Ji-hye's breath was still shaky, her body slick with sweat and her pussy fluttering from the intense orgasm—but her hunger hadn't waned. If anything, it had deepened.
Joon-ho was still inside her.
Hard.
Throbbing.
He hadn't cum yet.
She could feel it—his cock twitching, heavy with need. The thick heat of it resting inside her like it belonged there. And God, she didn't want him to stop.
Her fingers traced up his back, clinging to his shoulders, voice small but trembling with want. "Joon-ho... I still want more..."
Her words were breathy, shy—but honest.
He lifted his head to look at her, and the moment their eyes met, something inside her melted. He smiled.
"Then I won't stop," he whispered.
He pulled his hips back, almost all the way out—and then slid back in slowly, savoring every inch of her tightness. Ji-hye moaned, her legs already shaking again, every nerve still raw and tingling.
"Ahh—so sensitive..." she whimpered, biting her lip as he filled her again.
