Chapter 25

“Haah. Ah— Ahn!”

She couldn’t hold back the moans spilling from her lips.

Then, Lee Seong grabbed both her wrists and pulled them up. His mouth traced the curve of her chest, teasing even the sensitive skin under her arms.

“Hahh—”

The ticklish sensation burned through her stomach, threatening to explode. How is he so good at this? The electric pleasure made her want to thrash—like tiny currents were running through her entire body.

His large hands released her wrists only to yank her pants down in one swift motion.

Her underwear went with them, leaving her bare. Damp, like a humid summer night.

Lee Seong met her eyes, his fingers hovering over her.

“Can I touch you?”

“You’re already touching me.”

But if he looked at her, how could he imagine another woman?

That thought vanished the moment his movements grew deliberate, her mind going blank.

Lee Seong is invading my most private place. Hah—how is this even possible? She felt like a fallen nun, breaking every taboo. Indulging in forbidden lust.

“Hahh—”

He stared straight into her eyes as his fingers explored her depths—probing, awakening her pleasure.

When her moans grew ragged, he wet his lower lip with his tongue and asked:

“Can I go further?”

She understood what he meant. Like teenagers discovering sex for the first time—every word, every touch exchanged between them.

Was it because of him? She felt like she was experiencing a man for the first time, too.

“Y-Yeah… Go ahead. I— Ah, I can’t even imagine.”

“What if I look? In detail. I’ll think of another woman.”

Was he treating her like an experiment? Or was this just a mechanical process—solving a problem, not making love?

“I’ll think of another woman.”

She had told him to, but hearing it again stung.

Yet, whether it was the rising excitement or the urge to break more taboos, her legs fell open.

Right in front of Lee Seong’s eyes. In front of her childhood friend of thirty years.

“Look.”

Ah, I don’t know anymore. She covered her face with her hands, blocking her vision. She couldn’t bear to see him watching her—embarrassed, yet unbearably aroused.

His unfamiliar touch struck her like flint against steel, sparking fire. Every nerve concentrated, flames licking up from inside her.

As his fingers grew faster, more precise, the sparks erupted into a full blaze.

Like fireworks, the pleasure burst—tingling, crackling—until it detonated in a festival of sensation.

The tickling heat below her navel shot to the tips of her fingers and toes.

Hah—

An orgasm. What do I do? This is insane. She’d never come from a man’s touch alone before.

I’m losing it.

A few strokes of Lee Seong’s fingers had sent her over the edge. Waves of pleasure wracked her body, leaving her trembling.

Snap. She clenched her thighs and propped herself up on one elbow.

“You… You’re not a virgin, are you? You’ve done this a lot?”

“Is that a compliment? I don’t bullshit about stuff like this.”

Right. There was no reason for him to lie.

But why did it feel like he’d sent her flying so far, so effortlessly? And they hadn’t even had sex yet.

“Hey.”

“…Huh?”

When she glared at him through narrowed eyes, his strong grip pulled her closer. His body, already positioned between her legs, was ready.

And the condom, tightly sheathed over his arousal, taken from the nightstand.

Lee Seong licked his lower lip, then let out a rough whisper:

“It’s my first time… so I might be clumsy. Bear with me.”

His breathing was ragged, excitement making his chest heave. His blood roared so loudly she swore it would burst through his skin.

She knew—soon, his overwhelming desire would push inside her. That massive heat would plunge into her soaked core.

Her childhood friend of thirty years, Lee Seong, was about to enter her most intimate space.

“Ah—!”

A thick pressure pressed against her. Their deepest secrets connected.

“You won’t… fumble, will you?”

She had to ask. She’d heard inexperienced men usually struggled at first.

“I’ll try.”

His serious gaze held hers as he pushed forward.

True to his word, he hesitated briefly—but then slid in, filling her to the brim.

“Hng—!”

Her body trembled at the sensation of being stretched so full. Lee Seong’s movements came slow, like the rising tide.

What do I do? Her longtime friend Lee Seong had reached deep inside her. The man who should never have crossed this line was now buried in her most hidden place.

“Haah… Lee Seong…”

“Ah, I’m too excited… I’ll go slow.”

They said men losing their virginity never lasted more than a few seconds. But Lee Seong, perhaps fighting his arousal, stayed sheathed inside her for a long moment before finally moving.

Just as she adjusted, a foreign fullness made her squirm.

Hey, you— No, you’re really… too much.

She thought it might be over, but it wasn’t. Lee Seong’s thrusts only grew deeper, more relentless.

Hah!

His rhythm, clumsy at first, quickly refined. Each movement sent jolts through her.

“Haah…”

The way his face twisted in pleasure drove her mad. She’d only ever imagined him like this—now, she could feel it.

Every inch of him, real and vivid inside her.

In the place she’d longed to reach. In the depths of the man she’d craved like an animal. He grew thicker, plunging deeper.

As his movements grew bolder, the pressure became almost unbearable.

“You’re tense, aren’t you?”

He sounded strained. She forced herself to relax, tilting her head back.

“They say the first time is hard. It’s okay if you finish fast.”

At her whisper, Lee Seong furrowed his brows and asked:

“Then after… Can we go again?”

He’s asking if he can have me again after this first time. Unsure how to answer, she ran her fingers through his hair. Then—

Ah!

His thick lips crashed into hers, sucking and biting as he thrust deeper. Her body shook with pleasure.

Lee Seong’s movements grew more skilled, sliding in and out with ease. Moans spilled endlessly from her lips.

“Ah— Hah! Nn— Ah!”

Those sounds were swallowed intermittently by his kisses. Hah— She was having raw, shameless sex with her best friend.

Like some depraved teenage game, they were breaking every taboo.

The myth that virgins couldn’t last didn’t apply to him. Lee Seong only grew more animalistic, driving her toward another climax.

“Lee Seong…”

He moved reflexively, chasing greater pleasure, desperate for more.

He became pure instinct—an animal finally claiming what he’d wanted for so long.

Even if it was just her body.

And as he listened to her gasps of ecstasy, he reveled in it.