Golden sunlight slipped between her eyelids.
Sohee stirred as her long lashes fluttered, and she quickly came to her senses in response to the unfamiliar feeling—this wasn’t home.
When she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was the empty driver’s seat. Beyond the windshield wasn’t a street, but a reservoir where willow trees, rooted in water, stood frozen between sheets of ice.
Where is this?
In her blurry vision, she caught sight of the man’s profile. Her head was resting on his shoulder as he gazed out the window.
As she lifted her head and slowly blinked, his face came into focus. The golden hues of the sunset filtered through the glass, flickering gently across the sharp lines of his features.
Why… why didn’t he wake me?
Seeing that he hadn’t woken her until the sun had set brought an unexpected lump to her throat. At some point, his gaze had shifted to her, and now his eyes trailed along hers.
His stare was direct, unwavering. It revealed nothing of his thoughts, yet it dissected her with cold, relentless precision. Just meeting that gaze made her feel like everything inside her was being stripped away.
Coward. Eyes like that would always tip the scale, unbalancing everything on one side.
“Must be a baby, sleeping this much. Why don’t you sleep a little more?”
How could such a detached voice sound so tender? Her ears must be broken. Sohee parted her lips for a moment, then finally voiced the question that had circled her mind hundreds of times.
She wanted to know—what did this man feel about her?
“Why are you so kind to me?”
Gye Won-ho squinted slightly as he met her gaze. What would he say? She’d asked boldly, but now she feared the answer.
“Me?”
“Isn’t it? You let me delay my debt, paid my utilities, fed me, and….”
His head tilted closer. His gaze, thick and weighty, pierced into her cheek.
“Kid… what kind of life have you lived…”
His voice trailed off like a murmured sigh, laced with a faint, incredulous laugh.
“…to be moved by this kind of crap?”
She knew. She knew what kind of man he was. He wasn’t a good person. He was her creditor, a loan shark involved in dangerous work.
To him, these small acts of kindness were probably nothing more than a few crumbs tossed to a pitiful girl—and she’d gotten stirred up over them on her own. She’d imagined him, thought about him, all on her own.
And yet… why did the walls she kept trying to build feel like they were crumbling?
What was her empty heart so desperate to fill?
Was she really so starved for affection that she wanted even a scrap of warmth from this man?
She couldn’t bear herself—how foolish and pathetic she was.
Just as she turned her head, unable to look at him anymore, his hand caught her cheek.
“You think I’m some volunteer worker or something? You really don’t know the world, do you.”
The veins in his hand stood out as it approached her face. The scent of his skin clung to his wrist as he gently brushed her messy hair behind her ear. His fingers slid slowly down, grazing her forehead, her brow, the bridge of her nose.
Then his rough fingertip pressed against her lower lip.
His large thumb hovered over the barely parted space, as if tracing her breath—softly, deliberately brushing across her lips.
“Come closer.”
The tone wasn’t harsh enough to be a command, yet still held weight. As Sohee leaned in, as if drawn by some invisible thread—
Hot lips crashed into hers.
“Mmh…”
Thick fingers slid into her hair, gripping the back of her head as his mouth pressed deep against hers, tongues tangling.
Her eyelids fluttered closed. The sensation wasn’t unfamiliar. Though the man had a rough mouth for words, his tongue moved like spun sugar—soft, almost tender. The air inside the sealed car grew stifling, thick with heat.
Letting out a warm breath, Sohee clumsily moved her tongue to brush against his.
“You little shit.”
With a curse, he pulled her onto his lap in one swift motion. Unbalanced, Sohee instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck.
“Ahh…”
He tugged her hips forward, pressing their bodies tightly together. Every shift on his thigh made the wet sounds between their mouths more audible.
His hand slid under her loose sweater in an instant, pushing aside her bra and trapping her nipple between his fingers. Each rub of his rough joints against her tender flesh sent her body twitching.
The sharp sensation swelling through her chest nearly forced a cry from her throat. She tried to push him away, but Gye Won-ho grabbed her wrists, pinning them to the leather seat.
“Guess you need to be punished before you learn.”
“No, wait…”
“Then why’d you piss me off?”
His firm fingers crushed the hardened nub of her breast, finally tugging on her swollen nipple with a pinch. His relentless teasing made Sohee twist away, her body overwhelmed. She screamed “stop” in her mind, but only airy moans left her lips.
His mouth moved lazily across her chest as if shaping it, lips parting slowly.
“Always be like this in front of me.”
“Huh… what…”
“Your nipples all stiff—looks so damn pretty.”
His breathing turned ragged, like he was struggling to hold himself back. Then both his hands grabbed her chest fully, kneading with unrestrained force.
Overwhelmed by the dizzying sensation, Sohee bit her lip—only for one of his thick fingers to slip between them.
His eyes, darkened with lust, locked onto hers.
“Don’t hold back your voice.”
“Ahh…”
“I like hearing you—especially your moans.”
His wet lips trailed down, biting into her neck where hair clung damply to her skin, then slid down to her collarbone. That same strange sensation she’d once felt on the rooftop surged through her again. A deep heat pooled low in her belly.
“Ah… haah…”
The moment she felt the clearly outlined bulge, Sohee hesitated briefly before reaching out to the protrusion in Gye Won-ho’s pants.
Then she undid his belt and fumbled for the buckle. After unzipping… what should she do next…?
“You’re having fun, huh.”
Gye Won-ho grabbed Sohee’s hand as she was unfastening his dress pants.
Sohee’s expression darkened, thinking she had been stopped because she was clumsy.
A low chuckle rumbled from his throat. As he did, his hand trailed along her almost insubstantial waist. The slow, licking touch gradually moved down to grasp her buttocks.
“See? You’re really into it.”
As he gripped her hips as if weighing them, the man’s penis swelled endlessly.
After kneading her butt for a while, his hand gradually slipped under her skirt.
“Haahh… ahjussi…”
His coarse fingers touched the sensitive and hidden area wrapped in underwear.
At the wet, squelching sound, Sohee’s face flushed with shame.
She was stunned by the fact that she was wet enough for the sound to be so clear to her own ears.
“I haven’t even put it in yet, and it’s already a flood.”
Gye Won-ho’s thick fingers pried open the narrow entrance and gradually slipped inside.
As his fingers were drawn in deeper, Sohee’s whimpers grew louder.
It felt like something was piercing through her waist. Every time his fingers moved in and out, Sohee trembled uncontrollably from the rising arousal.
Every place his touch reached felt like it was melting.
As she tightened around his fingers from the overwhelming pleasure, Gye Won-ho let out a rough breath.
Then, hastily, he undid his buckle and pulled out his swollen cock.
“Didn’t think we’d go straight to pussy.”
Sohee instinctively looked out the window, and her eyes widened. When they had arrived, the reservoir had been completely empty.
But now, far off near a small container box that looked like a rest area, someone in a suit appeared.
That figure was walking in the direction of their parked car.
“Ah, ahjussi! Someone’s coming!”
Startled, Sohee pushed his shoulder away.
Looking again, she realized it was the driver Gye Won-ho had called Geonhee.
Gye Won-ho turned his head in the same direction, furrowed his brows, and let out a sigh laced with irritation.
“Fuck.”
Pulling her hips back toward him, Gye Won-ho rubbed his hard penis against Sohee while she still had her panties on.
Gripping her prominent hips, he moved his waist as if thrusting, and the thin fabric rubbed roughly against his flesh.
“Ahjussi, hng, someone… someone’s coming…”
As Sohee’s hips squirmed, Gye Won-ho pinned them down and drove his lower body upward without hesitation.
Sohee could barely breathe, unable to move.
The friction at the point of contact, separated by only a thin layer of cloth, was overwhelmingly intense.
“Huff, fuck, then hurry up and spit in ahjussi’s mouth so I can shoot one off quick.”
Sohee, panting, shook her head at the absurd demand.
She had no idea how he expected her to do something so filthy.
“Ugh… I-I can’t. That’s… disgusting…”
“You wanna stay like this until he gets here?”
The heavy man gestured toward the person outside with his eyes, and as he moved, the leather seat beneath them creaked and the car rocked.
Held tightly in his large hands, Sohee was jostled back and forth as she forced her eyes toward the window.
She saw the driver, who had been approaching the car, now stopped in place.
Had he noticed something?
A sense of urgency pressed down on her — they had to end this before they were caught.
“What should I…”
As if telling her to hurry up, Gye Won-ho gave a lazy nod, opened his mouth, and stuck out his tongue.
It was large and red, just like the rest of him.
Sohee hesitated, glancing between the driver standing outside the window and Gye Won-ho.
Then she tightly shut her eyes and let a drop of saliva fall.
The man eagerly received the long strand of spit, and with that, began to move his lower body roughly.
“Even your spit’s sweet, huh?”
The tip, swollen tight, pressed insistently against the damp fabric, pushing into the narrow space as if trying to split it open.
The more he ground against her, the darker the fabric beneath her panties became.
“Ah… mmh…”
“If you wanna finish fast, shouldn’t you be slathering ahjussi’s tongue with that sweet little spit of yours?”
Urging her on, Gye Won-ho lifted Sohee’s hips high and pressed his fully erect cock between her folds, rubbing in deep.
Each time the hard penis, pushing in deeper and deeper, brushed against her overly sensitive cltoris, a moan escaped Sohee’s lips.
A tingling sensation spread through her lower abdomen.
“Ah… ahh… ngh…”
Her panties, soaked with fluids that might not even be her own, felt like they would tear at any moment.
The penis pressing up beneath them seemed like it would pierce straight into her depths.
She wasn’t moving a single muscle on her own, yet sweat trickled down the back of her neck.
Sohee kept letting saliva fall, and the man eagerly lapped up every drop.
Each time he thrust explosively upward from below, a jolt echoed through her belly.
Her heated body bounced against his in ragged rhythm.
He repeatedly pushed his cock up through her damp panties as if trying to insert it.
“You’re already losing it just from a little rubbing. What’re you gonna do when I actually shove it in?”
The fogged-up car windows rattled with a heavy sound as the whole vehicle shook.
Sohee, fully aroused, could barely admit to herself that she was craving even deeper stimulation, and she whimpered.
“Haa…”
Exhausted, she buried her face into Gye Won-ho’s shoulder as he kept gently moving his hips, even while releasing cum.
Her entire body went limp, every last ounce of energy drained.
Reaching out with one hand, he opened the console box, pulled out some tissues, and cleaned the thick, sticky cum off his cock.
To be continued….