I’m Pregnant with My Friend’s Child - Chapter 1.4

Puck!

“Hmph, hot, ugh!”

“Ha ha. It’s crazy tight, Yi Jin’a, tighten up.”

It’s not a matter of pushing, it’s a matter of pulling. You crazy beast!

Yi Jin screamed and clung to Woo Jae. But he pushed her back against him again, thrusting his penis into her.

“It hurts! Hmph, it hurts so much, Woojae.”

“Did it hurt, Yi Jin? It’s okay, a little more and it won’t hurt.”

“Don’t pretend to know. You don’t know what you’re talking about, you’re too big. It hurts more if you do it more, how can it hurt less?”

“Okay, okay, I’m sorry I have a big dick. Now stop talking and hold me, okay?”

It was pointless to try to have a conversation with a beast whose eyes were glazed over with lust in the first place.

Woojae stared at Yi Jin with dilated pupils, moving further and further in.

“Yi Jin, you’re so pretty just to make people come, aren’t you?”

“Mmm, mmm, mmm.”

Her heart fluttered strangely as Chow Jae said something she’d never heard before.

“It’s so hot and soft, it’s driving me crazy.”

Wu Jae stopped moving for a moment, slipped the pod into Yi Jin’s hand, and locked eyes with her.

The sweet, affectionate gaze made her insides flutter, and Woojae couldn’t resist, sucking in her lips as he drove a blow deep inside her.

Puck!
My eyes went white as my penis lodged in my womb. My ears buzzed and my groin fluttered. My limbs curled around the heavy mass that filled the cramped crevice.

The trickling juices soaked her pussy and pushed her pubic hair back, forcing Woojae’s chin to press more blatantly against her flesh. The friction of their delicate flesh made her nether regions burn with excitement.

“Hmm, ugh. Aaah…….”

An unwanted, lustful sound escaped his lips. Woojae lifted Yi Jin’s legs up with a flourish and slid his cock back and forth, staring blatantly at the clashing genitals.

‘Hmph, hmph, hmph, don’t look.’

He laid it all out on the table for him, not a hair of hair covering his shaft.

Woojae’s eyes widened like a child discovering something new, and he couldn’t take his gaze away from the obscene sight of genitals rising and falling.

The plump pink flesh slowly pressed against the penis. The overly long shaft burrowed deep into the flesh, and every time it came out, the flesh wriggled and nibbled at it.

Her quivering labia swelled red and swollen as the pink shaft ploughed deep inside her without mercy.

“Suck, huh, ahhh, Woojae…….”

He sank his genitals in deeply and rubbed his weight against it as if he couldn’t tolerate the slightest slack.

Yi Jin entwined his legs around Woojae’s body. Pressed heavily against her, he rained kisses down on her face.

Cold, cold. With a naked sound, he dug into the nape of her neck, his lips leaving a trail of red wherever they passed.

The swollen lining wriggled, contracting and relaxing. Woojae stamped relentlessly on her centre, as if he wanted to feel the thick interlocking force that pushed him in and pulled him out.

She clung to his broad back, clawing at his nails as she tried to wrap her arms around him.

The more their genitals rubbed against each other, the more her body boiled. Sweat dampened his close chest, and foam rose from his throbbing cock.

A harsh groan escaped Woojae’s well-groomed lips. Everything about him was unfamiliar and exhilarating.

He shuddered as his fingertips stroked the firm muscles. He gave his mouth and pussy to Woojae’s inescapable thrusts, and they moaned together.

In the flood of sensations that rushed to extremes, it was Jin who lost control.

She spread her legs and wiggled her hips. Milk gushed from her open hole, and the bumps wriggled, hungrily devouring the foreign object inserted inside.
“Hmph, ahhh, ahhhh.”

Woojae plunged deep into Yi Jin’s climax, which writhed obscenely like a bitch in heat.

The feminine beast impaled on the heavy conduit, her hands and feet flailed languidly.

When he finished ejaculating, Woojae remained in Yi Jin’s arms and showered him with kisses.

Only after he’d brought himself to orgasm once more did he pull his genitals out.

When he peeled back the thin membrane from his long shaft, the pink flesh was glistening with precum.

Woojae gently picked up the exhausted Yi Jin and headed for the bedroom. He tore off the condom and put a new one on his still throbbing penis. As Woojae had said, he really was a quick learner.

With the familiar covering in place, he thrust again. Pleasure exploded in paroxysms through her numb pussy.

Three strokes later, Yi Jin was fast asleep in Woojae’s arms.

*.

Lifting his wet eyelashes heavily, he bit his lip as he realized he was sprawled naked on the bed.

“You did all this ……?”

“Chow Jae, I didn’t know you could …… …….”

The voices came from outside the tightly closed doorway. Before I could wrap myself in the duvet and ponder what was going on, the door opened and Woojae walked into the room.

“You’re up?”

Yi Jin asked, frowning when he realised the door was closed.

“Who’s outside?”

“Sunhwa and Homin.”

“Did you call them?”

“No.”

“Then?”

“Hajin’s sister called them.”

Yi Jin threw a pillow at Woo Jae. Yesterday, he followed her home using Hajin’s excuse, and today, he’s doing it again.

“Are you crazy?”

Once again, the pillow hits Woojae in the face, but he doesn’t even feel the slightest blow.

Woojae lunged forward, grabbed her by the nape of the neck, and pressed his lips to her forehead.

“Want to do it again?”

Woojae’s hand slid between Yi Jin’s legs. He chuckled lowly as he probed her still damp crack.

“Are you crazy, take your hand off me?” Lee Jin slapped the back of his hand.

This is bad. His head is already spinning with what he’s going to say to Sunhwa and Homin.

“You’ve been raving about it all night, Antal.”

“Don’t say anything to the kids.”

Luckily, Woojae had woken up first, so he looked freshly showered. He was wearing the same suit he wore yesterday, so if he kept his mouth shut, he wouldn’t arouse suspicion among his friends.

The problem is, I’ve got a mole…….

“Are you saying we fucked, or are you saying we’re dating?”

“That’s ridiculous. Who’s dating who?”

Woojae’s brow furrowed at Yi Jin’s smirk.

“That’s right. You think we’re just going to casually fuck some asshole we’re not even dating?”

Woojae ran his finger across Yi Jin’s pussy again. At the erotic sensation, Yi Jin barely swallowed the moan that threatened to escape.

“Hmm, mmm.”

Wrapping himself in the duvet, Yi Jin tried to step out onto the floor, but his legs buckled under the dizzying pain of being pierced. He fell into Woojae’s arms once more.

“Don’t tell the kids. Chow Jae, answer me quickly!”

“Why would I.”

Yi Jin bit his lip hard. He had no idea how to shut this guy up.

“Is Yi Jin not awake? Should I wake him?”

Sunhua’s voice came from outside. A startled Yi Jin answered.

“I’m up. I’m coming out, just a minute.”

Yi Jin pushed Woo Jae toward the door and pleaded.

“Give me some time to think. Not today, not today anyway.”

Woojae jerked his head away and didn’t answer.

“Woojae, okay? No matter how close we are, I don’t want to see you like this.”

The day before my birthday, I got drunk, sent the guy I was supposed to sleep with away, and had sex with my best friend. No matter how close they are, she doesn’t want to reveal the embarrassing truth.

“Think about it. What will the kids think? I’m a real sinner for a second if our group falters, aren’t you?”

“Okay.”

“Okay?”

“Yeah.” Woo-jae quietly left the room, and Yi-jin leaned against the closed door, running her hands through her hair in frustration.

Although she had managed to get a promise from him, she couldn’t fully trust Cha Woo-jae. After all, last night he had followed her home using Ha-jin as an excuse just because his mood was sour.

For now, it seemed like she would have to play along with him until their friends left. Maybe she should quit drinking altogether. How could she have ended up sleeping with Cha Woo-jae of all people? Sleeping with Cha Woo-jae…

Standing under the shower with hot water pouring down, Yi-jin splashed her face repeatedly. Thanks to Seon-hwa, what was supposed to be a simple trim ended up with all her pubic hair shaved off, leaving her feeling awkward whenever she looked down.

She should’ve known better when Seon-hwa, full of mischief, had dragged her to her regular waxing shop, stifling giggles all the way.
She swore she thought it was just a minor trim. Who could’ve predicted that Seon-hwa, in cahoots with the waxing shop owner, would have her leave completely bare?

What was worse was that Woo-jae had spent all night kissing and sucking at her newly smooth mound, leaving her red and sore.

“With this mess, I can’t even go to the bathhouse anymore.”

The memory of Woo-jae marking his territory on her body made her shiver as she finished her shower.

Still sore between her legs, Yi-jin hobbled out of the bathroom, got dressed, and surveyed her room.

The room, which had been a mess of fluids and condoms until the early hours of the morning, was now spotless. Whether it was good or bad luck, it seemed that Woo-jae had cleaned up before she woke up.

As she entered the living room, the rich smell of seaweed soup filled the house.

“Woo-jae, why are you all dressed up in a suit so early in the morning?” Seon-hwa asked.

Woo-jae answered casually, “I have to stop by the office for a bit this afternoon.”

“Ah, busy as always. But did you make all this?”
Yi-jin sat next to Woo-jae, glancing awkwardly at her friends as she tried to assess the situation.
“So, why are you guys here without any notice?”
“Your sister Ha-jin called us early this morning to say it’s your birthday. But she hasn’t shown up yet,” Seon-hwa explained.

So, Woo-jae wasn’t lying when he said Ha-jin had called them. When Yi-jin glanced at him, he arched an eyebrow as if to say, “See?”

“But why were you sleeping in so late on your birthday?” Seon-hwa asked.

“Oh, I, um, had to work late last night…” Yi-jin mumbled, unable to meet anyone’s gaze.

“Worked late? What about your date from yesterday?” Seon-hwa asked, leaning closer to the table.

Suddenly, all eyes were on Yi-jin. She could feel Woo-jae’s hot gaze burning into her, even without looking his way, and her face flushed.

“Well, something came up at work, so I had to cancel it.”

“Really? So, you didn’t get to use any of that, huh?” Seon-hwa asked, giggling to herself. She assumed Woo-jae and Ho-min wouldn’t understand the innuendo. Yi-jin felt like her whole body was heating up in embarrassment.

I did use it, so please just shut up already!
“Did Woo-jae really cook this seaweed soup?” Yi-jin quickly changed the subject, taking a bite of the soup.

As soon as the food touched her mouth, her stomach growled. After spending the night rolling around like wild animals, it was no wonder she was starving.

“Happy birthday, Yi-jin,” Seon-hwa said, handing her a gift. Inside the pretty envelope was a ticket for ten sessions of full-body waxing. Yi-jin, her face reddening again, quickly shoved the ticket under her seat, afraid Woo-jae might see it.

“Since when did you guys start celebrating my birthday like this?” she asked.

Ho-min chimed in, “Well, we couldn’t really do anything while you were studying for the bar exam.”

Seon-hwa agreed, “Yeah, we thought you’d rot away in the library forever. We were hoping you’d finally start dating, but… So, are you not going to see that guy again?”

“…”

Woo-jae, noticing Yi-jin’s hesitation, smiled calmly.

“Answer her, Seo Yi-jin. I’m curious, too,” he teased.

“I’m not seeing him again.”

“You told Seon-hwa you were lonely, didn’t you? Why not give it a shot?”

The shameless question from Woo-jae made Yi-jin bite her lip. How could he be so brazen?

But she couldn’t afford to upset him. They had slept together, but she was the one who didn’t want this getting out. So, she had no choice but to play along.

“No matter how lonely I get, I can’t just go out with anyone.”

“Exactly. You shouldn’t go out with ‘just anyone’ when you’re lonely.”

Woo-jae emphasized the words “just anyone” as if making a point.

As the four of them continued eating, the door opened, and Ha-jin entered, her arms full of food. It seemed she had been running late because she had gone out to buy a lot of things.

“Oh, everyone’s here already?”

“Hi, sis!” Seon-hwa greeted.

“Hey, noona! You’re finally here,” Ho-min added.
Ha-jin smiled awkwardly as she ruffled Yi-jin’s hair.

“Sorry, I totally forgot it was your birthday. It popped into my head just before I fell asleep last night. You’ll understand when you have kids; my memory isn’t what it used to be.”

“Since when did you guys start celebrating my birthday? This feels so out of the blue.”

Though Yi-jin was grateful for everyone celebrating her birthday now that she was a lawyer, she couldn’t shake the discomfort she felt.

Just sitting in the chair caused a deep, persistent ache between her legs, and being seated next to Cha Woo-jae, after the steamy night they’d had, was making her feel like she was losing her mind. They were used to seeing each other every day, but now, even his breathing felt unbearably awkward.

“Who made the seaweed soup?”

“I did,” Woo-jae answered.

Ha-jin smiled at Woo-jae, who had prepared the birthday meal for her sister. That sneaky Cha Woo-jae, she thought. In front of my family, he’s always so well-mannered and polite—it’s almost fake.

“Wow, Woo-jae, is there anything you can’t do?”

“No,” Woo-jae replied calmly.

Yi-jin swallowed hard. It was just a casual conversation, but her mind was in the gutter.

Why did her thoughts immediately drift back to last night when Ha-jin said Woo-jae could do anything?

“I also brought japchae and galbi, so dig in,” Ha-jin said, setting the homemade dishes on the table.

The table was piled with delicious food, but Yi-jin couldn’t enjoy a single bite.