Pregnant for the straight CEO Chapter 62

Yu Jin’s POV

The room reeked of sex, sweat, and the take-out containers we never bothered to throw away. Sunlight ca through the half-closed blinds in thin gold lines, falling across the bed where Park Min was curled against my chest.

For once, I wasn’t hard.

I just wanted to hold him.

He had woken up an hour ago, slow and quiet. No yelling. No "this never happens again." He just rolled over, pressed his face into my neck, and whispered, "Cuddle . Please. Just... hold for a bit."

So I did.

My arms wrapped around him tight. One hand stroked his hair, the other rested on the small of his back. His breathing was soft and even. He felt warm, small, safe, well apparently he was bigger than but..... I kissed the top of his head over and over, like I could make up for the bruises with gentle lips.

"This is nice," he mumbled into my skin. "I like this."

" too," I said, and ant it.

We stayed like that for a long ti. No talking. Just breathing together. I thought maybe we were finally okay again.

Then my hand moved on its own.

It started innocently just tracing circles on his lower back. Then lower. Under the waistband of the loose sweatpants he was wearing. My fingers slid over the curve of his ass, slow and lazy.

He tensed a little, but didn’t pull away.

"Yu Jin..." His voice was soft, warning.

"I know, I know," I whispered. "I just want to touch. That’s all."

My palm cupped one cheek, squeezed gently. He sighed, half-annoyed, half-sothing else.

I kept going. Fingers slipping between his legs from behind, brushing over his hole. It was still swollen, tender. He flinched.

"Yu Jin, stop."

But I was already hard again. I couldn’t help it.

" The last three days had been nothing but fucking morning, afternoon, night. Eating, sleeping, showering, everything ended with you inside . You’re now addicted, it’s becoming concerning, where are you getting that strength from, what are you?." he was genuinely worried.

"I just want to eat you," I said against his ear, voice low. "Let taste you one more ti. Please."

He laughed, but it sounded tired. "You said that yesterday. And the day before. And the day before that."

I rolled him onto his stomach gently and tugged his pants down to his thighs.

"Yu Jin..."

"Shh. Just my tongue. I promise."

I spread him open and licked a slow line up his rim. He jerked, moaned despite himself. He was still loose, still tasting like from earlier.

I couldn’t stop.

I licked and sucked and pushed my tongue inside until he was shaking again, pushing back on my face, crying quietly into the pillow.

When I pulled back, my phone was already in my hand.

"Let record it," I said, breathless. "I want to watch later. I want to see your hole take my tongue. Please, baby."

He lifted his head, hair ssy, eyes wide and confused.

"What?"

"Co on," I said, already opening the cara. "Sit on my face. I’ll lie down, you just lower yourself. I’ll film from below. It’ll be so pretty."

He stared at like I’d lost my mind.

"Yu Jin... listen to yourself WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK!!"

I wasn’t listening.

I lay back, pulled him on top of , guided his knees on either side of my head. He hovered, uncertain.

"Sit," I said, voice rough.

He hesitated... then slowly lowered himself.

The second his ass touched my mouth, I groaned loud and filthy. My tongue pushed inside again. I held the phone up, recording everything, his swollen rim, the way he trembled, the little sounds he couldn’t hold back.

He lasted maybe two minutes before he started grinding down, chasing it, tears in his eyes again.

"You crazy son of a bitch...!!!"

I dropped the phone, grabbed his hips, and flipped us so fast he gasped.

I pushed into him in one thrust.

No lube and no warning.

He scread, back arching off the bed.

I fucked him hard and fast, like I hadn’t just had him an hour ago. Like I hadn’t had him twenty tis in three days.

His nails dug into my arms. His eyes rolled back.

"Yu Jin..slowly please ....you lying slutty bastard fuck hardeerrr no stop stop please..."

I didn’t.

I pounded into him until he was sobbing, until his cock ca dry, until his body went limp again and his voice broke into nothing.

When I finally ca in him again he was barely conscious, eyes fluttering, mouth open, drooling on the sheets.

I ca with a growl, pumping into him, holding him down.

After, when that went down and I slipped out, he didn’t move.

Just lay there, shaking, breathing shallow.

I pulled him into my arms, kissing his sweaty forehead.

"I love you," I whispered.

He didn’t answer for a long ti.

Then, so quiet I almost missed it:

"We need to see a doctor."

I froze.

He turned his face into my chest, voice cracked and small.

"Yu Jin... sothing’s wrong with you. With us. Three days. Non-stop. You’re not eating. You’re not sleeping. You don’t even ask if I’m okay. I’m bleeding a little. My hole won’t close properly. I can’t walk straight. And you just... keep going."

I opened my mouth. Nothing ca out.

He looked up at , eyes red and scared.

"I’m not saying no to sex. I’m saying... this isn’t normal. You’re not normal right now. Your pheromones are off the charts. I can sll you from across the room and it makes wet even when I’m in pain. Sothing’s broken."

I stared at him.

He reached up, touched my cheek gently.

"We need a check-up. Both of us. My ass hurts as fuck. Tomorrow. Promise ."

I swallowed hard.

The guilt hit like a truck.

I’d been so lost in him, in owning him, in breeding him over and over, I didn’t see he was breaking.

I nodded slowly.

"Okay," I whispered. "Tomorrow. I promise."

He curled back into , shaking.

I held him tight and didn’t move my hands lower this ti.

For the first ti in three days, I just held him.

And didn’t fuck him again.