Contract Marriage with a Male Friend - Chapter 9

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#9

Dok Go Beom Jin had lost his mind.
Yes, he’d definitely lost it.
“You’re completely drunk.”
“If that makes you comfortable, let’s go with that.”
“Ha.”
Sui shook her head slowly, deliberately.
“How can you say something like that? How? You’re not supposed to be like this.”
“Try it first, then decide. If you feel bad about it, we’ll chalk it up to drunken foolishness and go back to being friends.”
She’d fallen asleep in the taxi and woken up drowsy, her head foggy, her whole body heavy with exhaustion.
Beom Jin’s voice, now lowered to an intimate murmur, felt like a serpent’s tongue licking her eardrums.
Then a fatal poison seeped through her ear and into her body.
Flowing through her veins, it crept deeper still—into her mind.
Just once.
Just one time.
Like Beom Jin said, if it didn’t work out, they’d just go back to being friends.
By tomorrow, he’d forget all of it anyway.
I’d be the only one who remembered.
So…
“Let’s try.”
A large hand wrapped around her shoulder, then traced down her arm and encircled her waist.
A soft thud.
Beom Jin pulled her toward him.
Sui tumbled into his embrace.
“Starting with a kiss.”
At those suggestive words falling from above her head, she found herself holding her breath.
“Push me away if you don’t like it. I’ll let you.”
Blunt, careless Dok Go Beom Jin looked different now.
Every flicker of his gaze, every touch of his hand, every breath felt electric.
It was as though all the seductive things in the world had been gathered and molded into one.
“Close your eyes.”
……
“Part your lips.”
The moment Sui parted her lips without thinking and exhaled slowly,
Beom Jin lowered his head and sealed his mouth to hers.
Between their precisely fitted lips, warm breath crossed back and forth.
Then something hot and wet invaded her gently from within.
……!
Her startled grip tightened on his collar, and his large hand stroked her back soothingly, as if to say it was all right.
Beom Jin wrapped around her frozen tongue, coaxing it, and drank the sweet saliva pooling in her mouth.
The sound of fabric pressing closer against fabric seemed unnaturally loud.
As his slow, relentless exploration brushed every corner of her mouth, Sui couldn’t help but let out a soft moan.
A strange sensation ran down her spine and pooled deep in her lower belly.
Tilting his head further, Beom Jin took her hand and interlaced their fingers.
A far deeper, more concentrated sensation than anything she’d felt in the taxi flooded through her entire body.
Then, when Beom Jin parted his lips slightly,
Sui followed him without thinking.
With a soft smack, their wet lips pressed together again.
Beom Jin smiled against her lips, his tongue slowly stroking the inside of her mouth to soothe her.
“I’ll take that as your answer.”
“Ha…”
Despite his teasing words, Sui had no strength left to push back or even shoot him a look.
It felt as though a sudden downpour had fallen only on her.
She didn’t want to admit it, but she had to.
A kiss with Dok Go Beom Jin—her very first kiss—was impossibly deep, burning hot, and intoxicating.
She didn’t want to pull away.
She wanted to keep kissing him.
She didn’t want to escape the sensation ravaging her insides.
“You’ll follow me, won’t you?”
That annoying Dok Go Beom Jin.
He already knew her answer, yet he asked as if seeking permission.
While smiling like that.
“I’ll make you forget it all.”
“Forget… what?”
“Everything that’s hurt you.”
Was Dok Go Beom Jin always this good with words?
Usually she was the one talking, and Beom Jin mostly listened and nodded along.
Had he maybe met someone else when she wasn’t looking?
Then Sui shook her head firmly.
‘Pointless thoughts.’
What Dok Go Beom Jin did, who he saw, none of it had anything to do with her.
They were like family.
After tonight, they’d be friends again.
So for now…
She surrendered to his sweet promise to make her forget every hurt, using alcohol as her excuse.
“You don’t want to go?”
Interpreting her head shake as a refusal, Beom Jin asked carefully, his eyes darkening.
In moments like this, he really did resemble a loyal dog.
“Can you promise me something?”
Sui hesitated, then spoke.
“That you’ll make me forget it all.”
That someday she might hear news of her father’s death.
That she’d have to accept being alone in the world.
This twisted thing between them—all of it.
“I promise.”
Beom Jin lifted her easily into his arms.
“I’ll swallow it all. Every last bit of it.”

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Click.
The sound of the door closing behind them seemed unusually loud.
Beom Jin slowly lowered Sui onto the bench in the Entrance Hall, then knelt before her.
“Let me—I’ll do it.”
The low-heeled black Oxford Shoes she wore to work were quite worn.
Embarrassed, she wriggled her trapped ankle, and Beom Jin gripped it more firmly as he spoke.
“Today, you have only one job.”
He removed her shoes with the care one might show a precious, one-of-a-kind treasure.
“To accept me.”
Beom Jin looked up at her.
“It’s fine.”
……
“We’re drunk anyway.”
The moment he finished speaking, Beom Jin pulled her neck toward him and sealed their lips together.
Unlike their first kiss—gentle, exploratory—this second one was fiercer, hotter.
Startled by his deep invasion, Sui pushed against his shoulders, but Beom Jin caught her wrists and made her wrap her arms around his neck.
As he stood, he pulled her up with him, pressing her thin frame tightly against himself, tongues tangling.
The embarrassing wet sounds of saliva mixing continued endlessly.
Beom Jin seized her relentlessly, sucking as though he’d tear his own tongue out—as if trying to imprint himself inside her.
The normally large but gentle demeanor vanished completely; he moved like a pure animal, driven by instinct alone.
Beom Jin peeled off Sui’s black jacket and let it drop to the floor.
It looked like a barrier that had stood between them.
Hhng…!
Caught in a tidal wave of pleasure, Sui barely parted her lips the moment his fingers reached for the buttons of her Blouse.
“Ha… wait…”
Her pale hand barely caught his thick wrist, holding it back.
“Here isn’t…”
“Ah.”
The inside of Sui’s thigh pressed against Beom Jin’s thick, firm waist.
“Doing it for the first time here wouldn’t feel right, would it?”
“No, that’s not what I meant—”
She’d meant don’t touch there, but Beom Jin only smiled wickedly.
“I’m fine with it.”
He adjusted Sui in his arms and held her close.
Their lower bodies pressed tighter, rubbing together.
Hhng…
Without meaning to, Sui wrapped her arms around his neck and moaned.
“Put me down…”
“Don’t want to.”
“You’re… mmph…”
Her words growing slurred and adorable, Beom Jin laughed and lowered her slightly before pulling her back in.
Their most intimate parts, pressed together with no space between them, felt blazingly hot.
“Dok Go Beom Jin, you… did you put my Thermos Bottle in your pocket or something?”
At her words, Beom Jin let out an incredulous laugh.
“Why would I put your Thermos Bottle in my pocket?”
“It’s thick, and large, and hard—it feels exactly like my Thermos Bottle. It has to be.”
A few months ago, on the way home from work together, Sui had bought a Thermos Bottle.
She’d said she needed a large capacity, and true to her words, she’d picked one that was quite thick, large, and rigid.
“It’s not.”
He pressed her against the wall while still holding her.
The moment cold wall met her back, Sui gasped sharply.
“Check for yourself.”
And the moment Beom Jin began to move his hips,
Sui buried her face in his neck, her whole body trembling as she whimpered.
“Wait… stop… something feels… strange…”
“It’s not strange. It’s good.”
“Dok Go Beom Jin, wait…!”
Sealing their lips once more, Beom Jin parted her tender membranes with his tongue, licking eagerly.
Moaning softly, Sui gripped his collar tight.
…Ha.
Unable to hold back any longer, he lifted her up and carried her toward the Bedroom.
Each time her body swayed, alcohol seemed to spread through her veins; her mind grew hazy, her senses sharper.
The friction was almost unbearably hot.
Embarrassed at the wetness spreading through her underwear, Sui gripped his shoulders the moment soft sheets met her back.
“Hey, Dok Go Beom Jin! Are you listening to me?”
“Mm-hmm.”
“You’re not listening at all. Look at your eyes.”
“Mm-hmm.”
It was true.
Right now, Beom Jin’s eyes were glazed over.
He reached toward the buttons of her Blouse he hadn’t managed to undo yet.

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