10 rules of a Secretary chapter 76- MATURE

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“Ah.”

As I opened my mouth, trying to say ‘No,’ the scent of alcohol hit my lips.

I wanted to push him away, but I was stopped by his heat and the force pressing down on my wrists.

I relaxed my body and quietly accepted the kiss.

Our saliva mixed, making wet sounds. Soon, he pulled away, biting my lower lip lightly.

Each time I caught my breath, he stole it away again with another kiss, leaving me feeling dizzy.

At the edge of my vision, I could clearly see Han Doha’s firm muscles, ones I was all too familiar with.

“It’s already standing, and I haven’t even touched you.”

“Ugh, hngh…”

With a flick, he touched the tip of my erection.

Then, as if drawing, he smeared the sticky white liquid left on my stomach with slow, deliberate strokes.

The same strong, manly fingers that held the steering wheel or flipped through papers to process documents were now touching my body.

Wherever his fingertips moved, it felt like they left a red mark on my skin.

“Or perhaps…”

The fingers I had always stolen glances at gently grabbed my cock and then released it, his thumb softly gliding over the sensitive tip.

My body trembled, curling up at every point his fingers touched.

Then, he gathered my legs together and pulled down both my pajama pants and underwear in one go.

I was embarrassed by my legs being raised so high, so I covered my eyes with my arm.

“Are you already expecting what’s going to happen next?”

With my eyes covered, every sensation became clearer.

My legs were spread, his lips touched the inside of my ankle, and he slowly moved down.

Occasionally, his lips would touch my skin and pull away, making little kissing sounds that sent shivers across my flesh.

Each tender kiss made my heart pound.

His lips kept descending, eventually reaching the inside of my thigh.

Knowing where he was going to touch next, I instinctively covered my genitals with my hand.

I could feel his breath against the back of my hand.

Barely managing to move my other hand to grip the bedsheet, I pushed my hips backward.

Even though I had taken my suppressant and couldn’t detect his pheromones, I still couldn’t be sure what might happen.

The scent of his cologne filled the room, making it hard to breathe.

Trembling, I opened my mouth, my lips already quivering.

“I… I’m a beta, you know that, right?”

“Still talking about that…”

He mumbled, kissing the back of my hand before pulling away.

I heard a low sigh, and as he lifted himself up, I noticed something in his hand.

He squeezed it out with irritation.

Cold liquid spilled from his hand onto my cock.

He massaged my balls lightly with his palm, pouring more of the liquid over them before throwing the tube onto the nightstand.

As the slippery sensation trailed down between my legs, I inhaled sharply.

“Wait, this scent…”

If my nose wasn’t deceiving me, the scent was his pheromones.

My body trembled instantly.

Reflexively, I twisted my hips, feeling his slick fingers glide over the perineum and circle the entrance.

I bit my lip.

His thick fingers quickly probed the tightly closed entrance, exploring the wrinkles as if memorizing them.

My back arched as his fingers slipped inside.

“Ah!”

The thick, firm fingers doubled, filling me completely. I gasped at the unfamiliar sensation, the wet, lewd sounds echoing loudly.

Each movement of his fingers made my stomach clench.

I could feel every tremor inside me. His fingers were inside me.

‘Inside me.’

That thought made me feel as if I had just bitten into a sour lemon.

Even though I’d taken the suppressant, why…?

The question disappeared before it even fully formed in my mind.

“Ahh… ngh…”

“You’re feeling it so well… You’re so pretty, Yula.”

His fingers grazed a familiar spot, and I reflexively kicked at the blanket with my feet.

Stars burst in my vision.

“Ah, ah! Ngh…! Ugh, ha, ngh!”

Wet, obscene sounds echoed nonstop as his fingers moved.

Even though he hadn’t touched me in front, I was fully erect.

Each time my hips jerked, my cock hit my stomach, spreading pre-cum. It was a shameless sight.

Just as I was about to touch myself to relieve the tension building inside, Han Doha grabbed both my wrists, pinning them above my head.

His cock was pressed against my thigh, and his fingers remained inside me.

“Ngh, ugh… please…”

Four fingers now twisted and scissored inside me.

He pressed his palm hard against my perineum, making me unconsciously clench around him.

“Even your fingers are squeezing so tight.”

“Ngh, just… faster… please…”

Tears welled up from the overwhelming sensation, making me blink to shake them away.

I leaned in and kissed his cheek lightly as he hovered close to my face.

“Please… do it.”

“Fuck.”

He muttered a short curse near my ear.

As his fingers pulled out of me, leaving me empty, my body trembled.

I exhaled shakily, his solid body pressing close to mine.

“I got the order. I’ll deliver.”

His impatient voice, rough with tension, buzzed in my ear as his cock slowly teased my entrance.

The heat where we touched felt like it would melt me.

The anticipation of what was to come made me bite my lip, stealing glances up at him.

“CEO…”

“You don’t get to back out now when we’ve both come this far.”

“No, that’s not it…”

I reached out for him and whispered quietly.

“Hug me.”

At my words, Han Doha paused for a moment, blinking.

His chest expanded like a whale taking a deep breath before diving into the sea, and then in one swift motion, he plunged into me.

“Ahh!”

I could feel my entrance stretching, tight with no room to spare.

His heat filled me, burning as if it would set me on fire from the inside.

My inner walls clenched around him as if memorizing every vein and ridge of his cock.

He pulled out quickly, only to slam back in, making my head snap back.

The sound of skin slapping echoed as my body was pushed up the bed, but he grabbed my hips and pulled me back down.

“Ah! Ngh! Ugh! Ah!”

“Yula, you… fuck…”

“Hah, ngh! Ugh, ha… ngh!”

The slick, obscene sounds filled the air, each thrust driving me closer to the edge.

His relentless pace left me gasping, toes curling as my walls contracted around him.

I was being reshaped to fit his every movement, my hips twisting in reflex to the deep thrusts.

His movements contrasted sharply with his tender voice. Indeed, people are visual creatures.

It had been bearable when I couldn’t see, but as soon as I caught sight of the raw connection between us, my lower abdomen tensed, and my inner walls clenched tight.

Every time he drove into me heavily, my gaze stayed fixed on the point where we were joined.

The searing sensation, as though all the flesh inside was being pulled out and forcibly pushed back in, flooded my body.

“Uuh, hng, ah, ha…!”

When I finally managed to look away, I locked eyes with Han Doha.

He had been watching me the entire time, unwavering.

It was as if he was studying every little detail—when I moaned, when my face contorted, how I was feeling.

His probing gaze made my face flush with heat.

“Ah…!”

At the same time, a hard thrust made my tongue go slack.

He shifted backward, lowering my waist, which had been bent, and grabbing one of my legs, he plunged into me like a racehorse that could only see straight ahead.

“Ah! Ngh, ha! Ah…!”

The insides of my thighs trembled.

It felt like sensations were creeping between my outstretched toes.

My pelvis was crushed, and our lower bodies pressed together without a gap.

My inner walls quivered, eagerly accepting the heat inside.

I glanced down at my lower abdomen, where a boiling heat pooled, and my body went limp.

A low exhale, “Huu,” escaped. I blinked as I tried to focus on Han Doha, and felt the tears trapped in my eyes trickle down my temples.

I should wipe them away, but I didn’t have the strength.

The overwhelming pleasure wracking my body made me feel like I would lose my mind.

Panting for breath, I silently met Han Doha’s gaze.

He gently released my leg and kissed beside my knee. His tender action almost made me cry.

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