A Madman in Love Nov Chapter 46

The dense humidity seed to seep into Suin's ears as Jaehee's lips captured her earlobe, suckling with unrestrained hunger. His hand guided her limp one inside his loose shower robe, pressing it against his warm skin.

The mont her palm touched him, it trembled uncontrollably.

"I can’t keep my promise to take my ti devouring you," he murmured, pulling his lips and tongue away from her ear.

As Jaehee leaned closer, his slightly flushed face ca into view. He spread her trembling fingers, guiding them to trace the taut, solid curves of his muscles.

"Lee Suin, I want you so much it’s driving

insane."

His skin was softer and smoother than she’d expected, yet the firm muscle beneath seed alive, twitching with restrained energy. Her hand stopped as it hovered over his chest, where his heart beat furiously.

Thump.

Thump.

The rhythm was so strong it felt as though his heart might burst through the iron-like walls of his chest.

"Should I hold back?" he teased.

Such cruelty. How could he make her feel his heartbeat while asking such a question?

Suin’s eyelids drooped as she looked into his face. Even though his patience had clearly worn thin, there was a sincerity in his gaze as he waited for her response.

It was strange.

For a man so used to getting what he wanted without asking, he was now putting the decision entirely in her hands during this pivotal mont.

Perhaps it was because he valued her.

Perhaps… this was love.

"Seo Jaehee," she whispered.

Suin’s hand left his chest, and she cupped his flushed cheeks gently with both hands, a soft smile gracing her lips.

"You don’t have to hold back anymore," she said warmly.

As soon as the words left her mouth, a storm seed to erupt in Jaehee’s dark pupils.

The next monts passed in a blur.

The sash of his shower robe ca undone, the fabric slipping off his shoulders and falling to the floor. Before Suin could process it, Jaehee had swept her up in his arms and carried her straight to the bedroom.

Her blouse disappeared at so point, and her bra was flung carelessly into the air as if it were an afterthought.

"Ah…"

His lips descended onto her bare chest without hesitation, devouring her exposed skin. His tongue and teeth worked rcilessly, drawing soft gasps and groans from her as he sucked and nibbled with relentless intensity.

The thin fabric of her panties soon followed, leaving her completely exposed under the glaring lights of the room.

"Turn off… the light," she managed to say between gasps, her words weak and fragnted.

But Jaehee was already intoxicated, drunk on the sight and feel of her delicate, trembling body. He couldn’t stop, not unless the heavens themselves intervened.

"The lights," she insisted, finding a shred of willpower as she reached up to grab a fistful of his thick hair.

Reluctantly, he lifted his head from her chest, his expression dark and intense.

"No," he said firmly, rejecting her plea without hesitation.

His eyes road over her body with an almost predatory gleam.

"I don’t want to miss a single thing."

The raw hunger in his gaze made Suin instinctively shrink back, her body curling slightly under his scrutinizing stare. But his large hands gripped her chest firmly, holding her in place.

"I want to see exactly how you react to ," he said, his voice husky with desire.

One hand left her chest, trailing down to the inside of her thigh, which was still slick with the aftermath of her earlier arousal.

"Ah!"

The mont his fingers made contact, her body jerked in response, her skin hyper-sensitive. Her sha deepened as she felt herself growing wetter, a mortifying response she couldn’t control.

"Mm."

She twisted her body in embarrassnt, but his firm thighs trapped her, holding her steady. His fingers slid inside her without pause, moving with deliberate confidence.

"I want to see how you take ," he murmured, his lips curling into a wicked smirk.

His words were maddening, yet Suin couldn’t deny the way her body responded. Her breath hitched, and her hands fumbled for sothing to hold onto as he pushed her closer to her limit.

"You should watch too," he said suddenly, leaning back as he pulled down his pajama pants.

Her blurry vision cleared enough to focus on what erged, and her eyes widened in shock.

It wasn’t just big—it was massive, intimidating, and undeniably real.

"Hah…"

Suin gasped audibly, unable to tear her eyes away from the sight.

She had never seen anything like it. It was overwhelming, and for a mont, fear crept in.

And yet, she knew.

It was hers to take.

"I’ve always been victorious against lesser n," Jaehee said smugly, his confidence practically oozing.

Before she could even form a response, it twitched—no, throbbed—as though it were reacting to her gaze.

Was it just her imagination, or was it growing even larger? It lood over her like a living entity, demanding her attention and submission.

The suffocating tension thickened in the air as Suin’s trembling fingers brushed against him.

"How is it?" he asked again, his voice low and steady.

How could she even answer? She felt overwheld, fear tightening her chest.

"Why do you look like that?" Jaehee tilted his head, his sharp gaze catching her pale complexion.

Finally, she muttered honestly, "I’m scared…"

"Scared? Of what? It’s yours," he said firmly, his words brazen yet strangely earnest.

Yours?

How could this possibly be hers?

As her hand hesitantly rested against him, the hardened form twitched as if alive, while the skin was shockingly soft and warm.

"H-How is it?" he pressed.

"It’s… soft," she admitted, her voice barely audible, astonished at the juxtaposition between its firmness and gentle texture.

Her touch seed to make his chest heave, his breaths coming out heavier. His hand moved, finding her body again with boldness this ti, unlike his earlier cautious touch.

"Ah," Suin gasped as his hand delved deeper, her body trembling. Her head tilted back, her breath hitching as if she were barely holding onto her sanity.

And then—

"Shit."

Jaehee ground his teeth, cursing under his breath.

"I can’t wait anymore."

With a sudden urgency, he reached for the bedside drawer, pulling out a condom. Tearing the wrapper open with his teeth, he grabbed her thigh and pulled her toward him.

The weight of his body pressed between her thighs, and before she could even brace herself—

"Ahh!"

Suin’s breath caught painfully in her throat as her body froze.

The pressure, the sheer size—it felt unbearable. A cry escaped her lips, her hands gripping his shoulders in panic.

How is this even possible?

It was too much, too sudden.

Jaehee stilled.

Even he was taken aback by how difficult it was to move forward, despite his earlier confidence. Suin’s anguished expression and sharp intake of breath left him montarily paralyzed.

This wasn’t how he had imagined it.

"Lee Suin."

Her body’s resistance, her tight grip on his shoulders—it all scread of inexperience.

"Why does it feel like this is your first ti?"

The thought struck him.

It couldn’t be… could it?

"Why are you reacting like this?" His voice softened, though confusion laced his words. "I an, I’m big, but this…"

"Shut up!" Suin snapped, her voice trembling with a mix of pain and frustration.

Her body was stiff, her spine rigid, and her hands struck his shoulders with a desperate, almost helpless force.

"I-I can’t breathe! This isn’t sothing I can just control!" she cried out, her tone filled with both indignation and agony.

Realization dawned on him.

She wasn’t just overwheld—this was her first ti.

"Ah…"

For a mont, Jaehee felt a rush of emotion—part disbelief, part amazent.

Lee Suin, at thirty, was still a virgin.

He had always assud she would have had lovers, given how beautiful and captivating she was. The number of n who must’ve desired her couldn’t be counted on one hand.

Yet, she had remained untouched.

It was a revelation that struck deeper than he expected.

Of course, it wasn’t because she had been saving herself specifically for him—he wasn’t naive enough to believe that.

But it didn’t matter.

Her vulnerability in this mont made his desire for her even stronger.

"Do sothing!" she demanded, frustration evident in her voice as he remained still.

Her flushed face, crumpled in pain and anger, only made her look more endearing to him.

"Lee Suin," he murmured, leaning down to brush his tongue against her trembling lips. His voice was soft, almost conspiratorial, as he whispered, "I know you’re overwheld, but listen to ."

As her body quivered beneath him, he placed one hand on her hip, the other gently stroking her hair, as if to calm her.

"I’m new to this, too."

Her wide, tear-filled eyes locked onto his, confusion montarily overriding the pain.

Seo Jaehee… his first ti?

The sheer intensity of the mont heightened as he continued, his voice deep and steady.

"It’s my first ti as well."

It was a confession, raw and intimate, shared in the heat of this mont.

Now, it was their shared inexperience, their mutual vulnerability, that bound them.

"Let’s take this together, Suin," he murmured, his lips brushing against hers again as his hands moved to soothe her tense body.

The ti had co—to share this pain, this experience, and ultimately, this pleasure. Together.