The Devil's Pact | BBANGSAZ

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Minji stared down at her. "You can leave, or I can pick you up and put you in the car. Your choice."

"You can try," Hanni said, daring Minji to back down.

They matched each other's stares. Hard, labored breathing filled the room. Then Minji saw it—a small hint of a smirk gracing Hanni's soft pink lips. This woman—this infuriating woman—was teasing her? How dare she!

Hanni squealed as Minji rushed over to her and picked her up. "That mouth of yours is going to get you in a lot of trouble," Minji growled as she lifted Hanni in her arms and walked toward the bedroom.

Hanni's body started to tingle. She knew exactly what Minji was going to do... and was she anticipating it? Was she wanting it? Was that why she refused to leave?

When they reached the bedroom, Minji kicked open the door and roughly tossed Hanni onto the bed, then quickly discarded her clothing. Minji grabbed Hanni's foot and slid her down to the edge of the bed. God, she looked sexy in that red dress. Minji had figured she would. She leaned over Hanni, untied the string around her neck, and slowly pulled the top down, freeing her beautiful, milky-white globes. Damnit. Minji kissed each nipple, sucking on them briefly before jerking the rest of Hanni's dress down and off her body.

Hanni trembled. Yes, she had to admit, she wanted this. She waited with anticipation as Minji pulled her legs up and apart and quickly entered her to the hilt. "Ooh," Hanni moaned as Minji's thick length rammed in and out of her. It wasn't until this moment that Hanni realized how sexually repressed she had been. At this moment, Minji could have been the devil, and she still would have succumbed to her need. Which was now Hanni's need. All was quiet in the loft except for the sounds of Minji's grunts, Hanni's moans, and the wet noises of their bodies grinding against one another.

"You're going to quit testing me, Hanni," Minji groaned as she thrust into Hanni's drenched pussy with each word.

Hanni grabbed the bedspread below her hands tightly. She wanted to roam her hands over Minji's back so badly. Minji felt so deep inside her, and damn if Hanni didn't want her to go further. But still, she tried to reel herself in, holding her hands to the bed below. She would not touch Minji, not until she had kissed her. She really wanted to kiss Minji. To feel that romantic connection, even if it were fake. So Hanni took a chance; she rose up to kiss Minji, but Minji bent down and bit her neck instead.

"Aah!" Hanni gasped. Again, it hurt but felt good at the same time. How did Minji do that? Hanni quickly forgot about the kiss and began to enjoy the unbelievable sensations she was experiencing. A few more hard thrusts from Minji, and she began to orgasm as Minji roughly massaged her breasts, all the while those pillowy lips sucked on her pulse point.

Minji stared down at Hanni. Her eyes disappeared into small slits, and her lips were sensually swollen, just begging to be kissed. God, Minji wanted to do that so badly. Minji never considered herself a kissing type of woman. It was a useless act, if you thought about it. She never got the pleasure that Sullyoon apparently did from kissing. Minji just tolerated it. As her girlfriend for years, she felt obligated. But with Hanni... Minji's mouth itched to connect with hers. But in her mind, that would mean sex was more than just for her gratification. More than just an arrangement. So again, Minji resisted. A change in position would keep her from wanting to devour Hanni's beautiful, soft-looking lips. Yes.

Before Hanni even had a chance to recover from her orgasm, Minji quickly turned her over. At this point, Hanni couldn't move. She figured Minji was done, but Minji entered her again from behind and started thrusting. Then, to her shock, Hanni felt a smooth, wet finger at the entrance to her ass. She immediately tensed. What the fuck?! Oh, no, no, no!