Contract Marriage with a Male Friend - Chapter 11

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#11

“Haah…….”
Su-i exhaled slowly, her breath lingering.
“Dok-go…….”
Beom-jin caught the pale, delicate hand reaching toward him and brought her fingers to his lips.
“Why?”
“It’s too much. Mm…….”
“What is?”
Beom-jin’s mouth curved into a mischievous smile, one corner lifting.
“You asked me to go slowly, so that’s what I’m doing.”
It was true.
Each time pleasure crested, Su-i’s body felt as though it might split in two, and she’d clung to his shoulders, pleading.
But…….
Su-i’s delicate brow creased as she exhaled softly, turning her head to the side.
Fast was difficult in its own way, but slow was difficult too.
The warmth of him probing deep inside her was too vivid, too tangible.
It felt relentless and scorching, as though he were etching the name Beom-jin into her cells, one by one.
‘This is too dangerous…….’
As the pleasure deepened, danger seemed to crystallize with it.
But what was truly dangerous was that she couldn’t stop.
“An Su-i.”
His voice was thick and low as he spoke her name, and beneath it lay an unmistakable demand that she look at him.
Su-i turned her head again, her eyes glistening as she met his gaze.
Only when he saw himself reflected fully in those wide eyes did Beom-jin’s expression soften with satisfaction.
“Look at me. You should be looking at me.”
“Beom-jin, mm…….”
“That’s right. Remember who you’re with.”
His large hand covered her flat belly, pressing gently without pain.
“Remember what I’m putting inside you.”
Beom-jin intended to remember this moment until his dying day.
And An Su-i had no choice but to do the same.
Of course, he knew exactly how she would react.
She would run.
Claiming she didn’t want to lose the long friendship.
He understood all too well why Su-i clung so desperately to the word ‘friend’.
So he’d laid a trap.
One she could never escape—something inescapable and relentlessly strong.
“Ah……!”
Su-i arched her back, her body trembling violently.
The pleasure reaching up to just below her throat was almost unbearable.
Beom-jin knew her condition better than anyone, yet he showed her no mercy.
Rather, he pressed harder, more urgently.
“Don’t forget a single moment.”
Me. This time. Now.
He whispered against her lips, fingers intertwining with hers as he kissed her.
The long night was only beginning.

***

“Ahhh…….”
Su-i gripped the sheets, her body quivering in small waves.
Beom-jin raised himself up, his lips slick and wet, and licked them with his tongue.
“So you do like it when I do it this way.”
“No, that’s not—you’re just——”
“Liar.”
Beom-jin settled his weight back onto her.
Su-i’s moans grew deeper, longer.
Even after all these times, she still wasn’t used to it.
To a size she could never quite get used to.
“Don’t turn away.”
When Su-i turned her head, overwhelmed by sensation, Beom-jin’s brow furrowed and he gripped her chin, forcing her eyes back to his.
“Don’t avoid me. Not now, not ever.”
But she was embarrassed.
Yet Su-i could only nod silently.
If she said no here… Beom-jin seemed like he’d never let her out of this bed again.
“There’s something I didn’t tell you.”
Beom-jin spoke as he gripped her slender waist with both hands.
“I only do this with someone I’m going to marry. That’s my personal creed.”
At the word ‘marry,’ Su-i’s inner walls clenched tight.
“Nn.”
Beom-jin’s eye narrowed and he paused for a moment.
‘That was close.’
But only for a moment.
He laughed softly.
“So you agree, then?”
“Agree? What do you mean——”
“Or are you refusing?”
Beom-jin hoisted her delicate ankle onto his shoulder, and gently pressed her parted lips with his thumb.
“That won’t work. I’ll demand emotional damages and An Su-i won’t be able to handle it.”
As his finger slipped inside and pressed her wet tongue down, a wave of intense pleasure crashed through her.
“I’ll keep you in this bed forever.”
As tension coiled through his solid buttocks and thighs, Su-i’s mouth fell open.
Her entire body felt as though it might shatter.
It felt as though Beom-jin were pushing through entirely, through that narrow passage.
“There’s only one answer, Su-i.”
“Ah……!”
“Us. Together. Always.”

***

Beom-jin gazed down at Su-i, asleep in his embrace.
“…….”
Soft, rhythmic breathing.
Her gentle breaths drew an unbidden smile from him.
“An Su-i.”
He spoke her name softly, and she stirred slightly before nestling deeper into his chest.
Beom-jin pressed his lips together, stifling a groan with desperate restraint.
‘How is she so cute?’
It was a thought that struck him every time he looked at her.
Even the smallest things—her breathing, her blinking—were endearing, but the most adorable moment was when she scowled with mock sternness, scolding him while adjusting his necktie.
Though now, she’d surpassed even that.
This image—her clinging to his neck, trembling as she gasped, then falling asleep exhausted—was the most beloved version of Su-i he’d ever witnessed.
He wanted to bury himself deep inside her again right then and there.
Beom-jin pulled her close, burying his face in her pale, slender neck.
With each breath, her unique, subtle fragrance filled his lungs.
Nothing could be more complete than this.
“Mm…….”
Su-i’s delicate brow furrowed, as though uncomfortable.
Beom-jin loosened his grip slightly, beginning to stroke her back gently.
Su-i’s expression eased into contentment, and she sank back into deep sleep.
“I know exactly how you’ll react.”
“…….”
“You’ll avoid me for a while, and when we do run into each other, you’ll act resolved, speaking with conviction.”
“…….”
“You’ll want to go back to being just friends again.”
Beom-jin brushed her hair back from her pale forehead and pressed a light kiss there.
“That won’t happen.”
He traced the marks he’d left on her slender neck with his thumb, whispering.
“This is the one time I won’t grant your wish.”

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Su-i woke just before noon the next day.
She struggled to sit up, pressing her forehead with one hand.
“Ugh, I feel dizzy…….”
It was the first time she’d drunk far past her limit.
In her haze, she’d confronted the anxiety that had been drifting through her unconscious mind.
She wasn’t ready to accept the fact that she stood alone in the world.
She had no courage whatsoever to accept being left behind.
Su-i wrapped her arms around her drawn-up knees, lowering her head.
Her heart spun more than her head.
“Mm.”
Then a sharp pain shot through her lower back, and Su-i’s brow creased.
What was this?
This sensation of her entire skeleton coming apart……?
She’d moved the way she always did, yet her body was screaming in protest.
Then, abruptly, her movements stopped.
She’d suffered through hangovers before, but she’d never lost her memories.
She didn’t remember everything in detail, but she could usually recall events in rough chronological order as she sobered.
Last night bubbled up in her small mind like soap bubbles, one after another.
Yesterday, she’d arrived at Han Sang’s Aunt’s House first and had already started drinking.
As her vision blurred and the world tilted, Beom-jin arrived.
He arrived, grabbed her wrist just as she was bringing her glass to her lips.

“Did something happen?”
“Hmm…… yeah? I agreed to a blind date?”

At that moment, Beom-jin had definitely grabbed her wrist.
Very hard.
His grip was so strong that even drunk, the sensation remained vivid.
And then what else happened…….

“An Su-i. Want to kiss?”

The moment she recalled those dark, fathomless eyes fixed on her with such intensity.
Su-i gasped and jerked her head up, eyes flying wide.

“Try it and decide. If it feels bad, chalk it up to drunk foolishness and we’ll just go back to being friends.”

And then, Beom-jin and she…….
“Oh my god!”

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