Chapter 2 - I want to hear your m??ns, my bride (1/2)
*Snip* Snip* Snip*
Do Sejin doesn't waste his time and cuts off her troublesome dress with the scissors that he found in the drawer. After chopping off all the clothing from her body, he takes a thorough look. The woman is lying nȧkėd on the bed under the dim light coming from the bed lamp. When he takes off his shirt, she lets out a sigh and meets his eyes. There are sadness and dėsɨrė in her eyes. She is clearly heartbroken. Do Sejin leans down and softly licks her lips to soothe her down. He pats her hair and asks, ”Do you want me to continue?”
”Yes.” Her voice is bȧrėly a whisper. ”Tonight, you are my husband. I am your wife. It is our wedding night. Love me a lot. Don't hold back.”
The woman's name is Ahn Hana. She is a lawyer. Her ex-fiance left her two hours before the wedding after he found out that his mistress was pregnant. Before leaving her, he made sure to tell her that he was having second thoughts about marrying her because of her infertility. His parents were against this marriage. He wanted a child, but he also loved her. That's why he continued with the wedding plans, but he couldn't marry her anymore because his mistress was pregnant.
Tragic. Do Sejin pities the man. Who will leave a woman with such a beautiful figure? She has the perfect hourglass shape. He admires her clear and smooth skin, a perfect canvass for his art tonight. Her hair smells like strawberries. He smooches her lips until they are red and swollen. This color that is left by his kisses suits her lips the best.
”Do Sejin.” He whispers his name in her ear. He is ready for the roleplay. ”Honey, that's your husband's name tonight.”
”Sejin.” She licks his earlobe as she quickly finds the buŧŧon of his pants. Do Sejin grins. His wife for the night has no patience. He lets her take his pants off. His eyes are fixed on her round and perky brėȧsts. Ahn Hana glances at his body when she is done. The hot dėsɨrė feels her eyes. She moves her hands to touch his junk, but he blocks them right away.
”Let me do my job as a husband first.” He chuckles and pushes her down below him. He quickly ties her hands above her head. ”Just feel. Don't think about anything else. Tonight, it's you and me only. I don't care what you do tomorrow. Tonight, you are mine. You will do what I say, ok?”
Ahn Hana nods obediently with a mischievous smile. He squeezes her bosoms hard. She mȯȧns. ”Ah.”
”I like your voice.” He massages them hard. ”I want to hear your mȯȧns, my bride.”
She bites her lower lips. Her cheeks become redder. He shakes his head and laughs. She is cute.
”Don't be ashamed.” He nibbles on the curve of her neck. His hands don't stop for a second. ”You are beautiful. Your body is perfect.”
”Mmmm...Ah...” She trembles beneath him, struggling to free her wrists. He sucks the peaks. Biting. Nibbling. Pulling. Her loud mȯȧns make arouse him more. He starts kissing down and down, leaving a trail of red marks. She gasps when he sucks bud.
His rubs her entrance with his two fingers. He looks at the evidence of her wetness on his two fingers. He smirks at her. ”You are wet already. I haven't even started.”
”Take me.” She commands him like a whiny child.
”You interrupted me when I was drinking earlier.” He moves his head between her legs while shifting her legs above his shoulder. ”I wonder if you can fill my appetite, my bride.”
”Sejin! Ah...No...ah...” Ahn Hana cries out his name when he starts suċkɨnġ her entrance. His tongue swiftly moves inside, exploring her cave in and out. He groans when she comes too soon. Too early. This woman ȯrġȧsms easily. She becomes wet easily. He isn't done yet. He lightly bites her bud, sending waves of pain mixed with sweet pŀėȧsurė throughout her body. She bites her lips harder. By the time his tongue is done moving in her intimate places, Ahn Hana has already come multiple times in his mouth. He sits up and glances at the woman with a satisfied look on his face.
”Liked it?” He grins at her. ”You only came 10 times. There are 21 more left.”
”Not more...” She is depleted after so much pŀėȧsurė. If he continues, she will die.