New Normal - Chapter 54

His thick shaft and broad, blunt tip were slick—drenched like they’d just been dipped in cum.
Even after coming once, he hadn’t softened in the slightest. If anything, his c0ck looked even harder now, standing proud and firm. The dark patch of hair around his base was a mess, sticky and tangled with his own release.

Jisoo’s thighs trembled uncontrollably, her body twisting slightly as she struggled to keep still.
She couldn’t bring herself to pull her hand away from between her legs. And her other hand, with those slender fingers—she kept rolling her n1pple between them, unable to stop.

“Ugh… Juwon… Nnnh.”

His gaze lingered obsessively, flicking back and forth between her soaked thighs and her perked-up n1pples. As he tore open a new condom and slid it on, his brows furrowed.

“Don’t cover yourself.”

“Huh? Haa… how?”

Jisoo looked like she was about to cry, and Juwon couldn’t hold back anymore. He stepped in, grabbing her thighs with a firm grip and spreading them wide. In the next second, his face was buried between her legs.

“Ah—!”

Jisoo, who’d been squeezing her own chest like it might burst, quickly pulled her hands away and reached for his hair. Whether she was trying to pull him closer or push him away, even she couldn’t tell.

“Ah… nghh! Ugh… ah!”

The room was filled with wet, sticky sounds of lips pulling away from skin, ragged breaths, and the shaky moans that slipped out like quiet sobs.

Chae Juwon was relentless. He teased her entrance with the tip of his tongue, then wrapped his lips around her swollen cl!t, sucking and flicking, while his soaked fingers slipped inside her again and again, pressing deep against her sensitive walls.

Tears streamed down Jisoo’s cheeks as her body twisted and writhed, breath coming in ragged gasps. The overwhelming pleasure—still unfamiliar, yet slowly becoming addictively familiar—made unintelligible moans tumble from her lips.

She had no idea how many of his fingers were inside her now. All she could feel was the slick heat filling her up.
Her toes curled, and her soaked core began to throb, the pleasure so sharp it almost hurt. Just as it became too much to handle, Jisoo threw her head back and screamed.

“Ahhh!”

A wave of pleasure spread from deep in her belly, shooting up her spine and hitting her like a jolt to the head. It felt like free-falling off a cliff, dragged under by a crashing wave with no escape. Her lower abdomen clenched violently, and something warm and wet gushed out from between her legs, unstoppable and overwhelming.

Jisoo gasped, her mouth hanging open, tears streaking her face. Her ears were ringing, and the world blurred around her. The high didn’t fade—it tore through her, setting every nerve ending on fire, making every inch of her feel painfully, almost unbearably alive. Her whole body trembled, caught in the aftershocks.

“Haa…!”

Juwon gripped her calves and thrust into her in one swift, ruthless motion. The impact knocked the breath from her chest—it was deep, almost punishing. He filled her completely, hitting a place inside she didn’t know existed.

He was too big. Too deep. Her breath hitched at her throat as her body reeled, trembling with every pulse of him inside her.

“Haa… haah… ngh…”

“You like it?” Juwon asked with a teasing grin, rotating his hips slowly while still buried inside her.

Jisoo shook her head wildly. She had no sense of direction anymore—up, down, left, right—everything blurred into one overwhelming sensation. The shape of him inside her was maddening, dragging along her inner walls, making her body spasm again and again.

“I said… do you like it?” he whispered.

And when he pulled out only to slam back in, all thoughts vanished, burned away by that white-hot rush of pleasure.

He pressed in harder, like he wanted to reach even deeper, and Jisoo twisted under him, helpless, like a fish caught on a spear.

“Nngh… ah, yes—yes…”

She could barely form words, but her body said everything. Juwon just smiled, clearly satisfied.
Jisoo was already close to collapsing, but he showed no signs of slowing down.
Each time his thick length slammed into her, her neck strained, tendons standing out as she arched and gasped.

“Ah! Ahhh—haah!”

“Jisoo… Shin Jisoo…” He groaned her name again and again, like he was possessed.

The pleasure was too much—too sharp, too wild. Her legs splayed wide, her mouth hung open, drooling, as her body bounced with each powerful thrust. Moans spilled from her lips, mixed with the wet, obscene sound of skin meeting skin. Even the air around them felt thick, humid with heat and sweat.

He kept going, over and over, driving into her with an unrelenting rhythm that made her soaked body writhe. It was too much—every nerve in her body was screaming. Her lower stomach tensed again, vision blurring with tears.

This wasn’t like the first time. This was rougher, deeper, more intense. She reached down, trying to shield herself, trying to find something to hold onto—but it was useless.

“Ah—Juwon, f-fvck—ah!”

“You like it, huh? Feels good?”

He teased, grinding his hips as he reached between them and pressed down hard on her cl!t. Jisoo’s body seized up, her walls clenching helplessly around him.

He moved with a hunger that left no room for thought—just sensation. He pushed in shallow at first, stroking along her most sensitive spots, then buried himself deep, making her cry out all over again.

“Mm—mmph! Ahh!”

He filled her up completely, hitting her sweet spot over and over. Jisoo bit down on her lip, eyes shut tight. She couldn’t tell if it was her body shaking or the entire world.

Then he slammed back in, all the way to the base—and her eyes flew open. His jaw clenched, muscles tense, dark eyes burning with greed. Everything blurred—his face, the light, the room—like a stuttering reel stuck on repeat.

Another thrust, deep enough to punch the breath out of her. She grabbed the sheets, toes curled, shoulders pulled tight. Her back arched instinctively, chest rising, hips lifting.

“Ahhh!”

A raw cry tore from her throat as the orgasm ripped through her. It hit her like a crashing wave, swallowing her whole and leaving nothing but shattered pieces in its wake.

“Haa…”

Her body shook in small, involuntary spasms, pleasure rolling through her like she was floating just below the surface of water. Juwon grabbed her ankle, pressed in again, and crushed her against him with his chest. Jisoo screamed—but the sound was swallowed by his mouth.

“Mm—mm, ah…”

Their tongues tangled messily as he held her close, hips rolling in deep, desperate circles. It wasn’t rough—it was needy, almost feverish. He wasn’t done. Not even close. His breath was ragged, and he started moving faster again.

“Jisoo… so good. Shin Jisoo…”

“Juwon—please—mmph, stop, I—ah!”

She couldn’t take it anymore. The aftershocks from her climax left her so sensitive she couldn’t even keep up.All she could do was gasp, choke out breathless moans, and tense up again as another wave built too quickly.

The relentless squeeze of her inner walls finally pushed Juwon to his edge. He cursed under his breath, jaw clenched tight. And then—he thrust up hard. Jisoo’s eyes went unfocused, her pupils blown wide as he shuddered violently, still buried deep inside her.

With a trembling groan, he crushed their mouths together, shoving his tongue deep into her open mouth.

Half in, half out, he moved his hips slowly, savoring the high as if trying to leave every last bit of himself inside her.

His tongue twisted expertly with hers, and at the same time, he gave a few more gentle thrusts—pressing in, grinding softly, then nudging up deep against her cervix before slowly pulling out.

“Haa… haah… mmh… mm…”

Breathless, he held her face in both hands and sucked on her tongue.

Jisoo, dazed and trembling, wrapped her arms around his neck, her soft chest pressed tight against his muscular one. Their bodies were soaked with sweat and each other, every inch of them covered in slick heat.

And faced with this man—this greedy, devouring man—Jisoo couldn’t do anything but give herself over completely. His kiss was slow, but relentless. His lips and tongue moved with purpose, stealing her breath and leaving no space between them.

The kiss was deep and sticky, tongues tangled messily. And as it dragged on, something inside her started to unravel. It felt like she was being completely overtaken—consumed by him.

Eventually, Juwon pulled back, lips still wet, breathing uneven. In the space between their gasps, he whispered low and seductively,

“God… that felt amazing.”

Smiling, he pressed a soft kiss to her forehead. Then to the bridge of her nose. Her temple. Her lips. Again and again, featherlight kisses landed across her face like rain—so tender, so warm, they made her dizzy.

Jisoo clung to the fading edges of consciousness, barely aware of whether she nodded or spoke. It all felt like a dream.

“Did it hurt? I meant to take it easy, but… I kind of lost it,” he asked carefully.

Jisoo slowly shook her head. That one line—his quiet mix of guilt and desire—hit her in a strange, bittersweet way.

“…It was good,” she whispered.

Juwon smiled gently at her soft, broken reply. Then, lifting his weight off her, he shifted to lie down beside her.

Jisoo finally let her eyes close, her body still struggling to calm down. She thought it was over—that he’d let her rest.

She was wrong.

Still holding her close, Juwon suddenly rolled over and pulled her on top of him with ease.