Empire of Desire: The Showbiz Tyrant

Yura's breath came in tiny, panicked gasps. Her panties were shoved brutally to the side, her slick folds exposed, and Jinhyuk's cock nudged at her entrance — thick, hot, impossibly real.

"Please… Jinhyuk…" Her voice cracked. "Not here, not like—"

But he didn't even hesitate. He gripped her hips hard enough to bruise and drove forward in one smooth, devastating stroke.

Her mouth fell open on a silent cry. The velvet sofa seemed to vanish beneath her, her whole world narrowing to the stretch — the obscene, toe-curling stretch of him forcing her open.

"So tight," Jinhyuk growled, hips grinding until he was seated fully inside her. His cock throbbed deep, nestled against her womb. "Like this pussy's never had anything real before."

Her thighs twitched, muscles fluttering in frantic betrayal."It's too— too much—" she whimpered, hands pushing weakly at his shoulders.

But her hips rolled up, chasing the pressure even as tears pricked her eyes. Her body was already drenched, welcoming him, clutching around every inch.

He started to move — slow, deep thrusts that pulled almost all the way out before driving back in. Each drag of his cock along her walls lit her nerves on fire. Slick sounds filled the room, lewd and shameless.

Her breath shuddered out in tiny sobs."Stop… please… it feels… I can't…"

Jinhyuk's hand caught her jaw, forcing her to look at him."Can't what? Can't handle how good it feels? Can't handle your pretty cunt milking me like it was made for my cock?"

Her face burned so hot it hurt. A small, wrecked sound left her lips as her pussy clenched down, hugging him even tighter. Her nails dug into his arms, leaving little half-moons.

He fucked her harder. The sofa creaked beneath them. The chandelier overhead shivered with each sharp snap of his hips. Her moans grew louder, spilling out no matter how hard she tried to bite them back.

She shook her head frantically."No… I hate this, I hate—"

But her back arched, offering her breasts to his mouth. He took one nipple between his lips, sucking hard, tongue lashing until she sobbed. Her hands flew to his hair, clutching desperately.

"You hate it?" he murmured against her skin. "Then why's this greedy pussy sucking me in? Why are you soaking me so sweet it's dripping down your thighs?"

He pulled out almost completely, then slammed back in. Her eyes rolled back, a hoarse cry ripping from her throat.

"Ah— ah god— please—"

He fucked her through it mercilessly. Her body betrayed every whispered plea. Her legs fell wide, feet digging into the cushions for leverage, rolling her hips up to meet him. Each thrust drove her deeper into a haze of slick, shameful pleasure.

Then his hand slid between them, thumb finding her swollen clit.She jerked like she'd been shocked, a helpless wail spilling out.

"Don't— don't do that— it's too—"

"Too what?" Jinhyuk's voice was pure sin. His thumb circled harder, faster. "Too much for you to pretend you don't love it?"

Her climax slammed into her so hard her vision went white. Her entire body tensed, then shuddered violently, pussy spasming around him. A sob broke free — raw, torn from the deepest part of her.

He kept moving through it, chasing his own end, hips pounding hers into the velvet until slick overflowed onto the cushions.

"Look at me when I fill you," he growled, hand gripping her throat lightly, just enough to hold her dazed gaze.

And then he buried himself to the hilt, hips grinding in deep circles. A rough groan tore from his chest as he spilled inside her, hot pulses flooding her already trembling core.

Yura's mouth fell open in a silent moan.She could feel it — thick, hot, marking her inside. Her walls fluttered helplessly, milking him for every last drop.

When he finally pulled out, a slow trickle of white followed, spilling down to stain her thighs. Her breath hitched at the obscene sight.

Jinhyuk didn't let her hide. He cupped her chin, forcing her to look him dead in the eyes.

"You're mine now, Yura. Your debts, your family, your pussy — every last piece of you. Remember that the next time you try to pretend you're above begging."

She let out a tiny, wrecked sound, tears streaking down her flushed cheeks. Her body still twitched, little aftershocks rolling through her.

And deep inside, under all the horror and shame, was a molten, humiliating truth:She'd never felt so alive.