10 rules of a Secretary chapter 80- MATURE

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“Please, just go… Please, leave me alone… just for a moment…”

I mumbled as I barely opened my eyes to the soft sensation pressing against my back.

Han Doha was staring at me, his fingers lightly tracing the reddened patches of my skin.

His fingers brushed over my erect nipples, and as he pressed them gently, I trembled uncontrollably.

He spoke again.

“There are only two ways to deal with a heat.”

“Huh, uh… ngh…”

“One, you take in an Alpha’s pheromones as much as you can…”

Heat, Alpha, pheromones. Hearing those three words made my breath catch in my throat.

My whole body started shaking, fear rising up like bile.

He found out. That thought alone sent my mind into a whirlwind.

I tried to lift my arms to push him away, but my hands, drenched in his scent, could only weakly scratch at him.

“Please…!”

At the same time, the room filled with his scent.

It was a warm, comforting fragrance, overpowering the refreshing sea breeze that once filled the space.

Without realizing it, I inhaled deeply.

My overly sensitive skin absorbed his pheromones eagerly, making my body react even more intensely.

The tangled mess of my mind began to unravel.

More… I needed more of his pheromones.

“The second option is…”

I couldn’t hear the rest. My head was overheating, making it impossible to think.

My lips quivered as I reached out to grab his forearm, pulling him down.

His head lowered willingly, and I clumsily found his lips.

I kissed him hungrily, gasping for breath, as I sought the Alpha’s pheromones, biting and releasing his lips like a wild animal.

My thoughts were becoming foggy.

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I was sitting on his strong thighs, legs spread wide, gripping the headboard of the bed tightly.

He was behind me, biting my neck while holding my wrists, and then he entered me in one swift motion.

He was deeper than usual, and the moans escaped my lips before I could stop them.

“Ah, ahh! No, stop…! Ah!”

With my back arched, I had no choice but to take him in.

It felt like my insides were being churned. I moaned helplessly as his engorged length rubbed against my inner walls.

His thick head relentlessly moved against a tightly packed spot, almost tearing me apart.

Each time he pressed against my prostate, my vision blacked out and then turned white again.

“I… I can’t… ngh, it’s too much! I think I’m going to…!”

With every slap, my lower abdomen felt like it was going to burst.

The moment his hard thighs hit my backside, my body trembled violently.

The pleasure that filled me up to my head made tears pool in the corners of my eyes.

No, stop, please stop…!

Thud!

One last deep thrust sent waves of heat through my body, the overwhelming sensation of his size filling me completely.

I thought my thin abdomen might split open, and the fear of dying flashed through me as my inner walls clenched tight around him.

“No… I’m going to be… torn… ngh…”

He was biting down on my neck as he thrust deeply again, then he moved up to my ear, whispering wetly and heatedly.

“You have to say it feels good.”

“Ah, ngh… no, please, I… I’m going to… ahh!”

“Don’t tell me it doesn’t feel good while you’re biting and clawing at me.”

My mouth opened involuntarily.

I couldn’t close it, and the saliva that pooled in my mouth mixed with my tears, dripping down my chin.

I rubbed my cheek against the wall, trying to move as far away from him as possible, but the more I moved, the deeper he thrust.

“Ahh…!”

His swollen length withdrew and then re-entered, crushing against my prostate again.

My lower abdomen tightened as something hot filled me deep inside.

“Ahh… ahh…!”

My thighs trembled as my body slowly collapsed.

I knelt on the bed, barely holding myself up with my arms against the wall.

My back arched as I trembled, my eyes landing on the sticky fluid that had dripped onto the floor.

I slowly blinked, feeling the wetness from between my legs drip down my thighs, the sensation sharp due to how far apart they were spread.

It’s over, I thought as I panted weakly.

I’d lost count of how many times.

The last time I could remember was the fifth.

Now, I didn’t have anything left to give, and my release was nothing but a thin, watery fluid.

I heard his heavy breathing behind me, as if he was trying to calm himself down.

Finally, it was truly over.

For the first time, sex had ended while I was still somewhat in my right mind. I rested my forehead against the wall, breathing heavily.

My whole body trembled uncontrollably.

I felt so weak that I thought I might collapse if anyone even touched me.

The heat that had threatened to consume me had mostly dissipated.

Though my body still felt warm, I was coherent enough to think, and I believed I could manage if I just took a suppressant.

Despite being exhausted, I felt strangely satisfied, as if I’d been completely filled by his pheromones.

His length slowly withdrew, and the thick mixture of semen and fluids dripped down from my open hole.

My thighs trembled uncontrollably.

“Yul-ah.”

“Huh…?”

He stepped back slightly and grabbed my ankle, twisting my body around.

The soft mattress shook briefly as I fell onto my back.

I struggled to catch my breath, my eyes catching sight of his massive erection at the edge of my vision, and I swallowed nervously.

“Does it look appetizing?”

“Sir… I… I can’t… I really can’t anymore…”

“To fully end your heat, we have to keep going. Otherwise, it’ll build up, and you’ll explode.”

“No… no more… if I… ngh, I just… I just came…!”

His fully erect length plunged back into my overly stretched, slick hole.

The sudden intrusion made my walls clench tightly around him.

My back arched as my hips jerked upward, the remnants of my last orgasm splattering as his head pushed through the tight entrance.

At the same time, my head tilted back, and my waist bent deeply.

Tension gripped me from the inside of my thighs down to my toes, curling them tightly.

My whole body shook violently, as if in spasms.

Sound scattered far away, and a ringing filled my ears. My vision went black, and I could barely exhale.

The breath escaping from the tip of my tongue felt unusually sticky and hot.

“…Ha.”

“Ah, ugh… Mm, uh…”

“You always bite down so tightly…”

My vision spun before slowly returning to focus.

I waved my hand, trying to push the blanket away.

My eyes drifted downward at the sound of the wet fabric beneath my palm, accompanied by a squelching noise.

My still-twitching member was leaking fluid.

It was clear and odorless, but too thin to be called semen.

What the hell is that?

“You always manage to cut it off right when I’m about to explode.”

“This… this…”

With trembling hands, I gently stroked the soaked blanket.

Did I really wet the bed…?

At my age?

I could feel the color drain from my face.

“I… I wanted to go to the bathroom…”

“It’s okay, you can pee if you need to.”

As Han Doha’s member slowly slipped out of me, my body involuntarily clenched and then relaxed.

I didn’t even have time to process the discomfort of being filled.

The blanket, still wet, triggered a surge of sorrow, and tears began to spill.

“I told you… Hic, I said no… I told you I needed to go to the bathroom…”

How old am I now…?

Shouldn’t I just die of embarrassment for wetting myself during sex?

I squeezed my eyes shut and turned my head, feeling tears stream down my face.

Damn it, this isn’t what I signed up for.

I started sobbing uncontrollably.

“Hic, I… damn it… I said no…”

The hot tears that welled up in my eyes soaked the blanket even further.

I wriggled, trying to escape from him, but my body wouldn’t cooperate.

“Yul-ah.”

“Hic, ugh… sob…”

Han Doha sat me upright and pulled me into his arms.

As I buried my face into his chest, a guttural, animalistic sob escaped my throat.

He began patting my back, soothing me like one would calm a child.

His gentle touch only made the flood of emotions crash harder.

“I told you… I said I couldn’t…”

“It’s okay. It’s fine. People can wet themselves during sex, especially in heat.”

His blunt words showed no sign of consideration.

Pressing my face against his warm skin, I slowly glanced sideways.

The dark sea swallowed up by the night stretched out before me.

Yeah, I should just jump.

One embarrassment is enough for a lifetime.

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