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At first, Irene only intended on getting a few kisses.
But as they continued kissing, she slightly lost control of herself.
Irene remembered that Lisa was still injured. Thus, she only rubbed herself against the other's thighs. But barely a few rubs later, Lisa started saying in a hoarse voice, "Just come in instead......"
Irene froze. She reached a hand out to feel the other and discovered that she was wet down there. As such, she chuckled, "Little slut."
Upon hearing this nickname, she didn't protest at all. Instead, she sweetly parted Irene's legs and said, "Nae, I am...... I'm your little slut."
Irene's blood rushed into her head, but she couldn't bear to do anything. She lowered her head and gently kissed the other. "I'm just joking. Don't take it seriously."
The tips of Lisa's ears were completely red. She kept her gaze down and didn't dare to look at Irene. A moment later, she muttered lowly, "Then are you going to come in or not......"
Irene really wished she could swallow the other in one gulp.
But she also feared aggravating Lisa's wound.
Grabbing the strap-on in the drawer and adjusting around her body, she simply decided to flip the other over so that Lisa could curl her knees up and sit on Irene's lap. She locked her arms around Lisa from behind, preventing her from moving at all, and slowly pushed herself in along the crease of her lower cheeks.
At first, Lisa didn't find anything special about this. Regarding sex, she always went along with what Irene liked. She was the most considerate lover. But after two thrusts, something felt a bit off: this position had a strong sensation of imprisonment. Considering the difference in their height, she was entirely trapped in Irene's arms, unable to move in the slightest.
Forget herself to the rhythm of Irene's thrusts. She couldn't move her arms or legs in the slightest. She couldn't even relax her muscles. Additionally, Irene was very deep inside, brushing against areas she normally rarely did. This strange, new pleasure, accompanied by the dangerous feeling of being unable to control herself...... Almost instantly, Lisa couldn't take it anymore. She desperately begged Irene to slow down.
Meanwhile, Irene's waist was moving so fast it was almost as if someone had attached a small electric engine to it. She also bit the back of Lisa's pale neck, then bit her soft, red ear lobes.
"Is this woman of yours fucking you good or not?"
Lisa didn't have the time to respond. Her whole body had already tensed. She softly yelped out loud.
She actually hit orgasm just like this.
Irene finally realized that at some unknown time, Lisa had already ended up with a face full of tears. Her gaze was blank too. Irene's heart instantly softened in pain. She hurriedly let go of the other, then set her down. She gently kissed Lisa.
"I got carried away and couldn't control myself." Irene pulled out and gazed at Lisa's face that was still painted with the remnants of orgasm.
Lisa rested against her chest, panting, for a long time. After, she finally regained her wits and said, "Ehm... you fucked me so good."
Irene had been about to carry her into the bathroom. Upon hearing this, she froze. Then, she realized that Lisa was replying to her previous question. She couldn't help laughing.
"We're already done, so there's no need to say such things anymore."
With red ears, Lisa buried her face in Irene's chest. Very softly, she said, "......It really was very pleasurable."
Upon hearing those words, Irene's felt wet down there. She clenched her teeth together and carefully slapped the other's ass. "You're not allowed to do that. What time is it? Yet you're still seducing me."
Lisa stuck her tongue out at her.
She was injured. Irene didn't dare to let her wound get in contact with water, so set her next to the bathtub, ensuring that she was facing the bathroom heater. She herself casually showered before slipping on a bathrobe. Then, Irene wrung out a towel and walked over to wipe Lisa down.
"When I go to work in a bit, be obedient and sleep at home. After you wake up, I'll take you to your dormitory so you can grab your stuff."
"Oh."
"What, don't want to?"
Lisa was still coming down from her climax. She couldn't control her expressions as perfectly as usual, which instantly gained Irene's attention.
"No, just......" Lisa knew that she couldn't hide the truth from Irene in this state either. She could only honestly answer, "Your car......and your clothes. At our dorm, they'd be too obvious."
Irene finally remembered, Lisa cared about these things a lot.
When Irene bought her brand-name clothes, Lisa wouldn't not accept them, but would never wear them at school or at practice room in the agency. Normally, she would change into clothes that Irene liked before coming to see her or she just wouldn't wear clothing at all; when she needed to go back, she would change back into clothes that were suited for "normal college students".
Irene hadn't minded before.
But thinking about it now, Lisa probably didn't want her classmates finding out. Or, she was slightly unwilling to remain in a luxurious life.
Just thinking about it made Irene unhappy. But she also didn't want the other to feel conflicted. And she didn't trust anybody else to accompany the other.
She ultimately ordered her secretary to buy her a set of ordinary clothes, then found a stylist to slightly style her hair so that it looked like normal students and more lowkey. After, she borrowed a normal car – approximately worth 200,000 – from a subordinate. Finally, she returned to pick up Lisa.
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When Irene walked in, Lisa was curled up in the blankets, catching up on sleep. After hearing a noise, she peeked her head out from under the blankets and froze when she saw Irene. Then, she widened her eyes that were still dewy from having just woken up. She stared at Irene in consideration for two seconds before lifting her hand to rub her eyes. Irene walked over and pushed her hand down.
"Don't rub your eyes." She started laughing at the other's appearance: hair all over the place, expression still blank and dazed. "What? Brain short-circuited after sleeping?"
Lisa finally made a noise of realization. "Sunbaenim, it really is you."
Irene gently flicked the spot between her eyebrows. "Your brain has really short-circuited? Can't even recognize me anymore?"
"No, it's just," Lisa's face instantly flushed red. She lifted the hand that wasn't in Irene's grasp to cover her face with her arm. "You look so young like this......"
Irene burst into laughter upon hearing this, but purposefully pretended to become angry. "Oh, that means you think I'm usually old."
"No no!" Lisa hurriedly said. "You're normally mature. Ehm, calm and sophisticated......"
Irene leaned down to kiss her. "I was just teasing. I'm not angry."
Lisa lifted her head and obediently allowed herself to be kissed. She pulled her hands out from under the blankets to circle Irene's neck—— Irene discovered that the other was wearing her pajamas, which were a bit small. They don't fully cover her hands, revealing the tips of her fingers. One of her shoulders was uncovered. Irene hurriedly grabbed the blankets and wrapped her up.
"How come you're wearing mine?"
"I sweated a lot halfway through my nap......" Lisa's tongue was still being gently held hostage by Irene. She could only speak, muffled, into Irene's mouth.
Irene reached a hand under to feel her body. As expected, the skin was a bit damp. "You had a fever again? All your pajamas got soaked with sweat?"
Irene was not the one who mistreat her bed partners when it came to materialistic needs. This was especially true for Lisa. She could change into seven different sets each day, every day of the month. And not wear the same set twice.
"A little bit, but my temperature's gone down now. And no, just two sets," Lisa answered honestly. She immediately added, "I changed myself. Nobody else saw me......"
"Didn't ask you about that." Irene picked her up and set her on her lap, then bumped noses with her. "So why are you wearing mine?"
Lisa couldn't come up with another excuse to answer her question.
Even the tips of her ears were completely red. She lowered her gaze and breathed out, "It smells like you. I sleep better when I wear it."
Irene had largely guessed the reason, which was why she had asked. However, hearing Lisa personally admit this still made her heart skip a beat. She really wanted to swallow Lisa whole on the spot.
However, there was business to attend to later.
She could only hold herself back and kiss the top of the other's head. "Be good."
After Irene helped Lisa change, she held her downstairs and placed her in the passenger seat. Then, she helped the other put on her seatbelt.
Following this, she turned around and opened the door to the driver's side. She started the engine. This car was only worth two hundred thousand, so the systems were a bit unfamiliar to Irene. The entire time, she robotically followed the steps her subordinate had taught her. After finally getting the engine to start, she heaved a sigh of relief, then turned to look at Lisa. She discovered that Lisa's face was still red.
"What? Still embarrassed?"
Lisa used both hands to ice her face. She nodded honestly, "A little."
This surprised Irene. "Why? Because I carried you downstairs? But there weren't any strangers in the room. Who doesn't know about us? These days, when haven't I carried you up and down the stairs? How come you've started feeling embarrassed now?"
Lisa shook her head. "That's not it......" She paused a bit, then hurriedly added, "I'm not embarrassed."
"Are you scared that I'll carry you around like this at school too? Don't worry, I bought you a wheelchair. It's in the trunk right now. When we get to school, I'll push you around. If you see anyone, just tell them I'm your distant cousin." Irene decided to keep guessing.
"Uh. Oh. Okay." Lisa hurriedly nodded, "Thank you, Sunbaenim."
But the blush on her cheeks didn't fade.
Irene felt even more curious. "That's not the reason either...... So what is it?"
Lisa stopped talking. And refused to look at her.
Irene slightly furrowed her brows. She undid her seatbelt and leaned over. "Lisa-ya? What's actually the matter?"
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