BSW 277

“Hic!”

Ho-eun's eyes flew open. A sharp pleasure struck him from the crown of his head to the base of his spine, making his eyelashes flutter and dance.

Without a moment's rest, Tae-muk pulled his member all the way out and then—thud!—rammed it back in. He had promised not to make it hurt, but he had never once said he would be gentle or slow. He knew from the start that such a promise was impossible to keep.