Chapter: 19
Excessively Delicious
“Hmm. First of all, I’m a perfectly healthy, normal man. Which means I’m human.”
Taeyeon bit her lip. She couldn’t fully argue against his claim that she wasn’t human, nor could she completely agree. No matter how she looked at it, Choi Hyunseo seemed far outside the bounds of normal.
“And yesterday, I told you to try to satisfy Deputy Min, right? Even tempted you with money. Don’t you remember? So what we did last night was just a service for you, Min Taeyeon… I told you to enjoy it while I paid you. You spent the night making me happy, didn’t you? You were under me, whining and crying. Saying ‘Director…’ with delight.”
As Hyunseo added the whiny tone while saying “Director,” Taeyeon bit her lip tightly again. That scene was still vivid in her mind. She’d clung to “Director” with that little whine, and he had boldly said he would pay her if she pleased him. So technically, nothing he said now was wrong—yet why was it so difficult to accept as truth?
Taeyeon slowly shifted her body back.
“That… was too much,” she murmured.
“That’s your perspective, Min Taeyeon. But now I’m starting to want to do it properly. I’ve lived a fairly long life of abstinence, you see.”
Hyunseo lifted Taeyeon effortlessly into the air. Suspended in midair, Taeyeon instinctively struggled.
“So you mean… again?”
“You have a knack for making me repeat myself. Of course, we have to do it again. Diligently. Until I’m satisfied. Isn’t that only fair? Deputy Min fell asleep completely satisfied yesterday. Now it’s my turn. Make me satisfied. Let me sleep without a care, like Deputy Min did yesterday.”
Taeyeon couldn’t utter a word. But her body was too weak, too drained to charge at him now. She had barely recovered, and yet…? But she didn’t even have time to think further.
His lips were traveling from her nape down to her chest, and his hand was already rubbing where she was wet between her legs. Taeyeon struggled and barely managed to speak.
“Th-That… it’s not that you have to give me money right now.”
“I told you, I don’t need money. Why can’t you understand?”
With her eyes closed, Taeyeon clutched Hyunseo’s head as it delved into her. The instant their bodies touched, her breath quickened. Her body, which had just tried to push him away, now reacted eagerly on its own.
“Haah… mmm.”
“We’re officially newlyweds anyway. Isn’t that right, Deputy Min?”
“Uh… yes.”
In front of Hyunseo, perfectly clad in a suit, Taeyeon’s shower gown fell off her helplessly. The man staring at her, fully naked, had heated eyes, yet his body remained in perfect business attire.
He knew exactly what had happened between them last night. He threw off his jacket, untied his tie, unbuttoned the vest, and stripped off his shirt, revealing nail marks on his shoulders, chest, and strong arms. Taeyeon had scratched him during her nighttime struggles.
She had thought it was only her body left with marks, but she had also left her own marks on Choi Hyunseo. When he saw the scratches on her arms, he smirked.
“I didn’t know these were left. Should I call them wounds of glory?”
In the three months they had lived together, except for the night before their wedding, their routines never overlapped. Their times and spaces never intersected. But that man suddenly changed.
Last night, sure, he’d been drunk, and it was the first night of their honeymoon—so she thought it could be excused. Just a fleeting dreamlike night. But now, this situation defied explanation.
“You weren’t going out to work?”
“I was. But once I left, nothing went right. And people hadn’t even set up my schedule. I usually make my schedule tight, so when I have free time, strange thoughts keep creeping in.”
“Strange thoughts?”
“For example, ‘Try pleasing me, I’ll pay you,’ or suddenly stripping and running to the bathroom to pee provocatively.”
I’d rather die. Taeyeon buried her face in the blanket beside her. The words were mortifying to hear. Yet Hyunseo undid his buckle, kicked off his pants, and climbed onto the bed.
He pulled her face out from under the blanket and whispered into her ear.
“No one has provoked me like that before. So the thought kept running in my head all day. How should I get compensated?”
“Ah.”
The blanket flew off in a flash. Once again, she faced him completely naked. Hyunseo straddled her with his solid thighs, rubbing her warmly, pressing in with burning desire.
“Ugh…”
As their bodies met, her already wet lower half shivered again. Her body reacted contrary to her embarrassed mind, moving toward him as if it had been waiting.
“Listen, Deputy Min Taeyeon.”
“Haah… yes, Director.”
“Can you keep going alone like that? I said satisfy me, not just feel it yourself.”
“But that’s…”
Because their bodies intertwined and pressed with strong friction, small contractions occurred rapidly. She trembled in tiny climaxes. Hyunseo flipped her over, adjusted her round shoulders, and pushed deeply from behind.
Taeyeon’s sensitive body quickly heated up with the new position, gripping his burning desire. Yet she couldn’t endure the stimulation, her body continuously collapsing. Hyunseo held her waist firmly and started the final spurt.
Her small, pretty lips swelled, pressing against his reason, squeezing. The trembling within her reached an indescribable bliss at the climax.
With the last movement inside Taeyeon, Hyunseo released a satisfying climax and exhaled.
After a long session in alternating positions, completely drained, Taeyeon collapsed, motionless, as if fainted.
Hyunseo disposed of the condom, cleaned her thoroughly with warm towels, and covered her with the blanket. Seeing her asleep with tears at the corners of her eyes, he smiled, yet a thought crept in.
Could he really handle this woman according to plan?
He felt an inexplicable unease.
Everything seemed to be going perfectly according to plan…
In truth, sex wasn’t a major part of the plan. It was optional—whether done or not, it didn’t matter.
Yet here he was, completely consumed by sex after just one day.
“This is ridiculous…”
Hyunseo let out a small sigh. Coming home in the middle of the day and creating such chaos—he was indeed flustered.
But… it was just a one-day deviation. He was someone who maintained boundaries. Nothing had gone wrong. He had secured the person who would perfectly become Yunwoo’s real mother and was free from the pressures of marriage.
The child was growing well, and while unfamiliar, the home had warmth.
Yet Min Taeyeon was unexpected. He hadn’t thought beyond hiring a staff member to care for a child, but the natural occurrence of sex between a man and a woman stirred his heart this much.
Min Taeyeon. He thought she was peculiar from the first time he smoothed her hair in front of the car. She didn’t seem human—just a playful smile while adjusting her hair through the car window. He remembered laughing in disbelief.
She seemed obedient and rational, yet occasionally shook people to their core.
[“Try to satisfy me, I’ll pay you.”]
Her bold words, twisted by alcohol, were undeniably genuine. And when she clung to his neck, groaning, she had whispered his name.
[“Choi Hyunseo. Director.”]
Hearing “Hyunseo” from her lips felt strange. Even the normal “Director” she had called in full consciousness, with the added whine, was irresistibly sexy.
Calling him “Director” while whining like that stimulated him greatly. Normally, he didn’t exchange unnecessary words with subordinates, but now their bodies were entangled too.
It was a troublesome mix of coincidence and will. But the important thing: this contract wouldn’t waver for about two years.
Min Taeyeon was a diligent employee and filial daughter, so Yunwoo would grow well. Everything was going smoothly. In some ways, perhaps too smoothly, which made him slightly uneasy.
Uneasy… Choi Hyunseo. What’s there to be uneasy about in the world? Nothing at all. Household matters going too well, sex fitting too perfectly… was that what made him anxious?
Hyunseo laughed alone at the confusion brought by irony, not fully understanding why he was laughing.
