Hye-jae: Book 2 - New Loves

Happy Days Part 36

Her voice, when she did speak, was surprisingly confident, as though she had made her peace with speaking this out and was now determined to see it through to the end.  There's my fierce Hye-wona.  He was momentarily distracted in a private moment of lustful adoration but quickly reined himself in to give her words the attention they deserved.

'So, this is hard because I have to talk a bit about...you-know-who.'

She flicked her head sideways and Seon-jae imagined Professor Kang sitting in the chair by the bed, such an incongruous idea that it brought an amused puff of laughter from him.  He grinned and nodded at her cuteness but didn't interrupt, knowing he could tell her the funny side of it later, completely confident that she would just get the humour as much as he did.  We are so alike in that way.

'Well, I told you about the tests and the way he blamed me or resented me when they showed that we weren't conceiving due to...his issues.'  

She didn't elaborate.  She didn't need to.

'He had always been petulant and prone to bad moods but after that, he just became impossible.  He would either be angry or depressed,' she paused while thinking about that: 'mostly both, if I'm honest.'

He smiled, ruefully, biting his lower lip, in sympathy with what her younger self had had to endure and even in the midst of telling him such difficult things, she was blinded by the physical beauty of him.  Hopeless.

'And one consequence of that was that he no longer had any interest...in me, physically, I mean.'

The tension in the room hiked up a few degrees again.  Seon-jae waited for her to tell the story in her own way - at her own pace - though it was hard to hear his love say such things.  I knew I didn't like him from the very start.  I just didn't know why until now.

'It was gradual but eventually, we were sleeping in separate beds and bar a few nights when he came home drunk, he almost never...wanted me.'

Even that was disgusting to hear and Seon-jae felt his blood boil and made a growling noise in the back of his throat.  He reached to stroke across her forehead and then draw the back of his hand down along her soft cheek, shaking his head slowly at the thought of the years she had wasted with that man.  

'He didn't want you because he didn't deserve you, my darling.  And can I say, from where I'm lying right now, that it was, most definitely, his loss?'

As naturally as breathing, he expressed how much he wanted her, smoothing 1 hand down over her lower back and onto her buttocks to push her hard against him, while his hips did a slow, aching push upwards into her.  The effect on both was shockingly vital and the wild arousal that had been running through them moments before jumped to the front of their minds again.  She smiled a sexy smile of enjoyment, her eyes flickering closed, then open, as a second thrust from him - his tongue flicking left, right - had them both right back in the moment.

'Baby, we could lie here and do this all day - in fact, I think we just might have to do that,' he couldn't help himself and he took her lips again, as his groin ground into hers, the kiss leaving them both breathless when he broke away: 'but finish telling me first, ok?'

She knew he was right but her body was betraying her and she gave a last, deep circle downwards with her hips that saw him closing his eyes and opening his mouth, lifting his tongue to behind his front teeth, in the delicious arousal of the moment, before - reluctantly - she spoke again.

'So, I'm talking about him...and all that because it explains what I was feeling.  Last night, I watched that little girl with her cute rabbit and saw the total trust that she had in her Appa - Daddy, to know that he would pick her up when she held her arms up to him, to settle herself straight away to sleep on his shoulder.  And I saw how completely assured he was in how he cared for her and protected her, bringing her back to their home.  I imagined him carrying her and her little friend to bed, tucking them in.  I could just see her little head on the pillow, her thumb probably still in her mouth.  It was so vivid in my mind, in that moment.'