Dopamine Addiction - Chapter 45

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45.
Their room was Room 103. Since the guest room door opened directly onto the parking garage, they could enter without stopping by the Lobby.
Heejoo paused before the door. A shabby Christmas Wreath greeted her.
Liam approached from the side and unlocked the door with his Key. Then, flashing a playful smile, he extended one arm.
“Ladies first.”
“Thank you.”
“Don’t mention it.”
Heejoo swallowed hard without realizing it. She brushed past Liam and stepped into the room.
Click—she heard the door close behind her. Thud—the sound of a bag being set down.
All right. Do or die. With resolve steeled, Heejoo turned her head.
“I’ll shower first——!”
But before she could finish, Liam lunged at her.
It was the opposite of the man who had been humming contentedly just moments before—he was tense, urgent, almost desperate.
Cupping her face in his large hands, he pressed their lips together without warning. It was like a savage wind rushing in.
He pressed closer like a predator backing its prey into a corner. Heejoo stumbled backward, step by step.
Her back met the wall. There was nowhere left to run. Her heart plummeted.
“——!”
A primal alarm flooded through her. Terror, as if the ground were crumbling beneath her feet. One more step, and she would lose herself.
Yet there was nowhere to escape. The rough kiss reached deep inside in one breath, and her reason began to fade.
Liam pulled back slightly, then bit her lower lip. It didn’t hurt. Instead, an indescribable sensation surged up from her belly.
It was ticklish, and yet somehow unsettling. The moment her rigid walls began to crumble.
Instinctively, Heejoo grabbed his shoulders. She didn’t want to be swept away. She wanted to stand firm, rigid, and defend her ground.
She didn’t want him to cross her fence. She didn’t want him trampling through with muddy feet.
Her land, which no one had ever set foot on, would soon be a mess of his footprints.
And if he left then? If he no longer found her interesting?
He would simply disappear, but his footprints would remain vivid on her—for a very long time.
And every time she saw those footprints, she would think of him.
Even if Liam’s feelings were sincere now, they wouldn’t last. And it wouldn’t be him clinging to attachment to the end—it would be her.
Yes, that was what she feared. The imbalance of their feelings. The hurt she would suffer because of it.
So she had made excuses about a Contract. If this were a transaction between them, she didn’t have to give her heart. She didn’t have to be sincere.
“Shh. Don’t think about things that haven’t happened yet.”
Liam rubbed his lips against her ear, his voice low and urgent.
It was a voice sensual enough to raise goosebumps. And at the same time, it pierced straight through her mind.
“Just think of you and me. Just the two of us.”
“The world hasn’t ended, though.”
“I’ll end it for you.”
The casual way he asked was so serious he sounded as though he’d press the nuclear button the moment she nodded.
That seriousness was proof that he was insane.
“…….”
Heejoo shut her eyes tight. She couldn’t watch the world end.
Instead of pushing him away, she pulled him closer, harder. A soft breath escaped between his teeth.
But it didn’t last. He kissed her again, like a violent storm.
Liam moved from her lips to her jaw, then her neck, worrying the delicate skin. Her hands gripped his shoulders harder.
No—her entire body tensed. Every finger, every toe.
“Hm……ah.”
She clamped her lips shut, but a whimper leaked out.
Sensing her distress, Liam’s movements became gentler.
“Will I finally get to see that black lingerie today?”
Warm breath scattered across her nape. He might have been smiling.
His lips descended lazily to her collarbone while his hands gripped her waist. His fingers, which had been hovering over her clothes, slowly slipped beneath her shirt.
“Hah!”
Heejoo’s eyes flew open, startled. The sensation of his bare hand on her skin was so raw she could barely breathe.
“Why are you so surprised? Acting like it’s your first time.”
“…….”
Heejoo tried to laugh carelessly, feigning nonchalance as if this were routine.
Liam froze. A thought he’d had days ago in the shower flickered through his mind again.
“Is it actually your first time?”
“How could it be?”
“It is.”
Liam stared at her face and declared it with certainty. Then he smiled, his eyes narrowing with delight.
He took her chin in one hand and kissed her gently.
“Don’t worry. It’s mine too.”
Heejoo frowned, unconvinced.
“That’s a lie even a passing dog wouldn’t believe.”
“A passing dog might not, but you will. I’m not lying.”
But even as he said it, Liam didn’t much care whether she believed him or not. He had more urgent business.
His lower belly had been aching intensely since earlier. A thirst kept rising. He wanted to grip her wrist tighter, to connect their lips more deeply.
Closer.
Just a little closer.
Maybe it would be better to bite flesh from her neck rather than just kiss it. If he tore a piece away and swallowed it, would this hunger be sated?
His hands ventured deeper into her clothes, moving with bolder intent. Cool at first, they grew warmer.
He found it satisfying—the way her warmth and his own began to match.
His hands climbed slowly upward. Each time, Heejoo’s back tensed involuntarily.
Liam pressed his fingers gently along her spine while kissing her softly. Her smooth skin seemed to pull his fingers in, to wrap around them.
Heejoo gasped for breath. Her ragged breathing spilled into his mouth. He swallowed the air she exhaled.
A slow, creeping satisfaction spread through him. But alongside it came an irresistible hunger. Two contradictory emotions existing as one.
Perhaps he was the one who was truly mad.
A faint laugh escaped between his teeth. But it faded quickly as he began to devour her without restraint.
Their tongues tangled, hot against hot, while his hands caressed her slick skin.
Between the two balanced emotions, hunger won. He descended on her like a man starved for ninety-three days.
He wanted to bite anything he could see, to chew it raw and swallow it down.
Even knowing that Heejoo in his arms flinched like a frightened prey, he couldn’t stop.
It was an impulse beyond his control, a fury he couldn’t tame. And just as he was about to push her to the edge——
“…….”
She wrapped her arms around his neck without thinking. And buried her face in his nape.
“Slow down. Just a little slower…….”
It wasn’t her usual sharp tone. It was something like a plea, almost a whimper.
Liam’s eyes shut tight without his consent. He loved the weight of her clinging wholly to him. He was satisfied by the sight of her undone.
He wanted her to cling more. To plead more. To want more.
If Heejoo desired him, if she—who had never lowered her walls to anyone—lowered them only for him.
Then he would be her one and only. The irreplaceable one.
“…….”
His lower belly ached with electricity. For Liam, who had lived his entire life as someone’s substitute, there was no sweeter seduction.
Suddenly Heejoo’s back went rigid with tension. Only then did he realize his arms had tightened around her.
He consciously released the pressure and whispered tenderly against her ear.
“It’s all right, I’ll be gentle——.”
Bang!
At the same moment, an explosion sounded. The building seemed to shake for an instant.
Liam reflexively pulled Heejoo close and lowered his body. The strange heat that had enveloped them both suddenly turned cold.
Heejoo held her breath. She felt the muscles that held her stiffen with tension.
The man who had been soft moments before suddenly felt like stone.
His heart, which had always beaten steadily, quickened. That surprised her. A man who would laugh even with bullets flying in front of his eyes—tensing was unexpected.
Then his hand tightened on the back of her head. He spoke quickly, urgently.
“Crouch down and run to the Bathroom. Can you do it?”
“…….”
Ah.
Now Heejoo understood. The reason he had tensed wasn’t because of himself. It was because of her.
“Can’t you? Then follow me.”
Liam wrapped his arms around her and changed direction. Then he paused and looked down at his arm.
Heejoo was gripping his forearm tightly. And she smiled.
“I can do it.”
“…….”
“So don’t worry, and you just do what you need to do.”
Liam, caught off guard, let out a lazy laugh.
“Right. That’s just like you, Heejoo.”
Then he muttered, “This is why I don’t prefer ground floor rooms,” as he lifted the curtain slightly and gave her an order.
“You head straight to the Bathroom——.”

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