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“Are you feeling a bit relieved?”

A gentle voice pierced his ears. As he reached his peak, the sensations that had been solely focused on pleasure slowly returned, and he saw Shin-woo. Sitting comfortably on the bed, he was already without pants, and a black garter belt was snugly fitted around his thighs, stretching the wrinkles of his shirt taut.

Forgetting to answer the question, Jae-seung stared intently at the garter belt, and Shin-woo casually lifted one leg to show it off.

“I’m holding the shirt for you. I thought it might not come off while we’re doing it.”

While explaining softly, Shin-woo surveyed the bed with a dissatisfied look. It was clear he didn’t like it, yet he didn’t voice his disdain. Feeling a sense of stubbornness, Jae-seung roughly grabbed Shin-woo’s arm, pulled him onto the bed, and immediately rubbed against him from behind, hastily pulling aside his underwear to find the spot.

Expecting Shin-woo to show his true colors, revealing his discomfort about doing this for money, he was instead met with silence as Shin-woo pulled out handcuffs from his suit jacket. Seeing that he was ready to sell his body anywhere, from shirt holders to handcuffs, Jae-seung’s anger flared. Before he completely lost his mind and crushed the handcuffs, he bound Shin-woo’s hands behind his back. As he gazed down at the guy, who was bent over with his ass raised, Jae-seung narrowed his eyes. Shin-woo’s hands, filled with calluses and scars, were tightly clenched into fists.

He was probably squeezing his eyes shut. Since he was being paid so much, he was enduring it; like most beta males, he probably liked women. When his mother briefly mentioned the maid’s name, he must have been shaken. He had tried to divert attention with a casual joke, but Shin-woo definitely knew that name.

What if the woman wasn’t missing but was hidden away by Shin-woo? Joo-yeon was perceptive enough to notice, so there was no way that sharp guy wouldn’t have realized that the woman had feelings for him. Although he was the type to throw a punch at the slightest provocation, it didn’t seem likely he would kill a woman who had feelings for him for no reason.

He must have hidden her somewhere safe, planning to make a big score and then take her abroad.

“What’s her name?”

Jae-seung asked, shoving his fingers into the exposed crevice. He forced the folds spread open with his slick index and middle fingers apart, which were glistening with his own cum. His dick, already slick with pre-cum, rubbed against the soft skin of Shin-woo’s asscheeks as he spat and quickly widened the hole. After a few tries, it seemed he had gotten the hang of it, as Shin-woo relaxed his hips and assumed a position that made it easier for penetration.

Instead of answering the question, Shin-woo just tightened the hole. With the drug-induced arousal peaking, Jae-seung stopped the lackluster lubrication and immediately thrust his dick inside. As the large head rubbed against the impossibly tight folds, Shin-woo’s knuckles turned white from the force of his grip.

The impulsively clenched fist was warm. Jae-seung shoved his fingers between Shin-woo’s fingers, forcing them apart. Then, the moment the tightly clenched fist opened, he thrust his lower body with all his might.

“Ugh!”

Shin-woo’s body lurched forward, and his feet jerked in surprise. It was hot. The pressure that tightly gripped his dick felt pleasurable. Heat bubbled in his belly, rapidly spreading from his head to his toes. Jae-seung gathered Shin-woo’s firm buttocks in both hands and began to thrust his hips.

His swollen dick became like a fireball after just a couple of thrusts. A shiver ran down his spine. Even as pleasure consumed his brain, Jae-seung did not forget the question he had thrown out.

“Haah… What was that woman’s name? Was it Hye-jeong?”

“…What?”

“The woman who liked you.”

He couldn’t see what kind of face Shin-woo was making, as his head was buried in the bed. The lack of an immediate response confirmed Jae-seung’s suspicion. His heart, which had quickened with excitement, suddenly began to pound chaotically in his ears.

Jae-seung gradually pressed his weight down, lying on Shin-woo’s back so that his chest pressed against him. Feeling his dick thrusting deeper and deeper, he grabbed Shin-woo’s hair.

“Tell me. If you hid her, you must have cleaned up her identity anyway.”

Shin-woo’s head tilted back as Jae-seung pulled hard on his hair, revealing his flushed cheeks. It seemed Shin-woo had no intention of answering the question, as he tightly pressed his lips.

Jae-seung grabbed Shin-woo’s chin with his large hand and pressed down hard until his mouth opened. With a wet sound, he thrust his dick deep inside, relentlessly binding the body beneath him. Anger overwhelmed pleasure. The act of penetration felt less like a release of desire and more like a punishment.

“Ngh…!”

Shin-woo, who was desperately trying to suppress his voice, finally let out a moan. As soon as the dam broke, Jae-seung shoved his arm, with its prominent veins, under Shin-woo’s belly and pulled him close. At the same time, his thick dick mercilessly scraped against the hot walls as he thrust into him.

“Ugh.”

A broken moan stubbornly escaped. Feeling a surge of determination, Jae-seung wildly moved his hips. Shin-woo’s neck flushed bright red. With his dick buried to the hilt, Jae-seung asked through gritted teeth.

“Do you think I can’t figure out the name of the woman who worked at my house?”

“…I don’t know. I’ve only seen that girl a few times.”

This bastard switches to formal speech when he feels disadvantaged and uses informal speech when provoked. The word “girl” that slipped from Shin-woo’s lips irritated Jae-seung. Shouldn’t there be some affection to call someone that? And yet he pretended not to know, claiming he had only seen her a few times. Who does he think he is fooling?

It seemed he intended to use the money he made from this to live well with that woman, but Jae-seung would never allow that to happen. Both Gong Ji-un and that woman would be found, and they wouldn’t be left alone. Jae-seung tightly gripped the buttocks that were holding his dick and grinned wickedly.

“Do you think she would still like you knowing you sell your body?”

“What?”

“Do you think she would still like you knowing you sell your body?”

“…I don’t care, okay?”

The guy raised his voice in indignation. Just as Jae-seung was about to retort, questioning why he was annoyed, he suddenly remembered that he had wanted to see this side of Shin-woo. Not the face he had put on to please his owner, but his true face, reflecting his temperament.

To think that the reason the guy, who had been pretending all this time, was showing a bit of his true colors was merely because of a single maid.

Jae-seung gritted his teeth. Perhaps it was because of the rising emotions, but his stomach hurt terribly.

Shin-woo flinched as Jae-seung suddenly pulled out his dick and stepped back. The big dick that had been lodged in the hole couldn’t retract immediately and revealed its inner flesh. Forgetting his initial intention to soil his mother’s bed, Jae-seung pulled Shin-woo’s hips out of the bed. Then, with his hands tied behind him, he embraced the guy tightly from behind and pushed his dick back into the hole.

“…Ah!”

Shin-woo jumped up, tensing his toes. Perhaps due to the increased tension in his body, the hole tightened snugly. When he lifted and then lowered his feet just enough to barely leave the ground, the guy let out a breath. Seeing his once neat hair now a mess, Jae-seung’s dick twitched.

“Ugh, huff, Ngh!”

A sound close to retching echoed in his ears. Perhaps it was too much to be standing while being penetrated, the guy’s moans that he couldn’t quite swallow began to leak out. The large member pulled out almost completely, then relentlessly pierced the loosened hole again and again.

As he continued to thrust, the heat rose, and his anger gradually diluted. The once tight and dry hole began to emit pleasant sounds due to the fluids Jae-seung had spilled and the fierce friction. Even though he wasn’t an Omega, the guy’s hole was hot and snug, clinging to his dick.

It felt good. Feeling as if he might explode, he slipped his hand under the guy’s knee and lifted one leg high. He liked the way his face turned red with shame. He wanted to make him feel even more ashamed. It seemed that only hearing him say he couldn’t take it anymore would satisfy him.

Just then, as Jae-seung’s hand was about to grab his chest to lift him up, it brushed against a protrusion sticking out over his shirt.

“…!”

Shin-woo flinched, arching his back and trembling. In that moment, the weight of his body, losing its balance, pressed down on Jae-seung’s arm. The thigh resting on his arm twitched slightly. The problem was what happened next. He got even more annoyed than when the guy mentioned a woman’s name.

“Just hurry up and fuck me.”

For a moment, Jae-seung was stunned by the guy’s audacity, but then he mischievously narrowed his eyes and began to fondle his chest. Just a slight rub made the nipples stand out over the shirt. The guy, who had been balancing on one foot, began to squirm in his embrace.

“…Ah, don’t.”

“Is it hard to make money?”

Jae-seung chuckled. As he scratched the guy’s nipples, Shin-woo, who had been twisting his body, leaned his head on Jae-seung’s shoulder. Jae-seung released his legs and tore at Shin-woo’s shirt. The button that popped off rolled across the floor.