Joon-ho moved toward her slowly, deliberate, his cock still slick with Harin's cum and glistening in the dim light of the apartment. Madam Seo's eyes locked onto it, wide and hungry, her breath shallow as her body trembled with anticipation. She spread her thighs wider on the sofa, the black lace of her lingerie already soaked, clinging transparently to her folds.
When his body loomed over hers, she didn't wait—her manicured fingers hooked around his neck, pulling him down into a kiss. Their mouths clashed instantly, all teeth and tongue, her desperation spilling through as though she'd been starved for this. Joon-ho kissed her back firmly, grounding her, his weight pressing into her curves.
As they kissed, he angled his hips, the blunt head of his cock brushing against her slick entrance. Madam Seo gasped into his mouth, arching her back, her legs wrapping tightly around his waist.
"Inside," she whispered, breath hot, voice fraying with need. "I want it—now."
