Mudoo - Chapter 65

His tongue slipped past her lips, tracing every tender corner, stroking her palate. Seula exhaled, a thin moan spilling out. Tae-shin murmured against her mouth.

“You really do have a way of bewitching people.”

“I’ve never once tried to.”

“Seems to me you’re doing it plenty now.”

A throbbing ache pressed under his sternum. He pried her lips apart again, plunging deeper, tangling their tongues until he drew hers in, sucking down every trace of saliva pooling in the corners. He pushed until his tongue brushed her throat.

As she panted for breath, his hand crept higher from her waist. Lifting aside the flimsy barrier of her bra, he found the soft swell of her br3ast. Both hands closed around her chest, squeezing full handfuls.

“Ahh—!”

Heat filled his palms as he kneaded, tugging her bra upward to bare more flesh. Her n1pples, stiff and peaked, brushed between his fingers.

“So this is why you were too distracted, huh?” His teeth caught her bottom lip, tugging as he questioned her. “You said you didn’t have the time to look closely. Because you were too busy screwing me in this very study, right?”

Her hazy eyes trembled, too loose to deny. He didn’t need an answer. The thought that he’d once had her here already stirred a bitter jealousy—at his own past self.

“How many times did we fvck? How often?”

“You don’t ask things like that.”

“Is it because you lost count?”

“No, that’s not—ahh!”

His fingers twisted her n1pple and she cried out, head thrown back. His knee slid sharply between her thighs, holding her open as he rolled her n1pples in circles. Desire burned to see her face twisted in pleasure, not just her back pressed to him.

Rubbing himself against her ass gave some satisfaction, but not enough. He wanted all of her.

“Aren’t you hot? Should I strip this off for you?”

In one swift move he yanked her T-shirt off and spun her to face him. Finally, her flushed cheeks and heavy-lidded eyes filled his view. His chest ached with the sight.

“Not fair if I’m the only one undressed,” she dared, her voice sharper than before.

His mouth curved slyly as he tossed his own shirt aside. Running a hand through his messy hair, he grabbed her waist again, eyes drinking her in. Her br3asts, fuller than he’d expected, glowed faintly red at the tips.

She bit her lip, restless. His tongue traced his own lips. Silence thickened.

“How long are you going to just stare?”

“Just a little longer.”

Pre-cum leaked steadily into his pants, throbbing. She smirked.

“You look like you don’t know where to start devouring me.”

“Exactly. I can’t even tell front from back right now. Tell me, how did I do it before?”

She pursed her lips as though thinking, then answered short.

“Depended on the time.”

Fvck. Just how much did we do?

His mouth descended, swallowing her br3ast whole. His tongue dragged across soft skin, sucking her n1pple into his mouth, teeth grazing around the tip.

Seula clutched his shoulder, moaning. “Haa—asking when you’re just going to… ahh…”

Slurping sounds filled the study as he suckled greedily, arms locking around her, burying his face between her br3asts. One hand roamed her waist while his mouth worked relentlessly, licking, biting, sucking. His low growl rumbled as he yanked her sweatpants down, shoving his hand into her panties. Her wetness was immediate, slick sounds filling his ears.

“And all this time you pretended to be calm?”

She didn’t answer. Spreading her folds, his finger brushed her swollen cl!t. She shut her eyes tight as his middle finger circled it.

“How do I know where to find this, even without my memories?”

“You tell me.”

“I already did. Memory’s gone, knowledge remains. And instincts never leave.”

She glanced down at him, eyes half-lidded. “So… you’ve done this with other women too, right?”

“You said not to ask things like that. Besides…”

He stroked her cl!t again and again. She bit her lip hard, holding back her moan.

“…My memory says this is my first time.”

“……”

“Doesn’t that count as virginity?”

A crooked grin tugged at his lips. She punched his shoulder, but he didn’t flinch.

“Don’t talk nonsense.”

“Then at least admit I’ve got the worse deal here.”

His fingers quickened inside her folds. Seula gasped, clutching his head.

“Ahh—hngh—ahh!”

Her body weakened, collapsing against him. He yanked her pants and panties off entirely, baring her, then freed himself. His c0ck, thick and veined, jutted hard. Seula’s eyes widened, fear flickering.

“Don’t tell me you’re still surprised to see it.”

“It’s been a while. And… every time, it shocks me.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment.”

“Still as arrogant as ever.”

He gripped her thighs, hoisting her up, pinning her against the shelf. Her legs wrapped instinctively around his waist. One hand held her hips while the other guided his fingers inside again, stretching her, watching her face twist.

“Still the same—you prep me first so I won’t get hurt.”

At that, jealousy roared up in him like fire. He crashed his mouth to hers, swallowing her tongue, growling words between bites of her lips.

“You’re too damn good at pissing me off.”

“Does that phrase always set you off, Tae-shin?”

His jaw clenched, muscles tight. Pulling his fingers free, he pressed his c0ckhead to her entrance and pushed slowly in.

“If rough is what you want, just keep talking.”

“…I take it back.”

“Giving up already?”

Her walls clamped down hard, squeezing him. His breath caught. She gripped the shelf so tightly her knuckles whitened, face undone with pleasure. His chest melted at the sight as he pushed deeper.

“Ah—ahh, slower—please, go slower…”

“Slower than this isn’t possible. Maybe he could. Not me.”

“That he is you, Tae-shin.”

“Not in my head.”

He mocked her tone with a growl. He wasn’t even halfway in yet. Clicking his tongue, he shoved until her walls swallowed him to the ridge. Her breath whooshed out.

“Good girl. Listening so well.”

“Not anymore.”

The moment she spoke, he slammed the rest of the way in. Her scream broke into the air as her back arched, pressing her br3asts to his mouth. He seized one n1pple again, sucking hard as his hips rolled.

His hands spread her ass wide, letting him thrust in and out without resistance. Flesh smacked loudly in the study, wetness splashing with every move.

“It’s—too much—too hard!”

“Endure it.”

His growls tangled with her breathless moans, filling the air like a storm.