Chapter 292. Goodwill
My first sex with Mina was far from beautiful.
It was a brutal, violent act, and Mina was utterly ravaged. I hadn’t known I could torment a woman so severely. Time and again, as I ejaculated, I tore at her body and soul.
I never thought I had such a preference. It made me wonder if I was a sadist.
“Haaah… Haaah… Ugh… Ugh.”
Mina let out a small whimper. We lay side by side on the Sofa, our bodies pressed completely together. I held her close, her head resting on my arm. Our sweat-soaked bodies stuck to each other, a sticky embrace. The fullness of Mina’s body molding against my skin felt good. Her reactions and the tightness I felt, hard to believe for a married woman with childbirth experience, were also good.
It might have been a painful time for her, but my desire was certainly satisfied. Perhaps it wasn’t entirely agonizing for Mina either.
“Taesik… don’t.”
“Hm?”
“Don’t stroke me like that. Please stop.”
Unconsciously, I had been stroking her hair and shoulders. It was a habit, my hands moving whenever I held a woman.
“Why? It’s over.”
“Still. It’s too… too… Ugh.”
“Too?”
“It feels too much like affection. You shouldn’t do that to me.”
“Ah.”
What was the big deal? It was just skinship. Mina had never said anything like this before. She had always just swallowed her sadness and endured it alone. But now, she was revealing her Inner Thoughts. The woman who felt like a comfortable friend was starting to look like a fragile Woman.
