Vows and Bullets
Chapter 130: Naughty Wife (Part 2)

Chapter 130: Naughty Wife (Part 2)

[WARNING: This Chapter is R18 and contains explicit s*x scenes. Please read at your own risk. For wholesome readers, you may skip this as it doesn’t progress the plot and only builds the characters’ relationship.]

I moved my head and sucked him over and over until his moans grew louder. My goodness, he moans so sexily that it’s making me want to devour him more.

Wanting more of him, I wrapped my hand on the other half of his manhood that my mouth couldn’t reach and caressed him.

"Aahhhh... Ye-Ji’ya... uhhmm... That feels so good."

Hearing him say that, I looked up at him, wanting to see his expression. When I did, my heart thundered in excitement.

The look on his face feeling pleasure from what I was doing... looked so damn hot! It’s so unfair to be so wickedly handsome and super hot at the same time.

Because of that look on his face, my insides burned and craved for him.

I then stopped sucking him and let go of his manhood.

"My dear husband, I can’t take it anymore."

I got up, crawled towards him, and straddled him.

"I want you," I confessed. "Please, f*ck me."

Eun-Woo chuckled as he gazed seductively at me.

"What a naughty wife."

Without further ado, he grabbed my waist and, with a loud thump, dropped me straight to his manhood. I was already so wet that he went inside me so easily.

"AAAHHH! Uhhhmmm..." I moaned loudly in pleasure.

And just like that, he thrust his manhood deep inside me over and over while squeezing my buttocks and guiding it to drop on him hard. It felt so good that I thought I was going crazy again from all the pleasure. And to add to it, his mouth sucked my nipples and licked them while pounding me.

Whenever he attacks both of my most sensitive areas and hits my sweet spot, my whole body just drops all its guard and shivers from the intense pleasure and sensation.

And not long after that I...

"Eun-Woo’ya... I’m... at my limit."

Whenever I say that, he would f*ck me harder and faster until I...

"Ahh! Ahh! Ahh! AAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!"

I climaxed... so hard.

Tears gather at the corner of my eyes when I do, so he would always wipe them for me while kissing me sweetly.

"Haah... Haah... Haah..."

As we caught out breaths, I would feel his manhood squirting his warm fluids inside me. And my private part would just twitch from all the pleasure and pound as if it had a pulse of its own.

"Did you like it, my dear wife?" he would always ask.

And me, who couldn’t think straight anymore, would always nod and answer...

"Yes... I love it," I confessed. "I love it so much that I think I’m... already addicted."

Eun-Woo sexily smirked as his intense gaze made me stare at him as if in a trance and hypnotized by his charms.

"Don’t worry, my dear wife. You’re not the only one."

He then kissed me sweetly once more. We stayed like that for a little rest and did it again.

Eun-Woo laid me down on the bed and raised both of my legs to his shoulders while parting them apart. In that position, he had his way inside me.

I’m not sure if it’s because of the position, but... wasn’t he a little too deep? So deep that it seemed like I could feel him in my stomach. And of course, that was impossible but... aaahhh.

"S-So deep," I said under my breath.

"You like that?"

"Uhhmm... Yes—Ahh!"

I was just answering him, but he suddenly thrust into me harder.

And then he went slower, making his movements feel more sensual.

’He’s obviously enjoying this... aaahh.’

Though doing it slow and hard felt really nice, I still prefer it fast. It only made me crave for him more that I started moving my hips on my own.

’He’s teasing me, isn’t he? That’s why he’s doing it slowly?’

"Aaahhh... Eun-Woo’ya, please..."

"Please what, my dear wife?" he asked, looking down on me intensely.

"Do you really have to ask?"

He chuckled and stretch his free hand to my face.

"Yes, my dear wife. I want to hear it straight from your lips."

With his finger, he touched my lips and traced them.

"Tell me what you want and exactly how you want it."

’I knew it. He’s teasing me. Even in sex, he’s still trying to piss me—uhhhmmm!’

To add to my excitement, he deliberately thrust hard and fast but only for a few seconds! Seriously!

"Eun-Woo’ya, aaahh... ahhh... p-please," I blurted out, unable to contain my thirst for more.

"Go on. Say it."

Damn it! Fine! I’ll say it.

"Please do me harder and faster and deeper and—AAAHH!!!"

As soon as I said that, he pounded on me hard and fast, and deep just as I asked him to.

"Ahh! Ahh! Ahh!"

The whole room was soon filled with our moans and the sound of our bodies entwining.

And just like that, we did it again.

And again.

And again.

This time, it wasn’t the morning dawn that reminded me of our sinful desires. This time, it was the dead of night. And to think we started doing it this afternoon!

It seemed like we were already both hopelessly addicted to this feeling.

And more importantly... I thought I couldn’t take him 10 times and that we couldn’t possibly last that much, but... we ended up doing it a little over that.

Like beasts in heat, we craved each other and didn’t stop until we were fully satisfied. By the end of it, we slumped our bodies on the bed, so exhausted but very much pleased, having our hunger and thirst satiated to the brim.

Truly, doing it after abstaining from it for a while was something else. I wouldn’t mind skipping a few days if it meant the next time we do it gives this much pleasure.

***

[When morning came...]

"I can’t believe you’re making me do this when I specifically told you that I would NEVER do this again!"

A man’s irritating voice woke me up from my deep sleep. He was shouting though it wasn’t that loud from my position.

"How can you do this to me?" he complained once again. "I’m your only best friend who had been with you long before you knew what sex is!"

"Oh, please. Spare me the drama," Eun-Woo sighed.

It was his voice, and I could never mistake it for someone else’s, given how close we had become. And the other man complaining must be...

"Please, my best friend who’s no longer a virgin," he pleaded, "just choose someone else. I’m not doing it! I can’t! My pride will never—ugh. Just imagine! The Great Agent Hades, ranking 3rd as a Top Mythos Agent, so manly and handsome and slept with so many girls, and THEN you’re making me pretend to be a woman?! Seriously, dude? UGHHH!"

A heavy sigh could be heard after that. I knew it—he was Agent Hades, aka Taehyung, whom I still don’t know what his last name was.

"Can we talk about this in another room?" Eun-Woo replied. "You’re being too noisy, and my wife is still sleeping."

"Let her wake up so we can all talk about this and agree that a woman—who is your wife, obviously—should do it instead of me, a man. How hard can that be? She doesn’t even need to modify her body since she’s already sexy enough. She just needs to act and dress like that Ms. Hyerin. Problem solved!"

"That’s exactly the problem," Eun-Woo snapped at him. "I’m not allowing my wife to act like a prostitute, dress like one, and be sexually harassed by other men, or else I’ll end up killing everyone who dared touch her!"

"Whoa..." Agent Hades sounded too stunned to speak. "So basically, the reason why you’re asking me to sacrifice my dignity and pride as a man is because... you’re flirting. Yup. That’s plain flirting with your wife—acting like the possessive husband who doesn’t want any danger to befall his wife. Ugh. I can’t with you anymore. This is why I don’t believe in the idea of love. See what lunacy is it bringing to someone I know is supposed to be a very logical and intellectual person? Ugh."

Agent Hades complained nonstop. I’d like to see the look on their faces as they talked, but I was afraid if I moved right now, they would notice I was awake and stop talking. I still want to hear more of their banters. It was fun. I wonder who’s going to win this argument?

"Mr. Taehyung," Eun-Woo said sternly, sounding like he’s already losing his patience. "I don’t remember asking for your permission."

"HUH?!"

"You are doing this no matter what."

"Hey! T-This is not my mission. That’s very unfair of you to—"

He suddenly stopped talking, and silence filled the place.