When an Im returns a favour, an Im returns it well. Mina has learned this through the years,working with the Chairman and the Directress. She promised to mentor their daughter, and in turn,she got promoted to a high-paying position, topped with bottomless benefits. She also learns that the fruit doesn’t fall far from the tree.
So locked in the four walls of the washroom, when Im Nayeon pays back, she makes sure Mina is
paid back what she is due.
Nayeon’s payback was slow yet satisfying. From their earlier position, she easily maneuvers their
bodies and lifts Mina’s light body in a swift motion. She places her gently beside the sink, and it was mutually understood that all Mina had to do was spread her legs open.
Nayeon drops to her knees, like a devotee about to worship her saint. Mina is, for lack of better words, sexy. And Nayeon feels it would be her duty to sanctify Mina’s body with pleasure and pain. So she does.
Nayeon didn’t even need to be instructed. It was her instincts guiding her to place gentle kisses on
Mina’s inner thighs. The fact that Mina was already squirming encouraged Nayeon not to stop. She
continues licking and sucking Mina’s creamy thighs, until she reaches the team leader’s core. She stops a bit and looks up, but Mina’s act of pushing her head back down was enough sign to be understood as consent.
Nayeon intertwines her hands with Mina’s, but does not let the other go idle. Her wandering hand lands itself on Mina’s still-clothed breasts, spending its time squeezing and fondling them. From Mina’s mounds, Nayeon lets her fingers trace a line to Mina’s abs then back down to her legs.
Nayeon carefully slips off Mina’s panties, like a child peeling the wrapper off her Christmas gift.
There was no other better gift than seeing Mina already dripping wet with Nayeon doing bare
minimum.
“Oh, Mina.” Nayeon sighs, satisfied she finally knows the name; satisfied she’s in this position.
The name was sweet on her lips, but it wasn’t the only sweet thing she will taste.
Nayeon didn’t really enjoy her dinner, but Myoui Mina more than makes up for it. It wasn’t a
wonder when Mina finds Nayeon’s face buried between her thighs, relentlessly giving back, diving in and finally tasting Mina’s nectar.
She starts with a slow lick, making sure she feels everything at once, and follows through with a
hastened pace, realising she could do this all night like a routine, like it was her life mission. It didn’t take long for her to create a rhythm of pleasure for Mina. Nayeon waits a while before she accompanies her tongue with a finger. And then two. It slipped in so easily; Mina’s body responded like magic.
Mina’s eyes roll back as she groans. She was practically grinding on Nayeon’s tongue and fingers, rolling her hips backward and forward to add intensity. She also tightens her grip on Nayeon’s hand, trying to find an outlet for the heat and passion she’s experiencing.
“It’s okay, baby. You can scream my name.” Nayeon continues her dutiful licking and sucking.
Mina stifles herself from moaning.
“No?” Nayeon stops when she doesn’t hear a response.
Mina needs to at least put up a faux wall of defiance, though all her mind is screaming is “Please continue. I need you, Im Nayeon.”
But Nayeon is merciful tonight. She’s just returning a favour after all. So she doesn’t stop. For long minutes, Nayeon eats Mina out. Devours her.
Mina’s walls of dignity have been torn down. Her gritted teeth and acts of defiance have been
mellowed to wordless moans and gasps that fill Nayeon’s ears. Her straight back now arched; her
fierce eyes, now half-lidded, evident of pleasure.
