Chapter 114: And to think she has so much stamina [R-18]

“Hah… Ah… Ahk…!”

A breathless scream tore from Seojin as her lower back bucked.

The insides of her thighs were already slick enough to glisten under his palm, and the chill beneath the sheets only served to make her skin more sensitive.

“How many times is that now?”

Rio whispered, lifting her hips slightly. Seojin couldn’t answer. She was panting, her breath coming in ragged gasps, her entire body trembling like a doll manipulated by his fingertips.

“Five? Six?”

His slick fingers slid between her legs again. He merely traced a single line across that wet place, but—

“Ah… No… Don’t…!”

Seojin’s legs spasmed of their own accord, clamping down on him. Her head was buried in the pillow, her eyes already unfocused and glazed over.

But her trembling hand shot out, grabbing his wrist.

“I hate this… keep going, Rio…”

Her voice trembled as she pleaded desperately.

“I can… I can still take more…”

Rio smiled. The woman who had already been brought to climax several times by his hand was now begging him, pleading to feel more.

“Even after leaking so much…”

He ground his hand against her core.

With a wet squelch, the fluid flowing from her soaked into the sheets as another shuddering wave of pleasure crashed over Seojin.

“Hah… Haaaah… Hngh…!”

Her lips quivered as she came undone yet again.

Sweat beaded on her stomach, her breasts were peaked and hard, and through the strands of her disheveled hair, her eyes could no longer hold on to reason.

“Make me keep coming… Rio… I’m begging you…!”

A woman whose body, emotions, and pride had all crumbled, begging, clinging to the one desire she had left.

As if in answer, Rio’s hand did not stop.

“Ah, ahh…!”

Seojin fumbled for something to grip. A dull, tingling sensation once again made her hips arch, her legs trembling as they crossed and uncrossed, parting and closing.

But even so, her hand found Rio’s thigh and climbed upward, toward his hard erection.

His heat filled her two hands.

She looked up at Rio with wet eyes, her trembling gaze saying what her lips could not.

“Hm?”

Rio tilted his head. He, who had remained perfectly still while making her come over and over with just his hand, finally lowered his gaze to her waist.

“You were coming just fine with my hand. You still want me to put it in?”

Seojin gave a pathetic nod.

Rio didn’t push her hands away. He let them grip him as he lifted his hips.

Thrust.

In a single motion, without a moment’s hesitation, he pierced her.

“Kkgh…!”

A scream burst from Seojin’s lips. The hard, hot sensation filled her in an instant. Already drenched from multiple climaxes, she was slick and wet inside.

As the feeling of him plunging into her in one go made her whole body arch back, her legs wrapped around Rio’s waist.

“A moment ago you were playing coy, saying you didn’t want it inside—”

Rio clenched his jaw and gripped her hips. Already buried inside her, he moved once, twice, slowly—each time his hard thickness was squeezed by her inner walls, she could do nothing but let out a choked moan, unable to breathe.

“Haha.”

He pulled her hips tightly against him, his breath washing over her ear as he thrust all the way in, deep enough to touch her cervix.

Seojin’s eyes were unfocused, her breath escaping in thin gasps from her wet lips. When she tried to dig her fingers into the sheets, Rio’s hand pressed down firmly on her shoulder.

“Don’t lie on your stomach. Let me see.”

Then, he twisted her hips slightly, shifting her body onto her side.

“Ngh…?”

Seojin’s body swayed as she was turned halfway onto her side. Rio knelt over her, moving closer.

His hand grasped one of her legs. He lifted it from below the knee, bending it and slowly pressing it toward her stomach.

Her hips were now twisted and exposed, her core laid bare.

“Like this, you can feel it all the way inside, can’t you?”

Thrust—he pushed in again.

“Aah…! Ugh…!”

Seojin writhed, half-pinned on her side. Every time he thrust into her as if to bore through her, her leg trembled in the air.

“It’s tighter this way. Did you know?”

Rio wrapped his arms around her leg, holding her close as he drove into her.

Pinned in place, unable to even squirm, Seojin was simply dragged along. With her leg held fast in his hand, leaning on her side, she shuddered shallowly with every thrust.

“Rio…! Hah… Aahng… It’s too deep…!”

“Yes. You like it, don’t you?”

Thrust, thrust—every time he pushed his hips deep, Seojin’s stomach flinched.

“No more… I can’t… really…!”

He pressed her shoulder down again. So she couldn’t escape, couldn’t run.

His not-insignificant weight pressed down on her slender body. Under Rio’s dominion, Seojin was slowly, once again, rising toward climax.

Rio kissed her raised leg, a smile on his face.

His hand traveled lower, brushing against a soft cleft Seojin hadn’t anticipated. Her body flinched, and he gave a wicked grin.

He deliberately rubbed his fingertip slowly around her anus, as if it were nothing.

“Ngh… Hah…!”

Rio pressed down gently, gauging her reaction. Her breathing grew more ragged, and the shiver that ran up her spine was slowly transforming into a different kind of pleasure.

Her breathy voice couldn’t form any words, but it trembled like a plea.

Instead of her leg, Rio cupped her round, open hip with one hand. Leaving her already hot entrance as it was, he used his thumb to press against her back entrance—a light tap.

“You don’t like it?”

“……No…”

Afraid he wouldn’t hear her answer, she shook her head, trembling with shame.

The sensation of him pressing deep inside her body felt like it was melting her brain. The teasing and the sensitive pressure overlapped, and through her blurry vision, she could see the ghost of Rio’s smile.

Seojin’s breathing was still sharp and irregular.

A faint wet patch was spreading on the pillow where her face was buried, and her back rose and fell in tiny movements, riding the gentle aftershocks of pleasure.

Every time his breath, which had melted her entire body, tickled the nape of her neck, she was forced to feel what state she was in, how she was being tamed by this man and no other.

“Ugh… Heuk!”

At any moment, Rio could put her in another man’s arms.

He was that kind of man. A man who couldn’t trust his own capricious emotions, who trusted stimulation more than affection.

But right now, the only one invading the space between her legs, filling her, was Rio.

Seojin threw her head back, twisting her hips, instinctively pulling Rio’s waist deeper into her. A tremor followed his every movement, and the heat spreading inside her was terrifyingly intense.

“…What am I going to do? When I do this to you, you can’t even handle it, but you just keep wanting more.”

Seojin shook her head. But what escaped her lips was a faint breath: “More…”

“I should have taught you how to do things in moderation…”

Her hips, arched and bucking. Rio’s movements, slowly thrusting in and out. Her cries, which she couldn’t stop even if she covered her mouth.

“Nngh… Rio… Aah…”

“Should I put the chastity belt back on you starting tomorrow?”

His lips covered the nape of her neck, and his hands pushed her breasts all the way up.

“So you learn not to get wet for anyone unless I order you to… even if someone shows up like last time before I toss you aside?”

He was contemplating future training methods, as if teaching a dog to be socialized. He wasn’t sure if this perpetually wet body could ever learn, but if he took his time—

The other methods that crossed his mind were all quite good, too.

“You always make me look forward to what’s next…”

His gaze was too perverse to be called love, but he couldn’t hide the secret delight in his eyes.

Seojin remained in his arms, still wrapped around him. Sweat beaded on her stomach like hot dew, and her small sobs still pulsed, her breathing yet to calm.

“Rio, I want to… kiss you…”

The words were small and desperate, almost a breath, spoken past her leg, which had been released and was now bent and draped downward.

Rio withdrew his hand. His fingertips, slowly pulling out of her thoroughly softened flesh, left their own unique afterglow as they brushed her thigh. The moment he braced his hand on the sheet, his body leaned forward.

His face, looking down at her, drew close. His breath touched her first, then his lips.

Chup—

The touch on her dry lips was a wet warmth. Every time he moved, her legs instinctively tightened around him, and her pressed chest spread softly against his.

Seojin lifted her arms and pulled him closer. She followed his lips, carefully licking inside his mouth, returning his caresses with small, deliberate kisses.

Rio closed his eyes and gently sucked on her upper lip. Holding her tightly as her chest heaved, unable to unclench her legs, he whispered.

“Kang Seojin… go on, ask for more. I’ll give you everything.”

Translated By: Meher (RaidenTL)

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