with a bewildered expression. Seeing Woo Hyun's manhood swollen immensely, just like before ejaculation, Da Hee turned pale.

"Just a moment..."

Before she could finish the word 'Just a moment,' Woo Hyun's lips covered hers.

"Mmm."

In the intense kiss, Da Hee's unspoken words dissolved and vanished. Woo Hyun, embracing Da Hee, opened the office door, and went up.

To the bedroom on the third-floor.

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Miel's Translations