My Brother's Friend Wasn't a Guy - Chapter 22

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22.

“That’s exactly it…….”
Kang Hyun drew Lee Jin’s hand closer, then grasped the part of his body that had risen most prominently.
Though he wasn’t touching bare skin, the sensation was breathtakingly intense.
“Mm…….”
As Lee Jin let out a soft whimper and trembled, Kang Hyun wore a slow smile while tormenting that sensitive peak with his fingertips.
“Ah…….”
She released a shaky breath and squeezed her eyes shut.
The way her peak responded to even the slightest touch revealed just how sensitive her body truly was.
Innocent in spirit yet exquisitely responsive in flesh—how obscenely arousing he found it that Kang Hyun had to clench his teeth to contain himself.
He guided her hand to his own chest, drawn by the furtive glances he’d been catching from her.
“Touch me too. That way it’s fair.”
“Ah, mm…….”
Lee Jin made an odd sound and flinched, yet she didn’t pull her hand away.
The firm, smooth muscle beneath her fingertips, traced with slight ridges, was foreign to her—and yet breathtakingly captivating. As if spellbound, she let her hand drift across his solid chest.
Kang Hyun exhaled a long, suppressed breath.
“Are you… okay?”
Startled by how pained he looked, Lee Jin asked in concern.
“No, I’m not.”
He shook his head and pulled her into his embrace. The moment she found herself sitting on his lap, she went rigid—aware of something hard pressed against her from below.
“Even when you stay still, I’m stimulated. What happens if you move?”
“Your eyes… will spin?”
She really was sharp. Kang Hyun exhaled softly, watching how Lee Jin retained and recalled every word he said without letting a single one slip away.
Lee Jin suspected his eyes weren’t the only thing spinning—that some other part of him was responding far more intensely—but she didn’t voice it.
What had been pressing against her grew even harder. She felt a secret tension bloom across her lower belly and her body jerked slightly.
Observing her reaction intently, Kang Hyun felt the string of his reason snap entirely. In one fluid motion, he stripped away her top and tossed it aside carelessly.
Too startled to even think of following her discarded clothes with her eyes, Lee Jin called to him in a pleading voice.
“Kang Hyun…….”
The moment the protective barrier of her clothes vanished, Lee Jin’s face flushed crimson and she crossed her arms to cover herself.
“I was wrong. I’m even giving you time to feel embarrassed.”
Muttering thus, Kang Hyun lowered his lips at once. Each time his mouth traced across her pale, soft skin, it felt as though he were branding her.
The tightly clenched barrier of her arms gradually loosened.
He warmed her skin where goosebumps had risen from the cool air, as pleasure beyond all measure washed over him in overwhelming waves.
Lifting her into his arms and onto the bed, Kang Hyun unbuttoned her bothersome pants while making a silent vow—he would stock her bathroom with plenty of robes from now on.
Now bare, Lee Jin squirmed uncertainly, trying to burrow into the blanket.
“That’s the last thing we need right now.”
Just as he’d carelessly thrown her top and pants somewhere, Kang Hyun now flung the blanket away as well. With nothing left to hide beneath, Lee Jin’s face crumpled.
“But still……!”
Her protest died before it could continue—swallowed by his lips.
“Ah, mm…….”
Soon, words ceased in the bedroom. Instead, ragged breathing and the wet sounds of skin meeting skin filled the silence.

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Opening her eyes early that morning, Lee Jin couldn’t help but let out a sound of discomfort. Her entire body ached as though she’d been thoroughly beaten.
So intimate relations required stamina too. Lee Jin turned this rather shocking realization over in her mind, then murmured to herself.
“At least it’s fortunate. I finished the pottery yesterday.”
Had she picked up a sculpting tool today, her arms would surely have trembled so badly she’d ruin the piece.
“Even a night like this, and Lee Jin’s head is still full of nothing but pottery. That’s shocking.”
A low voice sounded, and immediately strong arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her close.
Caught off guard and drawn against him, she stiffened—acutely aware that both of them lay completely bare.
Fortunately, they were beneath the blanket, so there was no shame, though the memories from last night came flooding back, creating a different kind of difficulty.
“It’s because of someone that I don’t think I can work today.”
Lee Jin listened to her own hoarse voice and sighed. His persistence last night had left her throat raw.
“Ah, so it’s my fault.”
Kang Hyun replied with laughter threading through his voice.
But Lee Jin couldn’t laugh along.
“Wait a moment. This thing, this thing…”
Among the sensations against her bare skin, there was one distinctly foreign: something hard and warm.
Kang Hyun slowly traced her startled spine and answered.
“Don’t worry. You think I’m so weak I can’t even hold a Sculpting Tool? I’d never do something so vile. This is just proof that I’m a healthy man—there’s no need to mind it.”
No need to mind it? Lee Jin blinked slowly, wondering if she could manage that.
“What is it? Or did I miss something? Tell me what fell short and I’ll make absolutely sure to satisfy you—”
Lee Jin couldn’t bear to hear another word. She reached up and pressed her palm against his mouth. The sharpness vanished from her eyes, replaced by a soft curve toward him.
The warmth of his lips against her palm somehow felt embarrassing. She exhaled and spoke.
“Are you teasing me right now?”
“I wouldn’t call it teasing. I’d call it my desires speaking.”
“You—”
Her protest came out sharp enough that Kang Hyun broke into laughter.
By then the sun had risen just enough to spill across the Bedroom. His laughter and the morning light drifted through the room together.

***

Lee Jin’s birthday was only a few days away. Kang Hyun made his way to the Department Store to find a gift.
She was frugal by nature. Her clothes were always neat, and among the things she carried, not a single luxury item.
Yet she never looked impoverished or sloppy. Her makeup was light, far simpler than those who labored over their appearance—and yet she was several times lovelier.
Of course, she was most beautiful wearing nothing at all.
Kang Hyun recalled the events of the past weekend and indulged in lusty fantasies as he walked. When a man with such exceptional physicality strode past, all eyes turned toward him.
They would never know his polished exterior belied such unrefined thoughts. His face remained perfectly blank.
Upon entering the Luxury Goods Section, a staff member who recognized him greeted him warmly and offered to assist.
Once inside the VIP Room, he watched a clerk approaching with a catalog of new men’s products and spoke.
“Could you recommend a Women’s Handbag?”
“A Women’s Handbag, sir?”
The clerk’s expression faltered for a moment before quickly returning to professional poise, offering a smile.
“Of course. Please give me just one moment.”
Once she’d left, Kang Hyun fell into thought. The reason he’d studied Cheon Eun-jung’s handbag so carefully when they’d met before was precisely this.
Since then, he’d been pondering what would make the perfect gift for Lee Jin’s birthday.
“Your answer is predictable enough.”
She’d refuse, cite the burden, claim it was too much—he knew her objections by heart. Yet the desire to place an expensive luxury item in her hands remained his own willful indulgence.
“I’m sorry you’ll have to accept it, but I do as I please.”
He was muttering to himself when the clerk returned with catalogs in hand.
Since he hadn’t specified who the gift was for, the selection she’d assembled mixed items favored by older women with those preferred by younger ones.
Kang Hyun immediately dismissed the brands his mother liked—the ones plastered with logos that screamed their own luxury.
The clerk, sensing he was shopping for a younger woman, had the presence of mind to recommend several tasteful options.
“Show me those ones.”
“Right away, sir.”
Kang Hyun ended up purchasing a luminous handbag in a bright hue that perfectly suited Lee Jin’s appearance.
Just as he was leaving after payment—
“My goodness, what brings you here?”
A familiar voice reached him.
Of all the days and hours, Kang Hyun found himself face-to-face with his mother Jin Ae-ran, his expression growing troubled as he adjusted his brow.
“I had something to purchase.”
Even at her son’s terse reply, Jin Ae-ran’s eyes sparkled with curiosity. The moment she glimpsed the Women’s Handbag he’d bought, her eyes widened.
“So this time you’re serious.”
Hearing his mother’s delighted exclamation, Kang Hyun found himself frowning despite himself.
“Serious?”
At his question, Jin Ae-ran spoke with slightly heightened emotion, like someone who’d sensed a quiet cat climbing onto a kitchen ledge before anyone else.
“You can fool others, but never your mother. That bag is for Eun-jung, isn’t it? You’re worried I’ll think you only care for her and not me, so you’re playing dumb. What do you take me for? My heart isn’t that narrow.”
He hadn’t said a word, yet inside Jin Ae-ran’s mind a complete story had taken shape in an instant.
Kang Hyun, suddenly exhausted, let out a sigh.

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