After some time spent messing around, Travis finally left, leaving Soo-Yeon with her heart pounding and her womb filled with his cum. The satisfied but dazed look on her face was the last thing he saw before stepping out of the stall and blending seamlessly back into the world outside.
He returned to class as if nothing had happened, slipping into his seat with practiced ease. The moment he settled in, though, Na-Yeon shot him a knowing look. Her hand slid under the table, fingers wrapping around his cock through his pants.
"You can't even go a few hours without fucking someone, can you?" she whispered, her voice laced with irritation but her grip saying otherwise.
Travis smirked, leaning back slightly. "Well, if you and I fucked, I think I'd be spending those hours with you instead of someone else," he replied casually.
A deep blush spread across her cheeks, her grip loosening before she quickly pulled her hand away. She looked away, flustered, but he didn't miss the way her thighs pressed together.
'Why does he always know exactly what to say to get me horny?' she thought, frustrated with herself.
Class continued without further incident, and soon, the final bell rang. Their lessons were done for the day, which meant it was time for the business class meet—a casual networking event that served more as an excuse to drink than anything else.
Travis and Na-Yeon walked there together, but the moment they arrived, she all but abandoned him, making a beeline for the gym bros. Within minutes, she was competing with them in a drinking contest, knocking back shots as if she had something to prove.
Travis sighed, shaking his head. He knew this was just how things went. She was competitive, reckless, and never turned down a challenge.
Resigned, he scanned the room and spotted a girl sitting alone, visibly upset. Seong Jin.
She had long, sleek black hair that cascaded over her shoulders, her delicate features accentuated by the dim bar lighting. Normally composed and elegant, she now looked completely out of place, drowning her sorrows in alcohol. A half-finished glass sat in front of her, and the moment he got closer, he could see the glossy sheen in her eyes.
Curious, he took a seat beside her. "Rough night?" he asked.
She scoffed, swirling the drink in her glass before downing it in one go. "You could say that," she muttered.
"Let me guess. Boyfriend trouble?"
She let out a bitter laugh. "More like ex-boyfriend trouble. He ditched me to go water his damn plants. So I ditched him permanently."
Travis raised an eyebrow. "He really picked plants over you?"
"Yeah. Can you believe that?" she sighed, then signaled for another drink. "Guess I wasn't worth his time."
Travis leaned in slightly, his voice smooth. "Sounds to me like he just wasn't man enough for you."
Seong Jin blinked, staring at him for a second before laughing softly. "You're dangerous, you know that?"
He smirked, watching as she took another sip. Tonight was about to get interesting.
"Who are you again? Oh, the new guy. Travis, right?" she asked, her eyes scanning him with curiosity.
"Yeah. And you must be...?" he replied, tilting his head slightly.
"Seong-Jin. Didn't Shin-Na tell you about me? I'm a friend of hers, by the way," she said, flashing a confident smile.
Travis nodded, taking in her presence. There was something lively about her—an energy that made her easy to talk to. As their conversation unfolded, she gradually opened up, her words flowing with a mix of enthusiasm and subtle flirtation. She had taken a liking to him, and it showed.
Unlike most guys, Travis listened. He didn't just nod along; he asked thoughtful questions, ones that made her pause and think before answering. He knew how to keep a conversation going, not just filling the silence but making it engaging.
At some point, she moved closer, sliding into the seat right next to him. Her body language spoke volumes—leaning in slightly, her gaze lingering on his face, her smile a little more playful than before.
Travis couldn't help but notice the shift.
Love: 20
Interest: 90
Lust: 90
'Wow, that was quick,' he thought, glancing at the rising numbers.
Eventually, their meeting wrapped up, but Seong-Jin wasn't doing so well. She had started feeling sick, and now Travis was helping her while Na-Yeon stood nearby, distracted by a phone call with her mom.
Just as he steadied Seong-Jin, making sure she was okay, she suddenly grabbed his hand. Her grip was firm yet urgent.
"Let's take a detour for a moment," she said, her voice lower, more serious.
There was no real reason to refuse, so he simply nodded. With that, the two of them slipped away, walking until they reached a nearby hotel.
Once inside, Seong-Jin stretched her arms above her head, letting out a soft sigh. "I need a shower," she murmured, already heading toward the bathroom.
Travis didn't mind. He made himself comfortable, sitting down on the bed with a knowing smirk.
'Alright. It's about to go down. I wonder if Na-Yeon is going to crash in during our meeting?' he thought, leaning back against the pillows.
Steam clung to Seong-Jin's skin as she stepped out of the bathroom, the scent of soap and warm water still lingering in the air. A fluffy white towel wrapped around her curves, barely clinging to her damp body. She ran a hand through her wet hair, tilting her head as she spotted Travis standing there, already undressing without a second thought.
She smirked at his boldness, watching as he peeled away the last piece of clothing, revealing his toned body and—most importantly—the thick, throbbing length between his legs. Her eyes flicked down, her smirk widening as she took in the sight of him, already hard just from looking at her.
'I'm going to enjoy this,' she thought, heat pooling between her thighs.
Without hesitation, she loosened her grip on the towel, letting it slip from her fingers and pool at her feet. Travis's gaze darkened, devouring every inch of her bare body, his cock twitching in approval.
She walked over to the bed with deliberate steps, her hips swaying just enough to tease him. Climbing onto the mattress, she spread her legs wide, fully exposing her glistening heat to him. Her swollen folds were already slick with anticipation, and the way Travis stared made her heart race.
His jaw clenched as he moved closer, his fingers trailing down her inner thigh before settling over her soaked entrance. The warmth of his palm against her sensitive flesh sent a thrill up her spine. He rubbed slow, careful circles over her slit, his touch exploring, learning.
At first, Seong-Jin raised an eyebrow, wondering if he was inexperienced. His movements weren't quite right—too hesitant, not quite hitting the right spots. She opened her mouth to say something, but the second she tried, a sudden jolt of pleasure shot through her, making her back arch and a gasp escape her lips.
'What was that?' she thought, her breath hitching.
Travis didn't stop. Instead, he smirked, his fingers pressing and stroking with an almost unnatural precision. Every movement sent another sharp wave of pleasure through her, each one stronger than the last. Her body tensed, reacting instinctively to the overwhelming sensation.
"Ahh… ahhh…" she moaned, breathless, her thighs trembling as he continued. She couldn't understand how he was doing this—how just his fingers alone could send her body into a frenzy.
The intensity grew. Her walls clenched around nothing, desperate for more, her body teetering on the edge of release. It built fast, too fast, the orgasm surging toward her like a tidal wave ready to crash—
And then, suddenly, he stopped.
Her eyes snapped open in shock, her body trembling from the abrupt loss of pleasure. She looked up at him, breathless, frustration burning in her gaze. He simply smirked, gripping her thighs firmly as he positioned himself between them.
"You ready for this?" His voice was low, teasing, as he lined his thick cock up against her soaked entrance.
Seong-Jin swallowed hard, her legs spreading wider in desperate anticipation. Without hesitation, she nodded, her voice coming out in a needy moan.
"Yes… fuck me hard."
TO BE CONTINUED