10 rules of a Secretary chapter 78- MATURE

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As he massaged my rear, he pressed his now fully erect shaft against me, rubbing it over my entrance.

“I’m still not satisfied.”

“T-That’s… it’s because it’s morning…”

“No, that’s not it. It’s because I’m still young.”

Is two years younger still considered young? I instinctively shook my head.

“No, that’s not true. You’re an adult, sir. You should know how to control yourself. Besides, the sun is up. Doing this in broad daylight… it’s… it’s beastly!”

“Yula, you seem to be forgetting something…”

He kissed my shoulder before reaching over to open the drawer of the bedside table.

The moment his weight lifted, I tried to escape, but his hand quickly pressed down on my waist, pinning me in place.

Tears welled up in my eyes at the thought of being back in the same position again.

“I’m in my prime. A day or two isn’t enough for me.”

“No, no, sir. I’m sure you’re already satisfied. Just, please, do it by yourself… ugh…”

Something slick and warm was poured between my buttocks, and the scent of rosewood filled the air.

Pressing my face into the bed, I breathed in the refreshing, soft fragrance.

A shiver ran down my spine as I braced for what was coming.

He spread my cheeks wide as the oil dripped down past my entrance.

I clenched instinctively, and the movement caused my entrance to pulse.

“And it’s not broad daylight. It’s 6 PM. Families in Canada are probably having dinner by now, enjoying time together.”

“Then… you should be… spending… time with your family… too.”

“Mm, that’s what I’m doing. Spending time with you.”

He probably thought of our company as his family.

He held one of my cheeks open, teasing my entrance with the head of his cock.

His movements were agonizingly slow, as if testing my patience.

“Your little hole keeps pulsing. Is it hungry?”

“Please… ugh… stop talking…”

The lewd sounds only grew louder, and I felt my face flush even more.

I could feel the desperate pulsing of my entrance, almost as if it truly was hungry for him.

I braced myself, my body trembling in anticipation for the moment he would enter me.

“Unless you’re a child who can’t control their lust, please, just…!”

“I was a child. Didn’t you know?”

“Sir, please… ah…!”

Just as my entrance relaxed, ready for him, he thrust inside all at once.

With my legs squeezed together, the tight walls of my insides were pierced through.

I held my breath, burying my face into the sheets.

The warm air I exhaled hit the fabric and bounced back against my cheeks.

The rhythmic slapping of his hips against my rear echoed through the room. His balls slapped against me with each thrust.

Huffing and groaning, I tried to suppress my moans, but his hand slipped beneath my neck, turning my head to the side.

His thick fingers pushed into my mouth, and instinctively, I licked them.

Trying not to bite down, I focused all my willpower into pushing him away with my tongue.

“You’re so wet, both up here and down there… ngh… what do I do?”

“S-stop… ngh, please…!”

Wet, sticky sounds came from both ends of my body.

My vision blurred as I trembled with overwhelming pleasure.

Even though I hadn’t done much, my walls tightened on their own.

His cock retreated slightly, the friction causing my body to burn with need.

His fingers, which had filled my mouth, left with a wet pop.

They traveled back to my rear, spreading me wide once more before thrusting deep inside.

A moan escaped me, unbidden.

The once pristine white sheets were now a crumpled mess, much like the state of my mind.

My toes and fingers curled from the reactions spreading deep from inside my body.

The slapping sound of flesh hitting flesh mixed with the wet sound.

Every time the tip of his glans pressed tightly against the deepest part of my inner walls, I had to catch my breath.

As the pleasure intensified, the wet sound echoed from my stretched opening.

“Hik! Ha-uh, euh, ng…!”

Each time he thrust into me with a hard smack, saliva spilled from the corners of my mouth.

I felt like my eyes would roll back.

After being pushed to the limit the day before, my body had become so sensitive that just his touch was enough to make me feel everything.

I couldn’t think of anything.

It was as if this moment was all that existed. I let myself be swept away, solely accepting the sensations.

Was sex always this good?

“Ha-uh…!”

As he continued to thrust upward, my mind turned blank.

Squish, squish.

The sound of him entering me was unbearably lewd and erotic.

When I grabbed the bedsheet with trembling hands, he caught my wrist and leaned down.

“You’re beautiful, Yul-ah.”

His sweet words made me cry out.

He kissed my cheek, then lifted his body again.

His movements suddenly halted as he tried to pull out of my walls quickly.

Instinctively, I clenched my lower abdomen and shook my head.

Desperate for more stimulation, I scrunched my face, my lips trembling as if I was about to cry.

“Don’t go, don’t go, Do… yo…”

Despite my plea, his swollen glans pulled out, and he turned my body, holding my legs.

His firm, sweat-covered chest was flushed red from the sunset light.

He lifted one leg and immediately pierced my open entrance.

My relaxed, dripping body tightened around his shaft, as if nibbling on it.

“Ahhk…!”

“I must be out of my mind, taking you out in public like this.”

He cursed lowly, kissing my calf as he pounded into me.

Covering my mouth with both arms, I shook uncontrollably with his every movement.

“Euh, hu, ahh!”

Every time he pushed through my inner walls and mercilessly pressed into me with his thick glans, a deep, crushing pain spread through my insides.

Caught between pleasure and pain, my body finally tipped to one side, my toes curling as my vision turned white.

The pain turned into pleasure, weighing down my entire body.

My tear-filled eyes, already warm, were now overflowing with wetness.

Whether from pleasure or pain, I shook and cried.

He lifted my thigh and moved faster, no longer holding back. His harsh thrusts gave no space for relaxation.

As he drove his thick, hard shaft into me, I grabbed the bedsheet and sobbed.

The force with which he thrust into me made it feel like my stomach would split open.

“Huh, ahh, huhhk! Ahhk, ugh…!”

As darkness swallowed my vision, I felt like I was plummeting from a high cliff, my toes instinctively clenching.

Crying, I tried to cling to him, tensing my thighs, but my body wouldn’t listen.

I gasped for breath and wept as his stiff member thrust deep inside me.

“Ah, ahhh…!”

My body trembled as the warmth flooded deep within me, soaking my inner walls, which gladly accepted his semen.

For a long while, he continued releasing his semen inside me.

After pulling out slightly, he quickly thrust back in.

“Huu, hik…!”

Just as swiftly as his thick rod had entered, it slipped out.

“Euhh, hng… ugh…”

As my limp body lay sprawled, Han Doha pulled me into his arms, planting kiss after kiss on my shoulder.

“Yul-ah.”

“Ha, huuh… yes…”

I managed to answer, but the response came faintly from my swollen tongue.

He gently patted my back, continuing to kiss my shoulder and neck.

I blinked slowly, listening to the sound of his kisses.

Each time I caught my breath, his semen seeped out of my still-open hole.

The slow, dripping sensation felt strange and unfamiliar.

With my face buried against his chest, I let my eyes take in the last bits of the sunset.

Worries about the suppressant flickered in my mind, but I quickly buried those thoughts.

Whatever happens, happens.

That was my state of mind.

Quietly nestled in his arms, I tightly shut my eyes.

Maybe I could just ignore it and let it slide.

How will this ambiguous relationship end?

Is he really seeing me fully?

A fear, like a rising tide, washed over me.

I found myself wanting to confirm his tenderness, again and again.

“I’m not just your sex partner, CEO.”

“Mm, let’s go with that.”

His soft voice made me cry again.

Then why are you treating me so well?

If you can’t even make the distinction, why are you being so kind?

Whether it was from the emotional lump forming in my chest or from the heat between us, every time my skin touched his, tears welled up again.

As I shifted, Han Doha pulled me closer, hugging me tightly and continuing to pat my back.

His kindness only made me feel more feverish.

I let out a heavy breath, closed my eyes, and quietly felt the gentle rhythm of his touch.

The scent of rosewood in the air calmed me.

Standing in front of the mirror, I let out a sigh.

Even the slightest movement made my entire body ache. In the clean reflection of the mirror, I saw a body covered in red and blue marks.

Wearing only a thin summer gown that clung to my body, I raised a trembling hand and peeked inside. Bite marks ran from my waist to my hips.

My chest and stomach were full of red and purple bruises.

My neck was in even worse condition.

I pulled the gown down to my elbows and saw the deep, gnawed marks on both sides of my neck.

My nipples, which had been sucked and bitten at every moment, were swollen and throbbing.

Lightly grazing them with my fingers made them sting.

“Ahh… It hurts…”

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