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Chapter 9
🕑 Added 2025-02-04 16:42:42 +0000 UTCAfter getting fixed up, Travis drove them back to Ha Ye-Jung’s mansion. As they approached, the grand estate came into view—a modern architectural marvel with sleek glass panels, elegant curves, and a perfectly manicured landscape. The automated gates opened smoothly, revealing a long driveway lined with trimmed hedges and glowing pathway lights. It was a sight to behold, a place that radiated wealth and status.
Travis parked the car and stepped out, taking a deep breath as he admired the sheer luxury surrounding him. The mansion alone was enough to rekindle his personal ambitions.
'Damn… I need a place like this, but bigger. Once I finish building my harem, I’ll make sure to have a home grander than this one. Twenty pornhwas completed or more… yeah, that should be enough. Maybe thirty just to be safe.' He smirked at the thought.
Sure, managing that many women would be a challenge, but that was a problem for the author to sort out. As long as everything worked out in the end, he didn’t care.
'After that, I retire. By then, my life will be complete. Just need immortality, though.' He mused to himself as he followed Ha Ye-Jung inside.
The interior of her mansion was just as stunning as the outside—high ceilings, expensive chandeliers, sleek modern furniture, and a perfect blend of contemporary design with comfort. But right now, neither of them was paying much attention to the decor.
"Let’s clean up," Ha Ye-Jung said, leading the way toward the master bathroom.
The shower was a luxurious glass enclosure, big enough to fit at least five people comfortably. The marble tiles gleamed under the soft lighting, and the rainfall showerhead released a warm cascade of water as they stepped inside.
As the hot water streamed down their bodies, they washed away the sweat and lingering traces of their heated encounter. Ha Ye-Jung ran her hands over her arms and neck, letting out a satisfied sigh as the steam filled the space around them. Travis, on the other hand, couldn’t help but watch her—how the water glided over her curves, how her damp hair clung to her skin.
"You keep staring," she said with a smirk, wringing out her hair.
"Can you blame me?" he replied, stepping closer.
She chuckled but didn’t push him away. Instead, she handed him a loofah. "Make yourself useful, then."
Travis took it with a grin and began scrubbing her back, his movements slow and teasing. She let out a pleased hum, enjoying the way he took his time. The warmth of the water, the intimacy of their touch—it was a relaxing moment, something neither of them had expected but welcomed nonetheless.
After rinsing off, they stepped out of the shower, wrapping themselves in thick, soft towels before heading to the living room.
The living area opened up to a breathtaking view of the outdoor pool, which shimmered under the soft glow of the mansion's exterior lighting. The scene was mesmerizing—tranquil yet luxurious, the water reflecting the night sky.
Ha Ye-Jung sank into the plush couch, stretching her legs out as she sighed in contentment. "You know… I could get used to this."
Travis smirked, sitting beside her. "Me too. But something tells me this is just the beginning."
She raised a brow, intrigued. "Oh? And what exactly do you mean by that?"
He leaned back, a confident glint in his eyes. "You'll see soon enough."
As the night settled around them, the atmosphere felt lighter, as if something unspoken had shifted between them. Whatever came next, they both knew it would be just as thrilling.
After some foreplay, Ha Ye-Jung and Travis were sprawled on the couch, her body arching beneath him as he thrust deep into her dripping core.
"Ah~ ah~ ah~ Ahhhhhaa~!" she moaned, each thrust sending waves of pleasure coursing through her. His thick cock stretched her walls deliciously, hitting places she never knew could feel this good. Her body twitched violently as an orgasm tore through her on just the fifth thrust, her juices gushing onto his cock.
Her fingers dug into the plush cushions as she gasped for air. "Mmmmmm!!! DAMN!! This is soooo good!! Ahhhhh..." she moaned, her voice trembling with ecstasy. Every stroke of his cock sent shivers up her spine, and when he slammed into her womb, a deep guttural moan escaped her lips.
Her pussy clenched around him involuntarily, trying to trap him inside as if afraid he'd take this pleasure away. Even as she was drowning in the overwhelming sensations, her mind clung to the last shred of sanity she had left. But Travis wasn't one to let her keep control.
He suddenly pulled back, his cock dragging along her sensitive walls, making her whimper at the loss. Thinking he was about to pull out, her walls relaxed ever so slightly—only for him to slam back inside with a brutal thrust.
"OHH!!" she cried out, her voice laced with both surprise and overwhelming pleasure. The moment his cock kissed her cervix, her body betrayed her completely. Her muscles clenched down on him in a relentless vice, her pussy convulsing wildly around his cock, milking it for all it was worth.
Her back arched off the couch as her orgasm hit like a tidal wave, her walls tightening and spasming around him, gripping him so tight it was almost unbearable. Her juices spilled out uncontrollably, coating his cock in her arousal.
Travis groaned, his grip on her hips tightening as he felt her desperate need to squeeze every inch of him. His control snapped. With one final deep thrust, he buried himself to the hilt, his cock pulsing as thick ropes of cum shot deep into her womb.
Her body trembled violently, her legs wrapping around him weakly as she felt the warmth of his release filling her up completely. A long, drawn-out moan left her lips as her mind momentarily blanked from the sheer intensity.
Travis finally pulled out, watching as his seed slowly dripped out of her, painting an erotic picture that made his cock twitch even after release. He smirked in satisfaction, sinking back onto the couch with a deep breath.
'Yeah… that definitely increased my lifespan,' he thought, staring at Ha Ye-Jung’s blissed-out expression, her chest rising and falling heavily as she struggled to come back down from the high.
She laid there, panting, her body still tingling with the remnants of pleasure. If this was just the beginning, she wasn’t sure if she could handle what he had planned next. But one thing was certain—she never wanted this to end.
TO BE CONTINUED
