CH 13.5

I followed Yeon Woojeong to get on the elevator after he booked a room and got the key. We were the only ones in the elevator, and the silence was odd. I remembered that time when we went to the beach and stopped at a hotel. 

We got off the elevator, opened the door, and stepped inside. When I just took off my shoes, Yeon Woojeong suddenly grabbed my collar and pushed me to the wall. Our lips interlaced rashly. A tongue that plunged fiercely probed inside.

“Ugh…”

His thigh invaded my legs. The firm thigh rubbed my genitalia. I gripped his shoulders awkwardly and welcomed his tongue that dominated my mouth. 

Yeon Woojeong bit my lips every now and then. It hurt because it was a strong bite, not a light, playful one. I felt my member raging because of the leg that rubbed down there roughly. I was out of breath because he charged in without a break. 

I grabbed his nape, carefully pushed out my tongue, and licked his upper lip. He flinched as I did that, then he wrapped his arms around my neck and gently kissed me, sucking on my lips that stung at every touch. 

Yeon Woojeong moved his hand down and grasped my member. My back arched in a frightening thrill as his hand touched me. I pulled Yeon Woojeong closer and pressed our genitals together. There were rustlings of clothes whenever I moved to rub our groins together.

I grabbed his ass. A gasp broke out from Yeon Woojeong’s mouth. His lips left mine and stayed around my ear. He chewed on my neck. I grimaced at the stinging pain. He then pulled out of my arms.

Yeon Woojeong looked at me. His gaze stayed on my lips for a while. While I was calming my rough breath, he grabbed my wrist and strode inside.

Yeon Woojeong pushed me, knocking me onto the bed. He sat down on my legs and removed my padding jacket. It had been a long time since I’d looked at him from the bottom up. Yeon Woojeong also took off my t-shirt without reservation and threw it away.

He brought his head down and bit my neck. He bit and sucked my skin. It was painful yet ticklish, and whenever his tongue touched me, it felt like my member wriggled around. Yeon Woojeong slapped my hand away when I grabbed his shoulder. Then he pressed down on my chest softly with his palms.

“Ah…”

The obstinate rubbing of the fingertips on my nipple made my body shudder. He pinched it, rubbed it, and flicked it. I could never get used to having pleasure shoot through my chest and stimulate my genitals as if they were connected. I clenched my fists, then I opened them, holding back the urge to attack Yeon Woojeong’s body.

Yeon Woojeong’s lips slid down. While sucking and licking my nipple, his hand touched my erect member. I jerked at the subtle, gentle caress across my thighs.

“Ha, aahh…”

I shut my mouth at the sound I made without realizing it. He raised his eyes to look up at me and stuck his tongue out to lick my nipple long and hard, boldly. My throat burned at the fierce, cold black eyes. I carefully stretched out my hand and caressed Yeon Woojeong’s neck. This time, he didn’t avoid my touch.

Yeon Woojeong unbuckled my pants and took out my penis. I heaved out a breath as it was liberated from the stuffy underwear. He rubbed his palm over the shaft and bit my nipple. A light bite mark appeared and disappeared whenever he bit me.

Without taking his eyes off me, Yeon Woojeong slid down and settled between my legs. I stared at him in anticipation that resembled anxiety. He swallowed the already wet and throbbing glans in one gulp. 

“Gasp!”

I took a deep breath. My toes twitched as he squeezed his mouth and sucked the tip of my penis like sucking candy from the get-go. 

“Ahhh…”

His teeth, flesh in his mouth, and his tongue. Everything stimulated my nether region. The sudden rush of pleasure made me grasp the sheet, then I raised my upper body and slipped my hand through Yeon Woojeong’s hair.

Yeon Woojeong brought his head lower, then he pushed my thing to one of his cheeks. Yeon Woojeong’s cheek bulged as he held my thing in his mouth. He jiggled his head, poking my penis with the flesh in his mouth. The wet sounds in my ears and the sight of Yeon Woojeong’s face as he swallowed my penis sent a wave of heat through my body. 

He cast down his eyes. Then he swallowed my penis to the base.

“Ah, wait, Mr. Yeon!”

I felt his throat squeezing my member tight. Ah. My thighs repeatedly contracted and relaxed. Yeon Woojeong sucked my penis. It was wet and soft on my shaft, but the pressure on the glans was heavy. I felt like I was going to cum at any moment. As he swallowed, the hole that held my penis throbbed and tightened. I was blinded for a moment.

Yeon Woojeong spat out my thing with a cough. Wiping away the dripping spit and semen, he looked up. 

“Are you sensitive because it’s been a while?”

It hadn’t been that long, actually. My body shuddered finely in the afterglow. While I was calming down my breath, Yeon Woojeong sat on my legs and looked down at me haughtily. I carefully read his face and asked.

“Are you angry?”

Yeon Woojeong laughed wryly at my question. He swept a stray strand of hair out of his face, removed his suit jacket, and unbuttoned his shirt. 

“You always ask the obvious.”

He answered while unbuckling his belt. I had nothing to say. He took off his pants and underwear while I shut my mouth. The swollen penis touched my body.

Yeon Woojeong grabbed my chin. His eyes licked all over my face.

“Did you sleep well without any worry?”

“…”

“You should have. You did nothing good after all.”

He sneered. I really had nothing to say, so I carefully wrapped my arms around his waist and rested my face on his shoulder.

“I’m sorry.”

A sigh erupted over my head. He lifted my head and kissed me on the lips. The tongue that invaded softly tickled my lower teeth. The tips of our tongues met and interlocked. I knew that it tasted nothing, but it felt sweet. I lifted his shirt and groped his waist and ass. 

Yeon Woojeong pulled his lips away and shoved two fingers between my parted lips. I sucked his fingers, looking at him. His fingers constantly drifted in and out deep in my mouth. 

When his fingers were damp, Yeon Woojeong pulled his hand away and took it to his back. He poked his bottom with his fingers. I squeezed his penis as his lower half jerked. When I gave it a firm stroke from the base to the tip, I could feel it slightly bent. I wondered if anyone knew about this. Yeon Woojeong twisted his head slowly and moved his hand. 

“Got any condoms?”

“Why?”

“Or gels. It hurts without it, no?”

Yeon Woojeong smirked at me. He tickled my chin with his other hand.

“What’s with all the whining?”

“When did I?”

“You’re doing it now.”

Yeon Woojeong pulled out his fingers and brought them into my mouth again. I sucked his fingers zealously. The wet fingers headed down again.

I moved my hand that held Yeon Woojeong’s member. As I rubbed at the bulging veins and squeezed his balls, he let out an elastic gasp. 

Knowing that he still wanted me was enough to make me happy. Just the touch of bare skin was arousing. My heart pounded from time to time. Whenever that happened, I brought my lips over Yeon Woojeong’s cheek. Then he would turn his head and kiss my cheek.

I kept kissing him, and when he held out his fingers, I sucked them, and while he opened his ass up, I massaged his member. A clear liquid oozed out of the slit. Yeon Woojeong moaned as I spread it over, stroking him up and down. It was stiff down there. Whenever I felt the pressure, I squeezed Yeon Woojeong’s waist. 

“Ahh…”

Yeon Woojeong bobbed his head and pulled out his fingers completely. I slid my hand down as he grabbed my penis. I pushed my fingers into the gaping hole. It was tight. When I gave it a languid stroke, then went deep and pressed in one spot, Yeon Woojeong gasped and squeezed my shoulder. 

“Put it in.”

“I have.”

“Not your hand.”

“… I’ll lick it.”

“Kim Jiho. I haven’t slept a wink.”