"What happens when your one-night stand plans to become your stepdad?"

It's been two weeks since that night, but I still can't forget him. It was so enthralling that the thrill stuck to my bones till now.

It weighed on my mind like a dumbbell and cost me my concentration. A man so hot... Ah, how could I forget him?

I wanted to see him again. I wanted to feel his warmth, his aggressive arms, and the way he smirked ever so often while I moaned like a messed-up recorder underneath him, sounds he seemed to favor.

But it was just a fling between two strangers. No strings attached, and no names involved.

I thought I would never see him again, until he showed up in my living room with his arms around my mother. 

And she said,

"Ha-Joon, this is Tae-Hyun, my fiancé. We're getting married in a few days, so get ready."

My heart stopped for a moment as my world shook.

And then he looked at me, his devilish eyes met mine. I gulped. They were those same eyes that had seen too much of me.

He remembered me, that was certain.

And judging by the way he smirked at me, he wasn't done with me yet.

Just how did that handsome, no, how did that hot man suddenly gain the identity of my stepfather?

(A curious naive college student who wanted to have sex for the first time took his first dive into danger, only to find out the tiger he slept with was about to become his family)

Note: this isn't an incest story so read the auxiliary chapter to know more before coming to your conclusion.

Did he touch her the way he touched me that night, rough, desperate, and yet still somehow careful? 


Did he hold her against him, whispering things into her ear to make her insides burn... just the way he whispered into mine?


The thought made my throat itch in disgust, and twisted and forbidden images followed right after. 


Tae-Hyun's silhouette loomed behind my eyelids, his breath hot against my neck, his grip bruising my hips so much that he could leave his print on me as he ground his cock against me, preparing to penetrate my insides and then when he did, when he shoved that fat cock in, he'd thrust until he succeed in filling me... until I couldn't think straight anymore.


I groaned, shoving the pillow harder over my face, trying to throw away those thoughts and seem normal, but my body betrayed me. 


Heat pooled in the low section of my stomach, and my dick had begun to strain against my pants as if it wanted freedom from that stuffy tent it was making.


Chapter 24 - I couldn't be too careful