IOTF Ch 5

“Did you hear from the manager?” he asked, exhaling a plume of smoke.

I folded my soiled handkerchief. “Yes, I heard. He told me to go to Versace…”

“They had three top earners, but two of them are out of commission for a while. Go there and clean up the mess. You’re capable of handling their ace, aren’t you?”

I remembered our first conversation, his strange look and cheesy pick-up lines.

“I heard they’re connected to the yakuza. Is that okay?”

“Why? You won’t work if there’s yakuza dust on it?”

“……”

“You need to make money, Sunjung. Yakuza or whatever, just suck some pussy and earn your keep.”

He took a deep drag of his cigarette. I sensed a different vibe from him tonight.

He wasn’t smiling or teasing me like before. He was keeping his distance. He was probably observing me, waiting to see how I’d react to his offer to transfer to Namgu-dong, the place I’d originally wanted to go.

“Do you really want me to stay here?”

“You came here to make money, so I should keep you here. What, did that bitch tell you to come to her club?”

I wondered who he was talking about when he clarified, “President Han is known as the ‘bitch’ around here.”

I remembered what he’d said in his office after hanging up the phone.

“Fucking bitch. Of all times.”

Ah, so that’s what he meant. I thought he was cursing the manager, but he was talking about President Han.

“She conned her way into owning several successful room salons in Namgu-dong. It used to belong to CEO Park’s wife, but she took over and is now known as the Yeonsan bitch. They say everyone in the industry has been scammed by her at some point. She sometimes picks up fresh faces like you, sleeps with them, and scouts them, but many guys have gone down the drain because of her.”

The coldness in his eyes vanished as he smiled, taking a step towards me. He tilted his handsome face, casting a shadow in the streetlight.

“Did she ask you to come work for her?”

“…No, she didn’t say anything like that.”

“Did she ask you to be her boyfriend?”

“She didn’t say that either.”

“So, you just fucked and that was it?”

I inhaled and exhaled instead of answering. Was running into him at the elevator that night the problem?

“She’s not the type to let you go after just one time.”

“There really wasn’t anything like that. And even if there was, it has nothing to do with you.”

The owner couldn’t interfere with a host’s voluntary decision to do seconds. I knew this, but his demeanor felt oppressive. He grinned again at my words.

“You’re right. It has nothing to do with me. You just do what you do, and I’ll collect my share. So, Sunjung…”

He ran his tattooed hand through his hair, revealing his smooth forehead. His dark eyes pierced me as he said the words I’d been expecting.

“Sign the contract and go to Namgu-dong.”

“……”

“Don’t make me repeat myself. Starting next week, you’re going to the place you originally wanted to go. Got it?”

The night breeze ruffled his dark hair, and his shirt billowed, revealing his strong shoulders and slim waist.

He turned away from me, as if our business was concluded. He walked towards the street, not the building, and two men in black suits appeared out of nowhere and followed him. A black sedan pulled up smoothly.

They disappeared in an instant. I thought about the most important part of our conversation, then threw up again.

He didn’t smell of mint tonight.

The strong smell of tar mixed with my vomit filled the night air.

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After work, I got into the van and headed back to the run-down motel. I counted the money I’d earned as soon as I entered my room.

It was a decent amount, more than my first day. I hadn’t even received my share of the table sales yet. Contrary to my initial impression, Queens had a steady clientele, and thanks to the trouble caused by the two aces at Namgu-dong, some of Versace’s customers had started coming here.

I lit a cigarette and thought for a moment.

Hyun, the so-called ace, was taking a break, and Ji Yeonwoo and Jiji were the top earners. I had a decent number of regulars, and if I stuck around for a couple of months, I could become the ace. In this situation, Queens was better than Namgu-dong.

Even if Versace replaced their hosts, I’d already made a name for myself here, so it was better to build my clientele at Queens. Besides, with the current mess at Versace, the atmosphere there would be terrible.

I finally understood what the owner had meant.

“That place isn’t suitable for you right now… I can send you there if you want, but this place is better. The top earners there are fighting amongst themselves… I don’t think you’d have trouble surviving there, but wouldn’t it be more comfortable to be right under my nose?”

I took a deep drag of my cigarette, just like the owner, and exhaled. I knew what I wanted to do with the 40 million won advance and the money I’d earn here.

If I stuck around for six months, I could probably save enough to cover the deposit on my apartment that Park Jun had run off with. And by then, the situation in Seoul would have calmed down. The problem was having to suck the owner’s dick, but he’d said he wasn’t interested in hosts.

I didn’t know what he was so fixated on, but it probably wouldn’t last. If a new host arrived, he’d probably shift his attention. And if his true preference was women, he’d eventually go back to them.

Even if I had to keep sucking his dick, if I could earn tens of millions a month, it might be worth it. Sucking a man or a woman was the same. In my already ruined life, nothing was more important than money.

I exhaled a cloud of smoke like a sigh. The yellow wallpaper reminded me of my life, but it was only temporary. I took a final drag and stubbed out the cigarette. I put the money in my clutch bag and was about to zip it closed when my phone rang. It was a message from Jaehoon.

[I found a place. X-Field in Haeundae, Busan. I’ll send you the number, look for Manager Lee.]

I was relieved, but I didn’t react immediately. My decision was made, so my heart wasn’t racing. I didn’t reply, just lay down on the bed.

I needed to sleep.

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I woke up to sunlight streaming through the window, illuminating the yellow wallpaper.

I didn’t need to check the time; my alarm went off at 2:30 p.m. I got out of bed and chugged a bottle of water from the fridge.

I didn’t have a hangover since I’d thrown up everything last night, but my throat was dry, and my stomach felt empty.

“Shower, food, and then X-Field… I should at least call.”

I mumbled my to-do list, stuffing a new pair of underwear and socks into my pocket. I grabbed some cash from my clutch and left room 302. I walked down the shabby hallway, littered with empty takeout containers, towards the basement bathhouse. I bought a ticket and went inside.

Despite the run-down facilities, I liked the hot water. I undressed and called for a bathhouse attendant.

“I’ll soak for a bit, then give me a scrub.”

I gave him 30,000 won in cash and stepped into the bath. I washed my hair and body at the fishy-smelling sink, rinsing away the smell of cigarettes, alcohol, and vomit. I sank into the hot water, a satisfied groan escaping my lips as the heat enveloped me. The tension in my muscles melted away. Then I felt someone staring at me.

I remembered my previous encounter with a pervert here. I glared, and a young man with a buzz cut was dragging a bath chair across the floor.

‘Is that him?’ 

I thought, but then he sat down and started washing himself. His skinny legs and age made me suspicious, but the military dog tags around his neck eased my worries.

I’d been exempted from military service, so I didn’t know much about it, but I’d heard stories from hosts who’d served.

“I’d rather kill myself than go back to the army. That place is hell. This is heaven.”

I closed my eyes again, letting go of my suspicion. The soldier finished washing and entered the hot bath. Up close, his hair was even shorter, and his skin was tanned. He looked like he was barely in his twenties.

He was younger, but technically, he was my senior. We made eye contact, and he shifted, sitting up slightly so only his lower body was submerged. His toned abs and chest were on display, and I stared at the silver chain gleaming against his skin, murmuring to myself, “Better than gold.”

The simple silver chain was better than anything flashy. No knife tattoos like the owner, no snarling jaguar. His clear skin and toned physique showed his youth, and the dog tags looked cool.

‘Should I get a silver necklace like that?’ 

I thought.

“Were you talking to me?”

It was the soldier. He looked at me shyly, and I instinctively replied, “Yes. Your dog tags look nice.”

“Oh, thank you. I’d be in big trouble if I lost them.”

He smiled slightly.

“Are you on leave?” I asked.

“Yes. It’s my last day of reward leave, so I came to clean up. I helped my mom carry seaweed boxes at the market, and I smell like it. I need a good scrub.”

His innocent face made me want to do something for him. He was so young, serving in the army and helping his mother at the market during his leave. Fuck, I hadn’t even been a good grandson to my grandmother.

“The attendant will be here soon. Let me pay for your scrub.”

“What?”

“It’s a gift from hyung. Just take it.”

I stood up, my six-foot frame rising from the water. The soldier blushed and quickly looked away from my dangling cock.

“Thank you for your service.”

I left the bath, cock still swinging, and told the attendant about the scrub. I grabbed a cold Bacchus drink and went back inside, two towels in hand, and entered the sauna.

The small sauna, just big enough for three people, was unusually hot today. I wrapped one towel around my waist and placed the other over my face.

The door opened, and I sensed someone enter. It had just been me and the soldier in the bath; someone must have come in while I was gone. I could smell body wash, a fresh, grassy scent with floral notes. An expensive one.

It wasn’t a scent I expected to find in this grimy motel bathhouse. I lowered my towel, and my eyes met the owner’s. He was sitting on a low stool next to me, two tattoos on his chest.

“Did you sleep well, Sunjung?”

I froze, stunned. It felt surreal. I dropped my towel.

“What are you doing here…?”

His shirtless body was pure muscle. I knew he was fit, but not this much. His broad frame looked even larger without clothes, more muscular than any MMA fighter I’d seen.

Scars dotted his skin, and the jaguar tattoo, snarling at me, was intimidating, sharp, and incredibly sexy. Even as a man, I couldn’t help but be impressed.

“Peeping again?”

I couldn’t tear my eyes away from him, and he leaned closer. Even in the spacious sauna, his presence felt suffocating.

“…It’s not that… I didn’t expect to see you here…”

“Yeah, this is my first time in a place this run-down. But I was worried my little snowflake would melt in the water.”

I was overwhelmed by his expensive cologne, his incredibly toned body, and his still-terrible pick-up lines. It was shocking enough that he’d sought me out, but he was also naked.

We were both covered by nothing but white towels, and his gaze lingered on my chest and slim waist. And, most distractingly, his erection strained against his towel. No, wait. Even when not erect, his cock was that big.

“I’m… I’m not melting. I’m fine.”

He chuckled, his eyes gleaming in the dim light.

“Really? Then come here.”

He patted his thigh.

“Let me see for myself.”

I didn’t want to. I didn’t want to sit on his thigh with his hard cock between us.

“I’m… I’m not melting, and I’m very much alive.”

But he ignored my protests and pulled me towards him. He grabbed my arm and pulled me onto his lap. I yelped.

“Don’t do this!”

“Why not?”

“Why are you tormenting me?!”

I pushed against him, but it was useless. Even as I struggled, he held me firmly on his lap, looking at me like a child.

“Who’s tormenting you?”

“Sir!”

“Sunjung, I came here to see you. Do you treat all your customers like this? Do you throw a fit with every customer who requests you?”

His teasing words and unwavering strength drove me crazy. I tried to get up, but he held my waist tight. I was afraid he’d grab my hair and grind my face against his cock like before.

“You were clinging to that woman and went to a hotel room with her, but you treat me like this? She’s an owner, and so am I. What’s the difference?”

His large hand grabbed my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze. His jewel-like eyes now looked crazed.

“Is it because I’m a man?”

His expression suddenly turned blank, making him look even more deranged.

“You were chatting with the soldier just fine.”

“……!”

“You were making eye contact and smiling in the hot bath, but you can’t do it with me?”

How did he know? There had only been two of us in the bath. No one was outside the glass doors. He couldn’t have been watching me, and he even knew the other guy was a soldier.

“You’re a liar. Why are you doing this to me?”

“……”

“Do you think you’re actually special because I’m being nice to you?”

His last words took my breath away. I wanted to scream and ask him how he’d been nice to me, but perhaps, deep down, I knew he had been, in his own twisted way.

Even when we first met, when he’d smiled at me at the pojangmacha, when he’d made me suck his dick in the room, he’d been rough, but he hadn’t completely crushed me. He could have, if he’d really wanted to hurt me.

Did that mean he was being nice to me? In his own way?

“Baegil.”

The sauna door opened at his call. I realized he hadn’t come alone.

“Bring the soldier in.”

Before I could react, the naked soldier was pushed into the sauna. He stared at me, wide-eyed, sitting on the owner’s lap. He froze, covering his cock with his hands. The owner turned my face towards him.

“What did you talk about with him?”

The soldier stammered nervously, “N, nothing much.”

“Tell me what that ‘nothing much’ is.”

The soldier’s lips trembled under the owner’s intimidating gaze. He finally answered, his voice echoing in the small sauna, “I said his dog tags looked nice! And when he said he’d been helping his mother at the market, I offered to pay for his scrub!”

“And?” the owner pressed.

“I, I told him thank you for his service!”

The soldier, clueless about the situation, answered obediently and lowered his head.

The owner released my face and sighed. He shifted his sweat-slicked body.

“You’re so sweet, it brings tears to my eyes. Fuck.”

“……”

“If I hadn’t come in, you would have fucked.”

The soldier flinched at his harsh words, his head still bowed. I sat there, paralyzed, my body slick with sweat. The owner gestured with his hand.

“Soldier, get rid of it.”

The soldier looked up, confused. I also looked at the owner, and he repeated, his eyes narrowed, “Get rid of it. Didn’t you hear me?”

I wondered what he meant when he suddenly raised his foot and kicked the soldier across the sauna.

“Argh!”

The soldier slammed against the door, and I saw his erect cock between his buttocks.

“That fucker had a boner. Since earlier.”

He said it as if I hadn’t noticed.

I stared at the soldier’s dark red erection, speechless. I didn’t curse or lash out like I had with the pervert before. Seeing the soldier’s desperate attempt to cover himself, his young face contorted in fear, filled me with a sense of dread. I could easily end up in the same situation.

“Is that skinny, pale thing your type?”

“That’s not it.”

“Then what is it?”

The sauna steamed. I felt sweat trickling down my body, a realization dawning on me.

The owner was unreasonable. Logic and reason didn’t apply to him.

“…Just… let him go.”

He raised an eyebrow.

“Y, you have a boner too.”

“So, you’re saying he and I are the same?”

“Not the same, but… you can get hard. And even if you do, unlike you, he can’t do anything…”

His eyes narrowed at my words.

“What can I do?”

The owner asked pointedly, even though he knew the answer.

“Hmm? What can I do?”

“…A blowjob…”

The soldier cringed, trembling on the floor like a criminal, even though he’d done nothing wrong. The owner turned my chin towards him.

“Speak clearly.”

“I’ll suck you off.”

The owner grinned, his eyes gleaming with a manic intensity in the sweat-filled sauna.

Then he called out, “Baegil.” The sauna door opened, and the scarred man led the battered soldier away.

As if on cue, I started to lower myself between the owner’s legs.

“I didn’t mean here.”

“Then why did you call the soldier?”

“I’m not so desperate that I’d have to include that fishy-smelling brat. I was just throwing a tantrum because you’re so cold to me.”

A tantrum? This wasn’t a tantrum; it was assault. He’d touched me without my consent and humiliated the young soldier by kicking him.

“My dick gets hard and leaks just looking at your face. Did you think I’d just leave you alone?”

Leave me alone? I wouldn’t even think about touching him, but this man’s morals were the opposite of mine. And he seemed to have a thing for people who looked like me.

“D, do you usually like tall women?”

“Yeah. I like them tall and slender, with a pretty face and nice skin.”

…Then why was he doing this to me? I wanted to ask.

“I’m a man…”

“Right. Sunjung, you’d be perfect if you weren’t a man.”

“……”

“You have everything I like. Flowers, innocence…”

He touched my teeth, sliding his finger between them and pulling out my tongue. He stared at it, his lips curling into a smile. I met his gaze, my body slick with sweat. Sweat dripped from my forehead, down my philtrum, and into my mouth. His eyes narrowed, his gaze raking over my neck and bare chest.

“You’re so fucking pretty.”

I realized, for the second time, that I wouldn’t be leaving this sauna on my own two feet. He wanted a blowjob, and I knew it was better to just get it over with.

I lowered myself between his legs as the sauna hissed and steamed. I pulled away the towel covering his groin, and his monstrous cock sprang free, glistening with sweat or pre-cum.

I reached for it, opening my mouth and taking the tip inside without meeting his gaze, just like I’d done in the room before.

The smooth glans was tasteless and odorless. It only carried the scent of fresh grass and dew. The thick, hot shaft filling my mouth felt as overwhelming as before.

I swirled my tongue around the tip, then opened my mouth wide and took him deep inside.

His cock wasn’t curved, so it hit my uvula immediately. It was so thick that I could barely breathe when it was fully inside. He seemed to know this, teasing my uvula before shifting the angle and rubbing his shaft against the inside of my cheek.

“Ugh!”

Saliva dribbled down my chin. I gagged, still sucking him off, and he pushed the hair away from my forehead.

“Too much for you?”

He’d never asked that before. He usually asked if it was tasty or sweet. He was frowning slightly, and he wasn’t thrusting his hips like before.

I didn’t answer, just took him deeper. Sweat dripped down my face. I was struggling to breathe, but I held it in. I tightened my lips around his shaft, licking the ridges, and felt his cock harden even further.

“You’re good at this, Sunjung.”

His hot breath hit my face, and I could hear him sucking in air between his teeth. His cock leaked pre-cum, and I bobbed my head up and down, gripping the shaft. My uvula was throbbing, my cheeks and tongue full, leaving no room for air.

I swallowed the salty pre-cum as his balls slapped against my chin. His thick pubic hair tickled my nose, the coarse strands brushing against my skin.

He grabbed my head as the wet, slurping sounds intensified. But unlike before, he wasn’t pushing down hard. He was holding me gently, allowing me to set the pace.

“Ah, fuck. Feels good.”

I needed to see his face to gauge when he was about to cum, but I couldn’t look up. He’d yelled at me for doing that in the room before. His expression and words had been so intense that I was now conditioned to only look at his cock and swaying balls. His slightly strained voice reached me.

“Look up.”

I pushed his shaft against my cheek, continuing to suck, then looked up as he commanded. His eyes flashed as he saw my sweat and saliva-covered face.

“Fuck, you’re so hot.”

“……!”

“You should always look up when you give head…”

Tears welled up and spilled down my cheeks. They were involuntary, a physiological response to the strain in my throat. He froze, staring at me intensely, as if I were some strange creature.

I quickly lowered my gaze, afraid of what he might say. He suddenly yanked my hair, pulling his cock out of my mouth. Saliva and pre-cum dribbled down my chin.

“Cough, cough…!”

I coughed and gagged, spitting out the mixture of his pre-cum and my saliva. I gasped for air, and more tears fell.

“You’re driving me crazy. Fuck.”

He muttered through gritted teeth and yanked my chin towards him.

“Are you doing this on purpose?”

More tears fell. He stared at me, his sharp eyes scrutinizing my face. He tilted his head.

“Is this the last time?”

I couldn’t understand what he meant. If it weren’t for the money, I’d tell him good riddance and never see him again. But I was planning to stay.

“…What’s the last time…? Cough…!”

“You’re acting all innocent, like this is some kind of last gift. You were just throwing a fit, why did you suddenly start sucking my dick?”

I shook my head, trying to wipe away the tears. My voice was hoarse from sucking his cock.

“…You’re the one… even when I do it for you… you complain…”

His eyes widened, and he froze, my hair still in his grip. Then he started laughing, his sweat-slicked chest heaving like a fish out of water.

“You’re so much fun.”

His still-hard cock slapped against his abs as he laughed. His long, muscular thighs twitched, and he spread his legs, exposing his balls.

“Come here, Sunjung.”

He beckoned me. When I didn’t move, he scooped me up, his hands under my armpits.

“……!!”

I was too surprised to struggle. He threw my towel aside and held me close, our chests touching.

“Why did you lie?”

“What? I…”

“President Han didn’t just give you money. She gave you her business card and her number.”

His words confused me. Why was he bringing up seconds now?

“No, I didn’t.”

“No?”

“I mean, I got her card, but I threw it away.”

It was true. I could prove it if I had to.

“She offered me a waiter position at Club House, not a host position, so I refused. It’s true. I didn’t even sign your contract, why would I work with someone who came in as a customer?”

I had rejected her offer immediately. I wasn’t stupid enough to switch jobs while things with the owner were still unresolved. But how did he know?

“Sunjung, you need to be careful. She’s a natural-born gold digger. Don’t get involved with her.”

He tapped my cheek with a sharp look in his eyes. I finally understood why he was here. He was being territorial, protecting the host he’d chosen as his next ace.

“I’m not like that. I didn’t even consider it. And I know why you’re doing this. You’re worried I’ll run off with her. But I’m not just running scams with Jaehoon hyung. You don’t have to worry. I’ll behave.”

He was silent for a moment, listening to my almost servile explanation and self-criticism. He looked at me with a slightly annoyed expression, then tapped my cheek again.

“No, I’m doing this because I’m horny for your face.”

“……”

“And she offered you a job at Club House because she’s horny for your face too.”

I didn’t know what Club House was. I was glad I’d thrown away her card. He muttered angrily, “That bitch has a good nose for these things.”

He slapped my cheek again. It didn’t hurt, but his hand was so large that my cheek stung. He grabbed my bare buttocks, one cheek in each hand.

“Hmph!”

I shivered at his touch, and he pressed my ass against his cock.

“Now, let’s do something fun.”

“What?”

“It’s no fun if I’m the only one having fun.”

A shiver of fear ran down my spine. I was terrified by his words and actions, but my body was already pressed against his, our skin touching everywhere.

“W, what are you doing?!”

“Your cock is as pretty as a flower, Sunjung.”

“N, no!”

He ignored my protests, his hard cock grinding against mine. He held my ass tight and pressed me closer, his large, hot cock rubbing against my limp one.

“Ugh! Stop!”

“You’re so tiny. You even have balls.”

Tiny? I was a well-built man.

“Please!”

“Spread your legs and move your hips.”

He rubbed his cock against mine even more aggressively. When I didn’t get hard, he pressed it against my lower abdomen, squeezing my ass.

I hadn’t anticipated this. I pushed against his shoulders, tears welling up in my eyes. He just smirked, lifted me onto his lap, and started bouncing me up and down.

“Wow, this feels like we’re actually fucking. It’s like you’re riding me, Sunjung.”

His words made me realize how far I’d fallen. I finally understood what he wanted. He wasn’t just trying to humiliate me; he wanted to simulate sex with me.

“Why? Why are you doing this?!”

“Why? You lied, and you thought you could get away with it?”

“I didn’t! I told you it wasn’t like that!”

I was frustrated. I couldn’t understand why he was doing this, using my supposed lie as an excuse. And despite my struggles, he was handling me with ease, as if I were a child.

“No—!”

I felt like I was about to be devoured. I didn’t want to be touched by his hot, hard cock. But I didn’t get to finish my sentence.

He suddenly grabbed my cock, shifting one hand from my ass to my shaft and stroking it. His strong grip made me clench my fists.

“Want to hit me?”

He asked, his large hand continuing to stroke my cock, making it harden. The friction against my foreskin sent shivers down my spine. I realized I was getting aroused.

My breath hitched, and my cock twitched. Sweat trickled down my skin where our bodies touched, and I felt dizzy from the heat and humidity.

“S, sir! Stop! I’ll suck you off!”

“No, I changed my mind. I’m coming with you.”

He stroked my cock faster, then suddenly grabbed both our cocks and started pumping them together. I gasped and pushed against his shoulders, trying to get down, but I couldn’t move.

“Ugh! I don’t want to!” But despite my words, a shiver of pleasure ran down my spine. The ridges of his cock rubbed against my sensitive skin, and my hips bucked involuntarily.

“Please! D, don’t!”

“If you’re going to whine, hit me. It might be fun to do this while you hit me.”

His dark eyebrows arched. His face, looking down at me from above, was incredibly handsome. He was wearing a lewd expression as he stroked my cock, the pressure making it throb.

“Ah! Please!”

The stimulation and pressure were far more intense than anything I’d experienced with women. His large hand wrapped around my cock, pumping it quickly. Pre-cum dribbled down my shaft, my toes curling as my hips started moving involuntarily.

“Ah!”

“Open your eyes and look at me.”

“Ah!”

This was wrong. Even if I was lost in the moment, this was wrong. The thought of being naked, grinding against him like this, made my skin crawl.

“Haah!”

“Sunjung, cry prettily for me.”

But my body was betraying me. As I twitched and leaked pre-cum, he suddenly flicked out his tongue and licked my flat chest. He dragged his tongue from bottom to top, like he was licking an ice cream cone, and a moan escaped my lips.

“Mmm!”

“You like that? Want me to suck your nipples?”

He started sucking my nipples while continuing to stroke my cock. His tongue teased the small buds on my chest, and I instinctively wrapped my arms around his head.

“Haah!”

I hated it, but my body was burning. Pleasure coursed through me, my mind going blank. This was different from servicing women.

I didn’t have to thrust my hips or search for their g-spot. I just had to let him do whatever he wanted, let him touch and taste me, and the familiar sensations would come on their own.

He chuckled. I was so lost in the moment that his laughter startled me. I opened my eyes and let go of his head.

“You like it that much?”

“N, no… I didn’t…”

“You’re lying again. You’re enjoying this, why are you saying no?”

My breath hitched, and my vision blurred. I was drenched in sweat, my throat parched, and my head dizzy from the intense pleasure.

“Do you want to cum?”

I stubbornly shook my head. He looked up at me and grinned, his handsome face so close to mine. His intense gaze, his perfect features, his long, elegant neck, his ageless aura, and those captivating eyes were enough to make me question everything.

His sexy charm, the firm grip of his hands, and his enviable physique had the same effect.

I reached for him again, grabbing his head as he sucked on my nipples. I moaned softly, then came in his hand.

My pathetic whimper echoed in the sauna, and I closed my eyes, my vision filled with the bright yellow lightbulb above, my head lolling back against the wall.