Chapter 138: 69 [R-18]

Lying on the bed, her head resting on Rio’s arm, Seojin blinked.

She knew he wasn’t being serious, but that only made her gaze fill with a mixture of anticipation and tension as she looked up at him.

He gave a playful shrug of his eyebrows, and his hand traveled up from her waist, where she lay nestled against his arm.

As his weight pressed down slightly on her, her breasts, confined within the silk slip, shifted subtly.

“For example, right now…”

Rio’s hand slid up her thigh. The caress against the grain of the silk made her skin feel even thinner than the fabric.

“Something like, ‘My heart’s pounding right here’?”

At his words, Seojin shot him a glare.

“You’re just teasing me…”

The moment his erection brushed against the strap of her panties, Seojin sucked in a breath. When she flinched, a smirk played on Rio’s lips.

“But still.”

He brought his lips close to her ear, his voice a whisper as he licked her earlobe.

“You know you’re much more talkative on my cock than when you’re going on about work or that bastard, don’t you?”

“That’s so mean…”

Seojin’s thighs quivered. One of his hands had already slipped inside her panties, and her slick flesh, as if it had been waiting, wrapped tightly around his fingers.

“That’s right. Good girl.”

He pulled her hand and placed it over his pants.

The thick shaft was already hard and swollen. The moment her hand touched it, he deliberately flexed, and his cock bucked upward.

“Want to try talking again with this?”

“……”

Seojin was about to protest but pressed her lips together instead. Then, quietly, her fingers undid his belt.

Click—

His cock spilled out from beneath his briefs, and as her hand closed around it, Rio let out a long breath.

He swallowed and pressed a kiss to her ear.

The room was warm, but Seojin’s thin, smooth slip felt slightly cooler than her body temperature.

But thanks to him constantly rubbing against her, the fabric over her chest was damp with a thin layer of sweat and fluid, her nipples clearly visible beneath the straps. Her matching thin lace panties were soaked with her wetness.

He didn’t bother taking off her slip.

Instead, he pushed the fabric up to her waist, pulled her panties aside, and spread her exposed, wet cunt with one hand.

“Good. Just like this. With the fabric—can you hear that wet sound?”

A slick, squelching sound echoed from inside her, muffled subtly and unpleasantly by the silk slip.

Seojin turned her head away from him.

Her long hair spilled over her shoulder, and the slithering fabric moved with her chest.

She held her breath, then arched her body fully, clenching his fingers from within her slip as if squeezing his cock.

Even as she frantically stroked his erect shaft, her lower mouth instinctively did its duty, almost letting go of him.

“Ah… Aahng…!”

Seojin turned her head away again in shame, but the stimulation only intensified.

“Hh… Aht… Ah…!”

Her nipples, clearly outlined beneath the straps, were so hard that anyone could have noticed.

A look of satisfaction crossed Rio’s face. He stirred her wetness one more time before slowly pulling his hand out. A sticky thread of fluid stretched from his fingertips and slid across the fabric.

He propped himself up on his elbows, leaning back slightly. After a sigh that seemed to steady his breathing, he spoke in a low voice.

“—Kang Seojin.”

He slowly lifted his chin and smiled.

“Come here.”

Seojin lifted her head.

At that one command, Seojin pressed her lips together as if swallowing her breath. Then, slowly, she placed her hands in front of her.

The sight of her crawling toward him, alternating between her knees and hands, was pure sensuality.

Breathy sounds fell onto the silk, and with every forward movement, the slickness that had seeped through her wet panties trickled down her thighs.

Her breasts, hanging beneath the slip, sagged slightly with gravity, swaying up and down with each motion.

When she reached Rio, Seojin instinctively leaned in to embrace him.

But—

“Mm.”

A sharp smack echoed as Rio struck the side of her breast.

“—Hngh…!”

Startled, Seojin flinched and froze. She was kneeling on the bed, poised over his body, her instinctive attempt to embrace him blocked by Rio.

Her hands remained planted on either side of his waist, leaving her body hovering precariously above him.

Over his bare chest, her breasts, suspended by gravity inside her slip, trembled.

“Hah…”

Between his thin breaths, Rio sneered at the heavy silhouette of her flesh.

Smack.

This time, he struck the other side of her chest squarely. The thin silk offered no resistance to his palm, and her flesh swayed as if spilling downward from the impact.

Seojin, not understanding why, endured it, but her chest jolted once more. Her hanging nipples brushed against his abs through the fabric, and the stimulation made her lips part on their own.

“Eh…?”

Between her thighs below, Rio’s cock, which she had been caressing, was still hard, pressing against her inner thigh.

Rio knew. He knew that Seojin was slowly, skillfully, pushing her body up over him.

She had been rubbing her lower entrance against his shaft, as if exploring it, and was now gradually adjusting her position to mount him.

Seojin tried to pull her thighs up a little more, just a little, to draw him in.

“Ah-ah.”

Rio raised his hand again.

Smack!

“—Aht!”

This time, he struck her squarely on the underside of her ass. Her buttocks bounced up from the impact before falling back down.

The recoil pressed his cock right against her entrance, and Seojin clamped a hand over her mouth, arching her back.

“Darling, are you trying to get inside without my permission?”

His voice was low and lewd.

Rio’s hand gripped her waist. Then, pressing between her thighs as if to wring out her desire, he spoke.

“You don’t get to put anything inside until you’re on my face.”

“Hae…”

Seojin swallowed hard.

Her lips trembled, and her body, still braced on her arms over his, shook minutely.

“Turn around.”

She said nothing. At Rio’s simple command, she lowered her head.

“……”

Keeping her knees planted on the sheets, she lifted her hips slightly.

As her ass rose high, her chest lifted off his torso.

The slickness between them stretched into a thin, glistening thread before slowly breaking.

In that position, she slowly turned her body.

A full 180 degrees above him—she braced her arms on the sheets, lifted her ass, and rounded her back, slowly changing direction.

“……Hah…”

The slip was already bunched up at her waist.

Her pretty, lace-trimmed panties were soaked through, turning them transparent, and the fabric had disappeared into the slightly parted slit.

She bent at the waist, moving herself over Rio’s head.

“Ngh…”

The center of her, framed by her panties, gradually came into his view.

Her wet cunt, visible between her slightly parted cheeks, descended until it was just above the tip of his nose.

He took a long, deep breath.

“Getting even more turned on from a few slaps. You’re a real pervert, aren’t you?”

Rio laughed from below.

“……Nngh, don’t say that… I’m on… top now…”

Seojin spread her knees wider. Her thighs trembled, pulling the fabric of her panties taut. Just before touching Rio’s lips, her flesh was flushed red, wet, and twitching.

“More.”

He wrapped a hand around her thigh, lifting it. Then he guided her body onto his lips.

His tongue pushed against her panties. As the wet fabric and the unfamiliar, plump flesh pressed inward, Seojin flinched and lifted her hips.

“Ah, ahng—!”

She tried desperately to turn her head away, but Rio pushed deeper.

Heat pressed through her panties as he licked her slick cunt through the fabric, caressing her.

“Just going to lie there? You have a job to do, too.”

“Yes…♡”

Seojin arched her back, lifting her hips in a wide curve away from his mouth, before lowering herself again.

She crawled forward, moving toward the throbbing erection below, as if to meet it with her lips.

Soon, Seojin braced one hand on his thigh and wrapped the other around his hard, risen shaft.

“Haahp…”

The first thing to reach her nose was the deep, pressed warmth of a man’s body and the heavy, musky scent rising from between his thighs.

Seojin slowly tilted her head and enveloped the head of his cock with her lips.

Her moist lips parted slightly, and the hot, erect shaft filled her mouth completely.

Rio smiled.

And he, in turn, pressed his tongue against her panties.

Even through the soaked lace, his tongue could perfectly trace the shape of her labia.

“Hngh…”

With his cock in her mouth, Seojin swallowed a sob, a gulping sound echoing from within. The head pressed against the roof of her mouth, and when she pushed against it with the tip of her tongue, the thick veins stood out even more.

She sucked on his cock, rolling it around in her mouth. As she pursed her lips and pulled,

“Chyuup…”

A thick, wet sound filled the room.

A moment later, Rio twisted his tongue and pushed past the edge of her panties. He hooked a finger under the fabric and pulled it aside. The wet material parted with a sticky sound, and the crevice within pulsed as if breathing.

“Aht…!”

Startled, Seojin spat out the head of his cock and twisted her hips.

But Rio didn’t let her go. His nimble tongue pressed against her clitoris, and his lips tightened around her cunt, delving deep.

“Tsk… a fucking flood.”

The vulgar mumble came from inside his mouth. In response, Seojin took his cock even deeper into her own.

“Heup…! Nngh, haaht…!”

Seojin braced herself on her knees, her body feeling like it would collapse.

The phallus in her mouth grew harder and harder, while her own sex melted further and further under the assault of his tongue.

As Rio’s tongue and lips moved past her panties and into her cunt, Seojin arched her back above him, as if she had lost her mind.

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Translated By: Meher (RaidenTL)

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