Chapter 2 - I want to hear your m??ns, my bride (2/2)
”Tired already?” His junk pokes her entrance. ”What about this husband? I am not done yet. I will keep my promise and give you the best night of your life.”
She is too weak to protest. It's like her soul has reached the peak point and crashed down on the ground. Do Sejin isn't the type to stop midway. He pushes himself inside her in one go and starts thrusting against her slowly like a snail. Though he wants to ravage her right now, he wants her to beg more.
”You are slow.” She complains and fails to move her arms. ”Not like that.”
”Like what then?” He teases her firm brėȧsts.
”Faster.” Her eyes become teary as her body becomes tense. ”Harder.”
”Like this?” He increases his pace. Self-control and rhythm are his best suit. Her insides are warm and slick. Sound of thrusting mixed with their groans fill the room. He rams deeper into her to make her scream. Finally, he pulls out his dɨċk and lies down on the bed.
Ahn Hana, who isn't satisfied, looks at him with puzzlement. He raises his brow and points at his brother that is pointed toward the ceiling. ”You want more? Do the work.”
She pouts and sits up. Her hands are still tied. ”Free my hands.”
Do Sejin obliges by her words. She guides his manhood into her dripping entrance. His dɨċk becomes thicker inside her. He licks his lips when he sees the view in front of him. She looks like a queen on the top of him. He reaches for the phone by the bed stand to record his view.
”We should send a gift to your ex-fiance.”
”Is it a good idea?” Ahn Hana doesn't look drunk. She looks too serious.
”Tell him that you are having your wedding night with or without him.” He meets his eyes. ”Show him what he will miss for the rest of his life.”
She pulls her hair back and puffs up her ċhėst. ”You are right.”
”1.2.3. Start.” Do Sejin taps screen to turn on the recording. She starts moving up and down on his dɨċk. Her brėȧsts follow her movement. She looks straight at the camera and smiles seductively.
”Hey, Ong Han Bin.” She rides his dɨċk so fast that her figure blurs in the camera. It hurts him a bit, but he lets her do what she wants. ”You think that you get the right to cheat on me because I can't give you children? You bastard! Guess what? I had eighteen ȯrġȧsms within two hours. Your dɨċk is a pencil compared to his. Sometimes, I didn't even feel whether you were inside me or not. Do you blame me for your insecurities? You are an ȧsshole! See me riding this long and thick dɨċk. He is even younger and full of energy. He isn't even tired after doing it once. Why did I even say yes to your marriage proposal?”
Ouch! She is cruel. Comparing his ex-fiance to a pencil? He turns off the recording. She moves away from him and takes his phone. With a beep, she sends the recording to her ex-fiance number with a proud look on her face.
Do Sejin wonders if she will regret this tomorrow. Hmm? Should he care about this? He takes away the phone and places it away. ”We should just have fun now.”
”You want to do more?” She asks him with widened eyes.
”Lady, I have just started.”