The Prosecutor’s Office’s Proposal Chapter 145

I buried my face in his forearm, letting out a damp breath as I waited for his fingers to enter. After catching and spreading the finely trembling flesh, he rubbed the entrance for quite a while before his fingers finally burrowed inside.

“Ah….”

My senses were sharpened rather than dulled by his slow, meticulous movements. I rubbed my cheek and lips against his arm. When he used to treat me roughly, I would lose my mind being swept away by the fast tempo, but now, every single movement was felt in excruciating detail. Almost excessively so.

A finger that had dug inside rubbed against the inner wall with a lingering touch, reaching deeper. It felt as if he were searching for and stimulating the spots that felt good.

Prosecutor Joo knew my body, which I didn’t even know myself, inside and out. He knew exactly where to press to make my waist jump or to make a loud moan burst out. The moment his finger, exploring the inner wall, pressed firmly onto a certain spot, the skin all over my body vibrated intensely.

“Heu-eut….”

Strength went into my toes of its own accord. Enough for the joints to turn white.

He gently wrapped his free hand around my rounded heel, which was raised high, and asked in a whisper.

“Do you like it here?”

“Such… a question….”

“Answer honestly.”

His finger withdrew. Just as my internal conflict surged, his finger pressed firmly onto the erogenous zone once more, then quickly pulled away.

I was impatient and felt teased. The place I loved the most—the place that drove me insane—was somewhere only Prosecutor Joo’s member could reach. I wanted him to press all the way to that spot, but since he was torturing me starting from here, what was I supposed to do? Unable to endure the rising desire, I finally nodded my head slightly.

“I-it’s good….”

Even without looking back, I could feel Prosecutor Joo’s gaze fixed on the back of my head.

“Press your lips tight.”

His finger, which had slipped all the way out in an instant, increased to two, pressing and pushing upward on the spot I had said I liked. As he buried them deep and started to move them, my buttocks sprang upward, unable to endure the stimulation that had been absent for so long.

“Eu-eut, ung….”

Just as Prosecutor Joo had warned, I hastily covered my lips tight with my hands. Since I was forced to hold back the moans I usually just let out freely, my sexual gratification wasn’t being released well. I worried about how my appearance—my whole body stained red, biting my hand while trembling with pleasure—must look to him.

My hips kept shaking. In a way that made it uncomfortable for him to thrust. Finally, the hand that had been holding my heels swept over the back of my calves and thighs and grabbed my buttocks.

“Is stifling your moans your fetish? You look like you’re dying of pleasure.”

“No, ung, it’s not….”

I tried to calm my twitching, trembling body, but I couldn’t soften it enough to persuade him.

As the fingers entering and exiting me over a long time increased to three, I couldn’t even keep my eyes open. Covering my lips tight with my hands and burying my head in the sheets was all I could do. I was barely managing to hold my hips up.

“Ah, eu-eung….”

The foreplay was unusually persistent today. Only after he had loosened me up until my palms were soaked with saliva did he withdraw his fingers. Then, he grabbed my member to check its state.

My member, which had begun to harden again from the moment Prosecutor Joo started loosening me up, was clearly showing signs of being thoroughly aroused by the long-drawn-out caress. Because of the pre-ejaculate that had flowed down, even the slightest touch made a sloppy, wet sound. After massaging my member, more roughly than when he had been loosening my back, he pulled his hand away and let out a brief comment.

“You’re going to come again soon. Do you like it that much?”

That reaction made warmth spread to the nape of my neck again.

His firm chest touched my back. He hugged me from behind, wedged his fully erect member between my thighs, and grabbed the back of my head. He made me turn my head to carefully check the state of my face, and then he licked the saliva that was still damply pooled in my palm. His hot, mushy tongue passed over my palm and dug between my fingers.

The sensation of his hot mouth sucking on my fingers was so erotic that my eyelids drifted shut on their own. His neat lips soon moved up to my cheek, gently brushing against the thin skin before arriving on my lips. Then, he kissed me briefly again.

It was an affectionate touch. It made me think of how wonderful it would have been if he had acted like this from the beginning.

“Shall we look at each other’s faces?”

As I nodded slowly, he bit the edge of my ear and whispered secretly.

“The position where you feel the most is being taken from behind, but your favorite is doing it while looking at my face, isn’t it?”

It seemed my inner thoughts were clearly revealed every time we had sex. According to his expression, my skin color and facial expressions were no different from a billboard. I was embarrassed, but I moved the head he was still holding and honestly affirmed it.

As soon as Prosecutor Joo let go of my head, I turned over slowly with his help. Instead of the lonely ceiling I looked up at every night, Prosecutor Joo’s face filled the space within my barely lifted eyelids. I was seized by the impulse to embrace him, but instead, I gripped the thick arms resting on either side of my face.

As Prosecutor Joo pushed his lower body a little further, my legs spread of their own accord. The presence of his member, which was always frighteningly large, could be felt between my thighs. Even though he had loosened me up enough, he pressed his glans against the entrance that wouldn’t open properly, and finally grabbed the back of my knees and pressed them down.

“I’m going to spit. Since there’s no oil.”

“You… heu-eut, don’t have to tell me every single time.”

“You said you wanted to be tender. I’ve done as I pleased all this time, so I should at least get permission now.”

“…Yes.”

Since I was accustomed to rough sex, there was a part of me that found his tenderness even more embarrassing. His thick fingers pressed my knees back to lift my lower body. His face was positioned between my knees.

I felt embarrassed by the situation where Prosecutor Joo was making my entrance damp by spitting a long stream of saliva, but I endured it while looking at his handsome face. Just as he had asserted, I liked doing it while looking at Joo Taeson’s face. His long eyes, slightly distorted, his gaze changing subtly depending on the act, and his handsome lips that let out low moans when he felt pleasure—they never grew old, no matter how often I saw them.

Having finished spitting, he rubbed the now-narrowed entrance with his thumb and brought his member to it. Even though he had loosened me up sufficiently, it felt overwhelming when the blunt glans entered. The shaft that pushed in afterward was so thick that my body found it hard to bear.

“Ah….”

A jarring pain vibrated through my spine. The sensation of my highly aroused inner walls clinging to him was vivid, and I had to press and hold my lower lip tightly to keep a moan from bursting out.

“Heu-eut, eup….”

“Just… hold on.”

“…Eut….”

The thick glans pushed my inner walls aside, burrowing in with difficulty for a long time. I clutched Prosecutor Joo’s forearms as if hanging on, enduring the process that felt like my body was being split in two. Finally, his member was inserted to the hilt.

Prosecutor Joo took his hands off my knees and lifted his body slightly. As he lifted my buttocks with both hands, I caught glimpses of my own member, which was standing stiffly. I tried to keep my gaze on Prosecutor Joo’s face out of shyness, but he was slowly thrusting his member in, blatantly looking down at our junction.

My buttocks were just hanging in the air, but the angle at which his member entered and exited was quite stimulating. I eventually had to let go of the arms I was holding and cover my lips again. Only then did Prosecutor Joo’s gaze move from the junction to my face.

This time, too, unlike usual, he moved his hips slowly. He pressed firmly while searching for my favorite spots, and grabbed and pulled my vibrating, trembling buttocks, grinding into my erogenous zones lingeringly.

“Ah… eu-eung….”

“Ha, your insides are going crazy, sucking me in.”

“Heu-eun, eut….”

My insides, which had barely managed to contain his member, were, as he said, at a loss with pleasure every time he thrust. My trembling inner walls seemed to move as if sucking on his thickly raised veins.

As Prosecutor Joo began to thrust his hips more forcefully, the small bed soon began to creak. It was a bed so small that we couldn’t even lie side-by-side, so it seemed unable to withstand the weight and movement of two people.

I swallowed and swallowed my moans, but the squeaking of the bed made it feel like everyone would notice I was having sex in this room. Prosecutor Joo seemed to be thinking the same thing, as he soon stopped moving and, exhaling his rising breath, bent his body toward me. Then, he shoved his tongue into my ear canal. I collapsed in ecstasy at the movement of him burying his tongue until the space was filled with wet sounds, then pulling it out.

“I want to thrust into you to my heart’s content like this.”

“Heu-eung… eut….”