Chaotic Nights (Wild Night)

CHAPTER 62 🔞

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Eunha could not understand his words. Every time he penetrated her, her body jerked, and loud moans escaped between her open lips.

She really felt like a pr0stitute. She was delighted with his every touch, her heart pounding from the warmth. Moreover, she learned that the tingling sensation she felt from her warm inner walls was pleasure.

Every time he penetrated her, a liquid flowed from her cr0tch.

He had become her world. She, who had lost her strength, leaned her head back. Then Eunha hugged Jihak's neck.

Her fingers curled as she felt her inner walls go numb. She couldn't even moan, her arms shuddered.

The book that was nearby was now broken.

They sighed almost simultaneously. Her skin was sweaty.

Eunha barely moved her hands to caress his back. But Jihak carried her.

"Not yet."

When he moved his waist again, Eunha was surprised. Her body trembled because his manhood had come out before he went in deep.

It was better when he penetrated her harder. She felt great stimulation.

Eunha still avoided his gaze. Suddenly, he grabbed her chin. A bright light appeared in eyes as calm as a deep lake.

He pressed his forehead against hers. She shivered with pleasure.

"Ah..."

Only then did he smile.

"Now you look very pretty."

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Hot steam clouded her vision.

He spread her legs as she lay on the cold bathroom floor. He licked her cl!t0ris. Her nails scratched the floor as she felt the tingling sensation.

He even inserted two fingers into the wet h0le. Her inner walls had become quite soft. He flexed his knuckles, she began to gyrate.

"Lord, stop..."

"Why? We're in the bathroom, so you can get as w3t as you want..."

"I don't want to!"

"Then why do you keep getting wet?"

Then he lightly tweaked her  clit0ris with his fingers. Eunha, who arched her back, moaned. Jihak pulled her hair as she shook her head.

He swallowed her small lips. When they mingled their tongues, saliva came out of her mouth. When he groped her back he realized she had marks due to the stone floor.

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He walked to the bathtub with Eunha in his arms. He sat her on top of him. He felt her inner walls tighten, so he let out a half-hearted sigh.

He did the same thing for days, except when they ate.

It seemed like a mania.

When she gently embraced him, he penetrated her even harder. But when she cried because she felt pain, he felt a sense of despair.

It was ridiculous that he had comforted her.

Every time that happened, his eyes filled with expectation.

—Let's escape, Eunha.

All he had in mind was Yongi's letter.

—I'll let you know when I set the date.

That day would never come. He hugged her tightly . Her long hair, which had stuck to her reddened back, tangled with his arms.

As his mind became more turbulent.

"Lord... A visitor has come."

Jihak raised his head when he heard Kim's voice.

"Tell that person I'm not here."

Then he ran his wet hand through her hair.

"So you must keep moving."

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