I Think I've Poked a Sleeping Bear
Chapter 37
You Never Said You Had Something Like That
Slam!
The moment they stepped into the suite and the door clicked shut, they grabbed each other and sought out lips first.
Pressing Dan-a against the wall with an intensity that felt as though he might devour her whole, Lee Heon swallowed her lips. He craved her like a beast starved for days.
Haa.
Unsure when to catch her breath, Dan-a gasped raggedly, finally letting out a burst of hot air.
Seizing the opening, Lee Heon slipped his tongue between her parted lips.
After cautiously exploring her teeth, gums, and every crevice as though handling fragile glass, his tongue met Dan-a's and instantly tangled with it.
Desperate to pull each other into their mouths, their tongues moved restlessly back and forth, sucking and being sucked down to the root. Their saliva mingled messily.
A wet, squelching sound echoed every time their locked lips pulled apart and rejoined.
After sharing that lewd kiss for a long time, their lips briefly parted.
Her flushed cheeks and ecstasy-drenched eyes reflected him, thick with arousal.
Ah, to see him so completely disheveled…
Damp strands of hair clung to his forehead, and his wet shirt hugged his broad shoulders and solid chest.
The droplets of water trickling down the line of his throat were breathtakingly sensual.
Even in the strength of the thick arms and hands wrapping around her, she could feel his lust directed purely at her.
A man she had only ever seen looking impeccably composed was now panting before her, gripped by desire, his eyes blazing like a wild beast staring at its prey.
She, too, felt lust boiling up from somewhere deep within.
“President… you really love kissing, don't you?”
“Yes. I love it. Kissing you, Lee Dan-a-ssi.”
“…What?”
As Dan-a looked startled, Lee Heon tilted his head.
“Why are you surprised? Did you think I'd just kiss anyone?”
When she nodded, a faint smirk tugged at his lips.
“What's the point of kissing if it isn't with you?”
Right. Why on earth did I ever wonder if we were just kissing partners?
Thinking about it now, it seemed utterly ridiculous.
How could anyone kiss like this without love?
And every single time they met, no less.
He cupped Dan-a's chin as she panted with a flushed face.
“Are you thinking about something else?”
“I was thinking about you, President.”
“Thinking what?”
“That I like you.”
“Ha.”
At Dan-a's words, a jolt of electricity surged through Lee Heon's entire body. Naturally, his lower half grew heavy.
Lee Dan-a, Lee Dan-a, Lee Dan-a.
“Me too. I like you.”
He licked and swallowed the saliva glistening on her lips before biting down on them once more.
Quickly. I want to take all of her.
I'll make her stay by my side forever, saying she only loves me. Promising she'll never leave me.
The only pocket left to hold her was his own body. He had no intention of making room for anything else.
As his unbearable desire erupted, his core screamed at him to make her his.
Still kissing her, Lee Heon scooped Dan-a into his arms and laid her onto the bed.
“Wait, but we're… we're all wet.”
“It doesn't matter.”
There was no way something like that mattered to Lee Heon right now.
Sucking on her lips, he trailed his kisses down to the crook of her neck.
While slowly descending along the soft curve of her neck, shoulders, and chest, his hands worked with the utmost tenderness, undoing her buttons and peeling off her clothes.
As her underwear was revealed between the parted fabric, she moved to cover herself in embarrassment, but he caught her by the wrists.
Just the swell spilling out over the bra made Lee Heon's breath turn ragged. Slowly, he pulled the bra down.
Her pale, beautiful breasts were revealed, tipped with taut pink peaks.
Lee Heon let out a heavy breath. His heart burned so hot it felt as though his entire body might combust.
“Presi… eungh.”
Lee Heon cupped her breast.
Such soft skin…
At a sensation he was experiencing for the first time in his life, he squeezed his eyes shut and opened them again.
He gathered both breasts together. In his hands, her tender flesh swelled as if ready to burst. Against his palms, he could feel the rigid hardness of her nipples. She was reacting to his touch.
“Haah. President…!”
At Dan-a's reaction, his brow furrowed slightly as he chuckled.
“It's thrilling because it feels like I'm doing something bad, but… shall we start by changing that title?”
Lee Heon lowered his head, pressing his tongue to the very tip of her peak, and looked up at her.
“Say my name. Call me by my name.”
“…Heon…-ssi…”
“What was that? I can't hear you.”
“Lee… Lee Heon-ssi…”
A sharp pang struck his chest.
What is it about a simple name that does this?
Though his name had been called countless times over more than thirty years, the moment she spoke it, his heart ached and his groin throbbed as if it were the first time it had ever been uttered.
Unable to hold back any longer, he took Dan-a's full breast deep into his mouth.
“Aah!”
Dan-a's body arched.
No way. The moment he sucked on her flesh, a searing heat seemed to envelop her entire body.
To think such a feeling existed in the world. She was flustered and embarrassed, yet at the same time so electrified that she had no idea what to do.
Even so, he didn't stop.
Gentle one moment, painfully intense the next; hot, then even hotter.
His movements expertly stimulated her body.
The controlled, continuous friction sent throbbing waves through her. Pleasure flooded every inch of her frame.
“Haa, Lee Heon-ssi…”
Lee Heon-ssi, Lee Heon-ssi.
She didn't know why, but she kept wanting to say his name.
Perhaps it was an instinctive cry.
Ra Iheon. I want you.
As if sensing that, Lee Heon's hands moved without hesitation.
Whether from the rain or from the sensations he was drawing out of her, her thoroughly soaked panties were rolled down and slipped past her legs.
Though she felt embarrassed being completely stripped, there wasn't even time to hide herself.
His hand, parting her legs, had already moved toward her entrance.
The moment his thumb rubbed against her swollen core, a violent shudder ripped through her entire body.
“Hnngh, Lee… Lee Heon-ssi.”
At a complete loss, she gripped his arm tightly.
His forearm was rock-hard and burning hot. The tautly bulging veins made it clear just how badly he wanted her.
At his seamless touch, her legs instinctively clamped shut. In response, he used his strong grip to part them wide once more.
Then, extending a single long finger, he parted her folds and pushed inside.
“Nngh!”
As she flinched from the tension, he began teasing and nudging at her as if tickling her.
Every time their flesh met, a sharp, electric jolt shot straight down to the tips of her toes.
Part of her wanted him to stop, while another part desperately prayed he wouldn't.
Fortunately, he did not stop there.
“Haah, ah…”
To make me yearn this much with just a single finger…
Her body felt as though it were melting into liquid.
“Haah, Presi—Lee Heon-ssi… St-stop, it feels too… too strange… hnng!”
“You like it right here.”
Looking like a man who had discovered a sunken treasure galleon in the vast open sea, a satisfied expression crossed his face. Then, with eyes stained with greed, he unceasingly unearthed the treasures within.
“Haa, n-no, it's… too weird…! Ah, stop… haah, it feels so good… eungh.”
Lewd, wet noises echoed throughout the room. Writhing in sheer pleasure, she pleaded.
“Nngh, stop, Ra I—haa, Presi—Heon-ssi… ngh, nngh. Stop, wait… haah.”
It felt as though she had been electrocuted, leaving her whole body turned to mush.
Just when she thought she might die of it, he stilled his hand.
Haa, haa.
Heaving for breath as though she had just run a marathon, she looked up at him.
Why did the sight of Lee Heon bringing his fingers to his mouth look so devastatingly sexy?
Dan-a had now firmly fallen under the Ra Iheon spell.
Ra Iheon, I can never give you to anyone else. You're mine.
Dan-a wasn't the only one radiating a raw, possessive desire.
He, too, could no longer endure the blood-surging thirst.
He stripped off his top.
A hard, sculpted physique.
Broad shoulders, with sharply carved lines following down his abdomen.
Power radiating from every single muscle fiber.
Even the sweat trickling between his clearly defined abs was intensely stimulating.
Ah, to think someone could possess such bursting, rock-solid vitality…
An involuntary gasp slipped past her lips before she could swallow it down.
Yet when Lee Heon looked down at her, Dan-a quickly clamped a hand over her mouth, playing dumb.
How adorable.
A smirk playing on his lips, he unbuckled his trousers. Then, he slowly drew them down.
Tense as if primed with venom, his rock-hard length proudly unveiled itself.
As he slowly approached her, she stole a glance at his body—only for her mouth to drop open at the ferocious thing filling her vision.
“W-wait a second! What… what on earth is that?!”