Kyung-hye's knees nearly buckled as he pushed her forward, bending her over the edge of the bed. She felt the cool air kiss her skin just before his hand came down sharply on her ass, the sting making her cry out. He chuckled darkly, his fingers rubbing the reddening skin soothingly before trailing down to tease her already wet folds.
"Fuck, you're soaking," he muttered, spreading her slickness with his fingers before plunging two inside her without warning. Kyung-hye gasped, her nails digging into the sheets as he pumped his fingers in and out of her, curling them just right to hit that spot that made stars explode behind her eyes.
"Please," she whimpered, her voice trembling with need. "More."
He didn't make her wait. Withdrawing his fingers, he lined himself up and thrust into her in one smooth motion, filling her completely. The stretch was exquisite, making her moan long and loud as he began to move, each thrust driving her closer to the edge.
His hands gripped her hips tightly, pulling her back to meet each powerful stroke as he fucked her with a primal urgency that left her breathless. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, mingling with their mingled cries of pleasure.
Kyung-hye's mind went blank, consumed by the overwhelming sensations coursing through her body. She reached back to grip his thigh, urging him deeper as she felt the first waves of orgasm building inside her. "Harder," she begged, her voice barely above a whisper.
He obliged, slamming into her with such force that the bed creaked beneath them. His hand tangled in her hair, pulling her head back as he leaned over her. "Come for me," he growled in her ear.
And she did, screaming his name as ecstasy tore through her like a wildfire. He followed moments later, burying himself deep inside her as he emptied himself with a guttural groan.
Kyung-hye's skin still tingled from the aftershocks of their last encounter, her body warm and pliant beneath the sheets. She turned to him, her dark eyes glinting with a mix of mischief and hunger. "Tie me up," she said, her voice low but commanding, each syllable dripping with intent. "I want to feel completely at your mercy tonight."
He raised an eyebrow, a slow smirk spreading across his face. Without a word, he reached for the silk tie draped over the edge of the bed, his movements deliberate and unhurried. Kyung-hye stretched her arms above her head, offering herself to him without hesitation. The silk slithered around her wrists, cool and smooth against her skin, as he secured them firmly to the bedposts. She tugged experimentally, testing the restraint, and a shiver of anticipation rippled through her.
His hands trailed down her arms, fingers grazing the sensitive skin of her inner elbows before moving to her collarbone. She arched into his touch, her breath hitching slightly as his palms slid lower, cupping her breasts. His thumbs brushed over her nipples, already taut and eager, and a soft sigh escaped her lips. He leaned down, his mouth replacing his hands, his tongue swirling around one peak while his fingers teased the other.
Kyung-hye's hips bucked involuntarily, seeking friction, but he pulled back, leaving her aching and frustrated. "Not yet," he murmured, his breath hot against her skin. He moved down her body, planting kisses along her stomach, each one igniting a new spark of desire. When he reached the apex of her thighs, he paused, his fingers tracing the delicate skin there, just shy of where she wanted him most.
"Please," she whispered, her voice trembling with need.
He grinned up at her, clearly enjoying her desperation. With a deliberate slowness, he parted her folds, his tongue flicking against her clit in a way that made her cry out. His lips closed around the sensitive nub, sucking gently as his fingers slid inside her, curling just right to hit that spot that sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body.
Kyung-hye thrashed against the restraints, her breath coming in shallow gasps as he worked her with relentless precision. The tension coiled tighter and tighter within her until it finally snapped, her body convulsing as she came undone. He didn't stop, drawing out her orgasm until she was trembling and spent.
When he finally pulled away, she could barely form a coherent thought. But then he was on top of her again, his cock pressing against her entrance. He entered her in one smooth thrust, filling her completely. Kyung-hye moaned, the sensation overwhelming after the heightened sensitivity of her climax.
He set a punishing pace, driving into her with unrelenting force. The sound of skin against skin filled the room, mingling with their ragged breaths and moans. Kyung-hye's body writhed beneath him, every nerve alight with pleasure as he took her to the edge again and again.
Just when she thought she couldn't take anymore, he reached for a toy on the nightstand a sleek vibrator that hummed to life as soon as he flicked the switch. He pressed it against her clit while he continued to thrust into her, the combined sensations sending her spiraling into another intense orgasm.
By the time he finally found his own release, Kyung-hye was utterly spent, her body boneless and trembling. He collapsed beside her, untied her wrists with a gentleness that belied the intensity of their encounter, and handed her two crisp bills.
"Thanks for the fuck," he said with a smirk as kyung-hye takes the money, put on her clothes and walk out.