Chapter 9

“Ha-”

All it took was a fraction of a second for Seo Kang’s desire to completely overtake her.

Jihee hadn’t even finished swallowing her wine and the bittersweet taste was still lingering in her mouth.

Oh... he is not an animal one can tame….

Seo Kang licked her lips with his tongue, then started to bite down on them, tenderly but firmly.

Jihee couldn’t tell if it was sharp pain or sharp joy that stimulated her entire body.

“Haaaa….”

Jihee’s lips started to open as if in surrender, allowing Seo Kang’s tongue to find its way in.

The sweet aroma and wetness of the wine filled the inside of her mouth.

“Mmm…”

The game was just starting for Seo Kang.

Shit. How can this feel this good? Jihee found immense pleasure and thrill feeling her lips being eaten by this beast.

Her tongue could not wait any longer and reached for his lips. His lips were so deliciously plump that it made her hungry for more. Or perhaps it made her want to become an even sweeter meal for him.

Her heart was beating hard as she was overcome with excitement, and her hands found their way to Seo Kang’s strong shoulders. Suddenly, Seo Kang’s lips let go of hers, separating them from being bound as one entity back into two. So much tension and heat had built up to this moment that they were both breathless.

Seo Kang couldn’t take his eyes off Jihee’s flowery red lips. His eyes were brimming with both a shadowy chill and a radiating sunshine. The radiating yet chilling energy had but one name: Desire.

As if unable to contain his energy, Seo Kang reached for his wine and drank the remainder of it in one go. Every last drop accounted for. Then he turned back to Jihee, gripped onto the back of her head once more and kissed her. My lips aren’t hors d’oeuvres to go with your expensive wine, you know.

Then, she felt the wine pass over into her mouth. Has the little one lost its way? Gulp. Before she knew it, Jihee had swallowed the wine.

Not remembering the last time she felt so caught off guard, she pushed Seo Kang’s chest away.

He then spoke with a warm and satisfied voice.

“I thought you wanted wine more than you wanted me?”

“Oh… so you decided to put yourself in a bundle with the wine?”

“Two birds, one stone.”

“You don’t have any… unusually special interests or anything… do you?”

To be more specific, Jihee was referring to ‘sexual’ interests... or fetishes.

But is there really such a thing as ‘unusual’? Everyone likes different things in the first place. And any actions that came about in the moment were spontaneous.

As they were now. Seo Kang wanted to give her the wine she so wanted. It just so happened that he was thirsty for her as well.

But another thing he couldn’t reveal was his desire to put her down. It was the dark part of his instincts.

He wanted to do with her whatever he desired, for her to succumb to him. It was a deeply primal and masculine desire… a bad one.

Seo Kang’s voice vibrated deeply as it scratched its way out of his throat.

“If I did, would you back out now?”

He couldn’t help but fear that she might nod at his question. That she would tell him that she would not be able to condone his weird proclivities.

“No. They are very much welcome. I’m... open to exploring new territory today.”

Her answers were never predictable. Seo Kang couldn’t help but see her as a wondrous oarsman in the shining moonlight, a marvelous adventurer.

Exploring new territory… then where should they venture off to first? But before that, would he be able to make her surrender?

Seo Kang moved his hand towards the first button of her dress.

Pop. Pop.

He undid her buttons without hesitation.

Jihee flinched slightly at his hand that had so boldly intruded upon her chest.

Not sure if it was because he felt her flinch, she saw him pause for a moment.

“Hm… should we take off our own clothes? I feel like that suits you more in this scenario.”

What scenario? Like a woman so free that she throws off her own clothes to seduce men like she’s done it a million times?

“I’m not your nude model. You want to paint me in the nude? Then you do it yourself. As you were, just now. With those hands.”

What’s with those bewildered eyes? Undress me, you fool.

“I wore this dress for a reason, don’t ruin the party. This dress is meant to be undone by the guy… it’s hot and erotic. And I like it when it’s hot and erotic.”

No, she wasn’t the overtly cool girl who threw off her clothes and jumped into things. Neither was she the foxy, coy type to stop him in his tracks. This was Yoo Jihee. Seo Kang had forgotten that she was uncategorizable.

If he absolutely had to put a label on her, it would be ‘Erotic Yoo Jihee.’

Seo Kang’s lips curled up into a small smile, and his hand went from ‘pause’ back to ‘play.’

Pop.

Pop. Pop.

How many buttons has this man undone on a woman? His hands worked meticulously, as masterful as a seasoned farmer scrupulously picking the ripest fruit from his orchard.

And as he peeled the dress off her, the ripe flesh within was revealed, little by little.

Underneath the dress lay a camisole, a brasier under that, with black stockings and white panties.

All these external layers that stood as barriers to her bare body would eventually be peeled off.

Completely.

The camisole she wore didn’t cover the entirety of her breasts, however. As the opening of the dress got bigger with every button that came undone, two white mounds surfaced, exciting Seo Kang. This semi-nude painting Seo Kang was painting was fairly - no - very risqué.

The white noise of both of their breaths filled the air as their excitement intensified.

Jihee had to consciously stop herself from swallowing every time a button came undone.

The men she’s had sex with had all undressed her while kissing her or caressing her body at the same time. That left her with no time to feel nervous.

But Seo Kang… it wasn’t his lips or his hands but his eyes he caressed her with as he undressed her. He dragged his burning gaze down her body.

With every button, the tension became stronger, tauter, like a rubber band being pulled from both ends.

The excitement was intensifying with every moment.

Soon after, all buttons on the dress were undone down to her waist. Having drawn back the curtains, the view of Jihee’s breasts became clear.

“Oh… I haven’t felt nervous like this in a while,” Jihee murmured, so softly it was almost as if she was talking to herself. Seo Kang’s eyebrows furled.

“I’ve never seen you so vulnerable.”

“Feels different? You like it?”

Seo Kang pulled her dress off both of her shoulders down to her waist. Her flesh underneath was blindingly white.

“Hm… as long as it wasn’t calculated.”

What does he mean by calculated? How wicked must one be to calculate being nervous and vulnerable? What kind of mastermind does he think I am to have calculated having a one-night stand with the Seo Kang?

“I haven’t calculated a single thing…the only thing I'm running on tonight is my instinct.”

Seo Kang smirked as if pleased with Jihee’s remarks. His smirks started to look sweet now.

And it seemed like compliments were on the house.

“Good girl.”

He grabbed the dress that was hanging on her waist and pulled it down to take it off once and for all. She gently lifted her hips, then her feet to help him take it off like the good girl he said she was.

But what Jihee was left with was actually... a bit of embarrassment. A camisole, black, sheer pantihose, and a pair of white panties that showed through the pantihose.

“Are you going to keep undressing me? Are we not going to the bedroom?”

“Are you in a hurry?”

No. That wasn't why. She may be one hell of a bold woman but being in the nude under the scrutinizing bright lights of the living room, in front of a man she’d only seen twice now, was pretty nerve-racking.

Well, to be honest, she was feeling more embarrassed than she usually would.

You’re pathetic Yoo Jihee. Just because it’s Seo Kang, you’re feeling embarrassed about things you normally wouldn't, getting flustered about things that normally wouldn’t make you bat an eye.

His ridiculously handsome face was the biggest trigger for a girl that was as big a sucker for good looks as she was. Out of all the men she had encountered in her life, Seo Kang’s face was the one face that checked all her boxes.

In fact, his face was one that could easily overwrite anyone’s style or preference.

Alright. I admit it. I admit it. So don’t lose focus now, Yoo Jihee.

Having been ripped out of her dress, Jihee stood up, scantily clad - or really, just plain bare. She was feeling very unsettled.

A camisole paired with sheer pantihose. It would’ve been a bit much even for the raddest of fashionistas.

But her 8-inch strappy high heels were the ones to really steal the show. Jihee couldn’t decide if it was a relief or a ridiculous comedy that she was wearing the heels that made her legs look ridiculously good and long in this situation.

Seo Kang’s eyes, widened with amusement, met Jihee’s eyes.

“Are you going to strip for me...or?

In your dreams. Appropriate to her attire, Jihee grabbed Seo Kang’s collar to pull him up off the couch.

“Bedroom. Lead the way.”

She looked like a crazy lady who had forgotten to put on her clothes before leaving the house.

She walked chest high and confident behind Seo Kang in an effort to hide her embarrassment.

Seo Kang made sharp strides towards one of the rooms, then opened the door to the left-most door on the 1st floor.

He motioned toward the room with one hand as if to say, ‘Ladies first.’ He slipped his other hand comfortably into his pants pocket.

No matter which way Jihee looked at him, Seo Kang was a bad boy masquerading as the nice guy.

No matter how hard he tried, his aura gave it away.

Click. Clack.

Call it hot, call it ridiculous. Looking at Jihee’s silhouette, Seo Kang felt a bit of both.

The curves that ran down her back and down her hips were graceful and elegant.

This sexy, comedic, and elegant woman made her way to the bed in the center of the room, when…

Flip.

“Oh!”

Seo Kang’s hands pulled her back by her shoulders.

Even with her tall heels in addition to her natural height, the top of her head still barely reached Seo Kang’s chin. Anyone could tell he was a very tall guy, but she was sure he was over 6 feet tall.

His size was immense, and his presence was demanding. There was a ticklish heat from his hands on her shoulders, further adding tension between the two.

He turned her around by the shoulders. Then, he grabbed her face with both hands in almost a headlock. She couldn’t move. She couldn’t escape.

The lips of this exceedingly gorgeous man found hers and latched on. His tongue did not waste a moment to dig deep into her.

Click. Clack. Jihee’s plump buttocks bounced from left to right, making Seo Kang shoot up with excitement.

The white panties that peered through the sheer stockings further triggered his primal instinct.

For a moment, Seo Kang wondered if maybe he did have an unusual fetish. He could now understand why some men obsessed over women’s pantihose.

He realized today just how hot it was to see a woman’s legs in pantihose and high heels. It was driving him crazy.

Maybe he could make it his new fetish starting then.

Because of this new fetish, he couldn’t help but deep dive into her lips.

Her lips were so delicious, and he was dying to know what she would taste like elsewhere.