As True as a Dream Chapter 108

The hand that had been supporting the back of her neck disappeared, and she wrapped her hand around the nape of his neck in a way that made her feel like she was going to be pushed right through him.

 

Hae-Joo didn’t realize he was spreading her legs wider.

 

She ran her fingertips through his soft hair and caressed his sharp jawline.

 

“Mmm…!”

 

His tongue was full in her mouth, rubbing against her tongue, licking her lips, biting and pulling lightly.

 

Hae-Joo couldn’t help but laugh.

 

As he did, she sucked on the tip of his tongue and tugged on his lower lip, and Yi Ho returned her caresses in kind.

 

The slurping sounds of their tongues mixing and their heavy breathing echoed through the study.

 

Suddenly, she felt her shoulders slump, so she turned away from him and looked down to see that the front of her dress had come undone, falling to her waist.

 

And the skirt.

 

Spread wide, her white thighs were on full display, and Yi Ho’s hands brushed her thighs like porcelain.

 

“This is the study… right here. If we do this here, we can’t…”

 

“No one will come unless I let them. So why don’t you focus on me for now, Hae-Joo?”

 

“Huh?”

 

Her stomach tightened in a knot at the sound of Yi Ho’s slightly hoarse voice.

 

Hae-Joo gasped and looked up at him, and he slid the straps of her bra off her shoulders to one side, exposing her breasts.

 

He flicked them lightly with his fingers, wiggling them up and down playfully, then suddenly grabbed them in one hand.

 

“Mmm… ah…!”

 

Hae-Joo threw her head back and gripped the desk at the tingling sensation that ran down her spine with his gesture.

 

He kissed her quickly, from the nape of her neck to her collarbone, then quickly flicked her nipple with his tongue and sucked on it.

 

“Mmm, ah, wait… ah…!”

 

Hae-Joo gasped as her nipple was sucked into his hot mouth, sending a tingling sensation all the way between her legs.

 

When she finally gave in and lay back, Yi Ho followed.

 

His lips and tongue explored every inch of her chest.

 

Hae-Joo gasped.

 

Something was different than the first time.

 

Everywhere his hands, lips, and tongue touched felt hot, as if on fire.

 

And the more he did, the tighter her lower abdomen tightened, and she could feel a thin stream of liquid leaking from her vagina.

 

It was her own body, and she had no control over it.

 

Meanwhile, Yi Ho’s hands were lightly scraping and sucking her ribs with his teeth, working their way down to her navel.

 

Hae-Joo tried to clench her legs.

 

She was ashamed of her slippery womanhood.

 

His hand, slightly dry and hot, immediately rubbed against her tightly clenched vaginal opening.

 

“Hmph…!”

 

Hae-Joo twisted her waist.

 

Her eyes seemed to go white.

 

His soft fingertips rubbed between her cracked flesh, his lips bit and sucked at her inner thigh.

 

The sensations racing beneath her made her want to cry out.

 

Her chest heaved, and as she struggled, Yi Ho, who had just finished licking her groin, raised his eyes and laughed lowly, supporting her back and helping her to her feet.

 

Hae-Joo hugged him tightly, wanting to hold on to him as if he were a straw.

 

Then his clothes, still neatly pressed, came into her hands.

 

Hae-Joo furrowed her brow and stared at the buttons, all but one of which were neatly buttoned.

 

“Why is the boss still wearing the same clothes…?”

 

“Clothes?”

 

Worried that she’d run away, Yi Ho grabbed her waist with one hand and pulled down his own pants with the other, then kissed the corner of her eye and lowered his lips to her ear, whispering seductively.

 

“You take them off, just like I took yours off.”

 

“That… ah…!”

 

Hae-Joo immediately rubbed her pussy lips against his throbbing shaft, biting her lower lip.

 

“Button, undo it.”

 

“Uhhh…!”

 

Hae-Joo straightened her back and shook her head, clinging to him even tighter.

 

Her hips bucked as she rubbed against him against her will.

 

“Do you want me to put it in?”

 

“Ha, ha…, boss…!”

 

Yi Ho’s penis pushed hard against her vaginal opening.

 

He pressed down hard, and she felt her body spread open.

 

Hae-Joo frowned and parted her lips.

 

“You’re wetter than you were that day, Hae-Joo.”

 

Yi Ho murmured in her ear.

 

“Good, too. Better than before. What if it gets better and better?”

 

“Mmm… ha…!”

 

She felt his manhood thrust deep inside her.

 

Hae-Joo’s legs quivered and she instinctively bucked her hips with a strange sense of satisfaction.

 

Then she heard Yi Ho’s low chuckle in her ear.

 

“Release me, Button.”

 

She slowly lowered one of the two hands around his neck as she got used to the foreign sensation in her stomach.

 

She glanced up at him and undid his buttons one by one.

 

She had to suck in a breath as his manhood jerked and shifted inside her womanhood, but eventually they were all undone.

 

The toned upper body she’d marveled at before was visible through the shirt.

 

Hae-Joo tried to pull his shirt down with her hands.

 

But before she could do so, Yi Ho pulled her hips closer and then slid them back.

 

Hae-Joo hugged his neck tightly again as his penis slid smoothly in and out of her womanhood.

 

“Hae-Joo, why do you feel so… good?”

 

Yi Ho kissed her ear, then rolled her onto her back and laid her down on the desk.

 

Then he lay on top of her and began to move his hips.

 

Hae-Joo raised her hands above her head and gripped the end of the desk.

 

With her other hand, she cupped his face.

 

Yi Ho kissed her again.

 

His tongue darted in and out of her mouth, as if mimicking the act of moving in and out of her.

 

At the same time, he cupped her breasts with one hand and tweaked her nipples.

 

But she couldn’t feel anything else he was doing.

 

Her vision was blurred by the difficulty of breathing and the sensations of his penis sliding in and out of her womanhood.

 

“Hmph…!”

 

She turned her head, unable to breathe in the thick, deep kiss.

 

Then his lips found her neck, and soon they were on her full, erect breasts.

 

His tongue flicked across her erect nipple, which stood out like a sore thumb.

 

Raising himself up, he grasped her waist with both hands and gently moved her hips.

 

Dazed, Hae-Joo squeezed her eyes shut against the colorful face of Yi Ho staring down at her.

 

She was ashamed of her body, fully exposed before him.

 

“Ashamed?”

 

“Yes…!”

 

Then Yi Ho tugged her by the waist and lowered her to the ground.

 

As she stood upright, the dress that had been bunched around her waist fell to the floor.

 

Yi Ho didn’t seem to mind, turning her around and making her stand against the desk.

 

“I can’t see you like this, right?”

 

“Huh? Ah…!”

 

Hae-Joo’s arm, which was holding onto the desk, snapped.

 

It was because Yi Ho had entered her from behind.

 

Hae-Joo looked back with her mouth wide open.

 

His penis slid effortlessly into her, filling her belly.

 

“Ahhhhhhhhhh!”

 

He pressed himself closer to her, his hands sliding over her body as she struggled against the strain.

 

He covered the back of her hand with his own and pinched it.

 

His cock slid deeper into her as their bodies pressed together.

 

She felt his lips softly kiss her shoulder.

 

“Ha, boss, yes…!”

 

His other hand cupped her breast, then stroked down her lower belly, settling between her legs.

 

Delicate fingertips gently pressed and rubbed her secret beads.

 

She almost squirmed as he did.

 

Her lower belly tightened; her vaginal orbs contracted.

 

Hae-Joo shuddered softly.

 

‘What the hell is going on,’ she thought.

 

Her eyes went white, her whole body stiffened, and she couldn’t move.

 

Her legs gave out, and Yi Ho grabbed her around the waist to keep her from collapsing.

 

Then, she didn’t know what happened.

 

His hips sped up, and then, holding her tightly against him, he let out a lusty moan in her ear.

 

“Haa, haa…!”

 

‘How did this happen?’

 

Exhausted, Hae-Joo thought in a blur as she felt his frantically beating heart.

 

He must have been looking at something related to Mrs. Na.

 

Hae-Joo wrapped herself up in a blanket and closed her eyes as she leaned into Yi Ho’s arms as they made their way to the bathtub in the bedroom.

 

‘For now, I just wanted to rest. I’ll do whatever I need to do when I have the strength.’

 

***

 

It was her first time visiting Mitsukoshi’s department store with Yi Ho.

 

To avoid the hassle of the crowds, he wore the fox mask he wore when he went out as the president of Song Yue.

 

“Isn’t it stuffy?”

 

“Not really.”

 

“Have you ever been to a department store?”

 

“Not often, but a few times.”

 

“Why?”

 

“I’ve been invited to a few events as the president of Song Yue.”

 

Hae-Joo somehow couldn’t imagine Yi Ho enjoying department store shopping, but the reason he brought it up made sense.

 

“…Then who buys your clothes?”