Cat (7)

‘Ah…… Look at him reacting. What do I do? He’s so cute.’

Baek Seol-ah smiled, a faint blush rising on her face, and felt a quiet satisfaction tinged with excitement.

Her body was exhausted from just reaching climax, and her lower belly was so sensitive that the slightest touch could make her come, but.

“So? Interested……?”

“……No, what are you—”

At this point, that was no longer a consideration. Baek Seol-ah gently stroked her lower abdomen, which sent a shiver through her entire body whenever it was touched.

As she added a pleasant afterglow to the remnants of the orgasm she’d felt moments ago, she gazed at Han Taeyang with a sultry look, unusually flustered.

‘As expected, he recovers ridiculously fast, too.’

It was obvious even to an idiot. The impact of the line Baek Seol-ah had just uttered.

Han Taeyang was utterly dumbfounded, but his lower half was already stiff and erect...