Concentrating on stabbing and rubbing only the sensitive spots, I couldn’t handle the surging pleasure. My bright red heated head was beyond becoming mush and felt like it would explode.
“Ugh. Stop, stop…”
It was too hard to feel so much, so without realizing I put strength in my arms embracing Rashanin’s shoulders and clung to him.
“It’s okay. Unhyuk.”
Contrary to the sweet words saying it was okay, his actions were nothing like that. Every time Rashanin pressed down, current flowed along my back. My mouth opened involuntarily. I bit my lips to hold back the moans flowing out pathetically, and Rashanin kissed me.
“Don’t hold back.”
The moans were swallowed directly into Rashanin’s mouth. The kiss was both soft and relentlessly persistent. Saliva dripped down my chin, but neither of us cared. With my waist bent so far that my knees touched my chest, tears welled up from the pleasure being forced upon me. My blurred vision shook, and finally tears streamed down. Rashanin licked the tears clean.
“Salty.”
“Of course it’s… nngh.”
The moment I opened my mouth to yell that of course tears are salty, Rashanin thrust deeply. Now I had no room left to think at length. Wrapped in sweat and heat, all I could do was sob and writhe.
“Ah! Aah! Hngh. Ngh.”
The sensation of climax rose up. At the same time Rashanin pushed in hard, he bit my nape. At the cool sensation, something burst inside my heated head. My body trembled with intense pleasure, and Rashanin, who had taken a short breath, grabbed my waist with both hands and thrust up powerfully, then soon stopped moving and stiffened his body. I shuddered at the feeling of something hot surging, then collapsed onto the bed.
In the afterglow of climax, I felt languid from head to toe. Feeling the man’s weight, I slowly regained my senses. Even with my dazed head, I could smell the sticky scent of sex. My face somehow heated up, so I rubbed it against Rashanin’s shoulder.
It was the first time I’d been rolled around in bed for four consecutive nights. Even knowing full well that I’d wake up in the morning clutching my waist and groaning, I felt like an idiot for helplessly falling for Rashanin’s seduction. Just as I was sighing inwardly that everything was flowing completely at Rashanin’s pace, soft lips touched my neck and ear. I got goosebumps all over at the sensation of being licked lengthily with his wet, hot tongue. Trembling, I unintentionally squeezed tight around the man’s member that still hadn’t withdrawn from inside me.
“Don’t squeeze.”
I choked up for a moment at Rashanin’s amused murmur.
“Who’s squeezing?”
“You are.”
“Then don’t lick me.”
“Like this?”
The nasty man always did what you told him not to do. This time he bit my ear lightly. Because I was pinned under his firm body, I couldn’t escape and could only tremble helplessly. Based on the pattern from yesterday and the day before, it was clear Rashanin intended to do it just like this.
“How about… showing some restraint?”
“Hm?”
Rashanin, who had just been kissing me, looked at me as if asking what absurd thing I was saying.
“At this rate, my body won’t be able to take it.”
“From just this much? You’re more fragile than you look.”
“I swear my stamina is above average. You’re the one who’s… ngh.”
I wanted to retort that he was the one who was relentless, but Rashanin slowly pulled his hips back. At the feeling of something pulling out with a wet sound, I couldn’t help but frown and bite down on my teeth.
“I let you rest all morning.”
The man who was slowly inserting again whispered cheekily. Just as Rashanin said, I was resting without doing anything, but the pain there couldn’t be solved with sleep.
“You know this is really too much, right?”
“Of course I know.”
I could feel with my whole body that Rashanin, who was nuzzling my nape, was laughing silently. Just as my body was gradually heating up at the man’s somehow ticklish and blatant caresses, electronic beeping sounds pierced my ears from somewhere.
We both paused to listen to what the sound was, and just as we were about to let it go, the beeping sounded again.
“What’s that sound?”
“It sounds like a message notification.”
“A message?”
“I think it’s yours, Rashanin-ssi.”
My phone’s notification was soft music. Since Rashanin had gotten a latest model smartphone, his phone had never rung even once. Unbelievable as it was, it seemed his was ringing. Just as I was thinking it was strange, the message notification sounded for the third time. It was subtly irritating to just ignore.
“How annoying.”
Perhaps thinking the same thing, Rashanin slowly sat up. I clenched my fists, enduring the feeling of his member withdrawing—a completely different sensation from during sex. Then Rashanin placed his hand on my fist and whispered sultrily.
“Don’t be disappointed. I’ll fill you up again soon.”
Whatever this man had eaten, he was too good at saying embarrassingly lewd things. As I buried my reddened face in the sheets, Rashanin laughed and kissed my cheek.
Meanwhile the notification sounded again. Only then did Rashanin click his tongue and pull away. At the timing when the sound of tissues being pulled and rustling stopped, I sneakily turned my head and glanced sideways at Rashanin searching for his phone.
Despite being naked, the man standing there confidently boasted perfect proportions. Though he had scars that didn’t suit his pure white skin—he’d said they were from the battlefield in his youth—his delicate muscles and long limbs looked like a magnificent sculpture. Being the same sex made me even more envious. He really is exceptional. I was acknowledging what needed to be acknowledged when I caught sight of Rashanin’s face crumpling as he checked his phone.
Huh? That’s strange. Did he get a spam text?
I was curious what it was. As I hesitated for a moment, wondering if I should ask what it was, my eyes met with Rashanin’s as he looked back at me with furrowed brows. The displeasure that had flashed in his eyes soon subsided.
“Bad news?”
I asked, choosing neutral words. Answering ambiguously with “well,” Rashanin approached and grabbed my neck, pressing his lips to mine. As our tongues intertwined and the kiss deepened, Rashanin slowly stroked from my belly to my thighs, wet with semen. Heat rose again at his intense touch.
“I have something to ask.”
Rashanin, who had finally separated his lips after a while, whispered alluringly.
“What did you talk about with Elisabeth during the day?”
It wasn’t a question suited to the situation, so I was puzzled. I caught my breath and looked at the man right in front of my nose.
“What’s the matter?”
“I feel like there’s something you didn’t tell me?”
“…?”
“It’s no use looking at me with innocent eyes, Unhyuk. I received this, you see.”
Just as I was wondering what he meant while kissing, Rashanin held out his phone that had been on the nightstand toward me.
With a few gestures, an English message appeared on the screen.
[Your Excellency.]
[You know we have similar tastes, don’t you?]
[Try not to lose him. E.]
A sigh escaped. I’d deliberately not brought it up to Rashanin, but my efforts had gone to waste. I’d thought maybe it would pass without saying anything, but to expose it like this. And at this hour, no less. Elisabeth had a bad personality too.
“It doesn’t seem like you simply talked about a watch.”
Though there was a smile on Rashanin’s lips, his eyes shone fiercely, pressuring me to spit out the truth. With this, I couldn’t insist nothing had happened.
“Actually, Elisabeth-ssi made me a scout offer. She said she’d hire me as her secretary.”
“Ha. So you’re weighing your options?”
Though I’d spoken with difficulty, Rashanin snorted and misunderstood on his own. I choked up for a moment. Just as I was about to shout that I wasn’t weighing options, Rashanin kissed me as if he’d devour me.
Only after I was gasping for lack of breath did Rashanin separate his lips. Then he thrust his handsome face right in front of my nose and growled in a low voice.
“Don’t. The Princess is famous for her greed. She has a lot going on. She greedily gathers talented people but works them too brutally. I guarantee that if you work with her, you’ll definitely be buried under a mountain of work.”
Christmas and Christmas Eve, and one week of vacation. Elisabeth had made it clear that out of 365 days in a year, there were only exactly 9 days off. Still, she pays that much money.
Rashanin bit my cheek as if urging an answer. I pulled my head back slightly.
“If the salary is proportional to that, wouldn’t it be worth considering?”
“What did Elisabeth offer to make you say that?”
“$340,000 and a house in Berlin. And bonuses are separate.”
“She’s determined. Really greedy too.”
Rashanin, who had been clicking his tongue, showered kisses around my eyes. At the ticklish feeling, I closed my eyes and tried to pull my body back, but he pushed me down and I fell onto the bed. I got goosebumps at the feeling of bare skin touching. Still, I gave up even squirming since Rashanin was pressing down on me.
“I’ll give you double what the Princess offered. Bonuses and a mansion of course, and I won’t work you brutally like the Princess.”
“…I’ll think about it.”
Even I didn’t know why I answered that I’d think about it rather than refusing. I wasn’t going to accept either way. But Rashanin’s eyebrow twitched as if he didn’t like it. He stared at me for a moment with eyes asking what to do about this, then bit my lower lip lightly. While doing so, he pressed suggestively below where we were touching. Heat flared up.
