10 rules of a Secretary chapter 48- Mature

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I wasn’t sure what he meant, but I quickly shook my head, indicating a no. Then, I silently screamed as I felt the pressure of his hand.

The dampness beneath the thin fabric was unmistakable, and the fact that his palm pressed down so gently made it even more apparent.

The idea that a single kiss could have this effect made my face flush as I barely managed to lift my arm to cover it.

The cold air from the air conditioner made my clothes feel particularly chilly.

Thankfully, I was wearing long sleeves.

“I can’t just gouge out my eyes. Pretending to be human really sucks.”

CEO Han’s hand briefly lifted and then dropped my damp underwear.

The soft slap made my hips jerk involuntarily, and a small moan escaped my lips.

I tried to push his hand away, but even that was quickly caught by his large hand.

His hand was hot. During the last heat cycle, it had been cool, but now it felt like it could burn me.

I hesitantly tried to pull down the hem of my loose clothing, but even that was intercepted.

“If you don’t want to go to bed, keep squirming like that.”

His choice of words was the absolute worst. I shook my head furiously, my face turning pale, and he gave me a fleeting smile.

With both hands restrained, I could only wriggle my toes as CEO Han knelt beneath me.

Before I could even ask what he was doing, my underwear was pulled down, and his mouth enveloped my member.

I wanted to scream, but the only sound that escaped was a breathy moan.

“Haaah…!”

As he sucked, a shiver ran through me, the pleasure hitting my brain like a lightning bolt.

My thighs instinctively clenched, but CEO Han’s hands quickly stopped even that minor movement.

Ah, please… I managed to whimper, but he seemed too focused on sucking to hear.

The hand I had reached out to stop him was long caught in his large grip.

His tongue licked every inch of my shaft.

A groan of distress escaped as something soft yet firm probed into the deepest part of my urethra.

It was his sharp, pointed tongue.

“Hik! Ha, ugh, please… S-stop…”

Before I could even finish speaking, my member was once again fully engulfed in his hot, wet mouth.

Stars burst in my vision as my back arched involuntarily.

My feet curled and my mouth gaped open.

“S-stop, please, hik, haa…”

No, this can’t happen. As a person of intellect, I couldn’t possibly allow myself to release in his mouth.

But as the urge to climax intensified, so did the difficulty in holding back. No, I have to resist. Stop… please…

Just as I was about to utter another plea, the sensation of my glans and shaft being simultaneously sucked sent a wave of pleasure shooting through my entire body.

My back arched as I squeezed my eyes shut, my body trembling, and I collapsed onto the table, completely drained.

I heard a soft smack and trembled as I lifted my head. CEO Han kissed my now limp member repeatedly.

He looked like he had found a delicious candy, and when our eyes met, he smiled with his eyes.

“Ah, that… that…”

His red tongue peeked out, revealing the white semen inside his mouth. It was clear whose it was, even without him saying.

He was holding my semen in his mouth.

Why on earth…?!

I was about to tell him to spit it out when he suddenly closed his mouth and swallowed it with a gulp.

My jaw dropped in shock, and I couldn’t close my mouth, my lips continuing to move silently.

Han Doha wiped the corner of his lips with his thumb and snickered.

“Hm… it’s not as bad as I thought.”

The moment I saw his expression, a chill ran down my spine.

It was the same smile, the same face I always saw, but something was different.

Before I could fully process it, heat surged to my face again. As I tried to push him away with my foot, his hand on my lower back made me freeze.

In an instant, I was in Han Doha’s broad arms, feeling his hands grip my buttocks and lift me effortlessly.

I trembled, clinging to his neck, wrapping my legs around his waist to avoid falling.

When I realized his fingers were gently caressing my entrance, I squeezed my eyes shut.

This was crazy, absolutely insane. I needed to cancel the contract immediately.

As soon as I felt the bed behind me, I tried to push myself up. Reaching out, I grabbed his forearm and stammered.

“The contract.”

“No. If you cancel, you’ll die.”

I was about to ask who would die, but Han Doha moved faster.

He slid his hand inside my loose sweatshirt and lifted it, pushing me down with his weight.

He spread my thighs and pressed his body against me.

Realizing this wasn’t right, I opened my mouth to protest, but a piece of thin fabric slipped inside. It was my clothing.

As I raised my hand to spit it out, he entwined his fingers with mine and lowered his head. His destination was my chest.

His warm, moist tongue brushed against my areola, and my mouth instinctively closed, clenching the fabric with my teeth.

He lightly bit down on my nipple.

As he started to suck on it, the area, which I had never considered sensitive, became a new erogenous zone, making my body tremble.

“Hng…!”

As my hips lifted, his arm slipped inside.

My back arched, pushing my chest forward, and I felt like I was begging him to devour me.

My eyes fluttered as I instinctively tried to push him away with my free hand, grabbing onto his shoulder.

“Hup… ugh…!”

His sharp tongue circled my hardened nipple.

My back trembled uncontrollably as he continued licking, sucking, and nibbling.

The other nipple, already claimed by his hand, was pinched gently between his thumb and forefinger while he slowly caressed the surrounding area.

I felt like I was losing my mind.

No, I was already going crazy.

The sensation made my eyes roll back.

Just as I had previously mentioned, it was as if he thought my body was coated in syrup, licking every inch of it.

A suppressed moan vibrated through my throat.

As he ground his thumb into my nipple, my back twisted, and at the same time, the other side was sucked harshly.

I raked my nails across Han Doha’s shoulder, trying to push away the blanket with my feet, but he held my waist down.

Just when I thought he was finished with my nipples, he started kissing down my abdomen.

I found myself clutching my shirt, which had been pulled up to my chest.

With each kiss, his lips softly smacked against my skin, making my fingers twitch.

It felt like his touches sent vibrations coursing through my entire body.

As he moved lower, his lips brushed against the tip of my aroused glans before he whispered against the base of my shaft.

“You’re absolutely shameless.”

I opened my mouth to protest, but quickly bit down on the fabric still in my mouth.

Without it, I wouldn’t have been able to stifle my moans.

“Hng, hnnn…”

The wet, lewd sounds of his actions echoed obscenely.

He started to lick the base of my shaft, his lips grazing the area above my perineum.

I gripped the blanket tightly, trying to suppress the sounds threatening to escape my throat, my fingers clenching around the crumpled fabric.

As he continued to press kisses along my perineum, he slowly licked upward, causing my hips to jerk and my entrance to twitch in response.

The strange reaction of my body made me freeze and look down.

After teasing my body a few more times, he slowly straightened up, his gaze locked onto mine as he began unbuttoning his black shirt.

It was a simple action, yet I swallowed unconsciously.

The sound of the fabric sliding off seemed to pierce my ears as my eyes locked onto his exposed body.

This was the first time I had seen him like this.

During the last heat cycle, he hadn’t removed a single piece of clothing, and the most I had ever seen him wear was just a jacket, so seeing his bare skin after eight years was a first.

The muscles sculpted with clear contours on smooth skin were so detailed, as if someone had meticulously drawn them.

The movement of his chest expanding with each breath caught my eye.

It was as if nails had been driven into my eyes; they just wouldn’t turn away.

“Do you like it?”

I barely managed to tear my gaze away when he asked, and as he leaned closer to me, a lazy smile spread across his face.

As his soft dress pants pressed against his lower body, I instinctively wiggled my hips.

He removed the sweatshirt that Han Doha had held in his mouth, grabbed my chin with one hand, planted a kiss on my cheek, and then pulled away.

The relentless meeting of our lips felt like a beast marking its territory, claiming ownership.

It couldn’t be.

He had so many lovers, surely he’s done this at least once with each of them.

As I was lost in these thoughts, I felt the bed sink on one side and turned to look.

He had already undressed and was approaching me, spreading my thighs once more.

From our tightly pressed lower bodies, I felt a hard heat.

When I glanced down, I saw Han Doha’s enormous member.

“Ah…”

This can’t be real. No, how is it possible for the same person to have something like that?

Only then did I realize why the tailor for CEO Han always emphasized the storage space.

As I darted my eyes around in shock, I glanced at his fiercely grinning face and stammered involuntarily.

During this act, I unfairly had to suppress my voice, only managing to utter short, clipped phrases or low murmurs, making me feel like a timid person.

It was uncomfortable, but the choices weren’t much different.

“T-that… it won’t… fit…”

“Wasn’t the whole concept to stay quiet? I thought that’s why you only made moaning sounds.”

“No…”

“Go ahead, speak. I think I like hearing it better.”

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