"What happens when your one-night stand plans to become your stepdad?"

It's been two weeks since that night, but I still can't forget him. It was so enthralling that the thrill stuck to my bones till now.

It weighed on my mind like a dumbbell and cost me my concentration. A man so hot... Ah, how could I forget him?

I wanted to see him again. I wanted to feel his warmth, his aggressive arms, and the way he smirked ever so often while I moaned like a messed-up recorder underneath him, sounds he seemed to favor.

But it was just a fling between two strangers. No strings attached, and no names involved.

I thought I would never see him again, until he showed up in my living room with his arms around my mother. 

And she said,

"Ha-Joon, this is Tae-Hyun, my fiancé. We're getting married in a few days, so get ready."

My heart stopped for a moment as my world shook.

And then he looked at me, his devilish eyes met mine. I gulped. They were those same eyes that had seen too much of me.

He remembered me, that was certain.

And judging by the way he smirked at me, he wasn't done with me yet.

Just how did that handsome, no, how did that hot man suddenly gain the identity of my stepfather?

(A curious naive college student who wanted to have sex for the first time took his first dive into danger, only to find out the tiger he slept with was about to become his family)

Note: this isn't an incest story so read the auxiliary chapter to know more before coming to your conclusion.

I sighed restlessly for the fifth time. What am I going to do?


Should I just sleep in a motel tonight?


After he left last night, surprisingly... not so surprisingly actually... my knees gave in and I trembled.


Last night felt so long because of Tae-Hyun.


Not only had he messed up my thinking, but my body also didn't want to listen to me.


I did my best to be calm when he was around, especially seeing he had an erection, but after he left... All that tension and body contact... All that heat and stimulation... All of it got to me and I had to jerk off a lot.


I mean, no matter how many times I did it, I never got satisfied. My body was craving more than just my hands.


I even touched back there a couple of times while I played with the front, but it still didn't leave me satisfied.


I needed something big, something thick with just the right girth and texture... Ah, I wish I had that, I wouldn't need to go through all that trouble.


Chapter 30 - Maybe I won't get hard for the time being either