Chapter 195: jin ah and min soo* [+18]

Min-Soo sat back against the black leather sofa. He didn’t take off his uniform jacket. His expression remained level, his dark eyes tracking Choi Jin-Ah as she took a single, deliberate step toward him. The tight black velvet wrap dress she wore rustled softly, the fabric catching the dim light and outlining every full curve of her hourglass figure.

Without a word, Jin-Ah swung her long legs over his lap, sitting squarely over his thighs. Her full hips pinned against him, her chest rising and falling rapidly as her breath hit his chin. Her previous high-school arrogance was entirely dead, replaced by a deep, frantic devotion.

She leaned down, her fingers lacing tightly through his palms, pressing their hands flat against his chest as she drove her lips hard against his.

[Primary Target Touch Active: Choi Jin-Ah (Beauty Score: 88).]

[Tier 2 Contact Re-engaged: Continuous Hand-Lock.]

[Tier 3 Contact Active: Continuous Oral Intimacy.]

[System Notice: Multiple extraction metrics active simultaneously. Capital acceleration multiplying...]

The phone in Min-Soo’s pocket began to rattle with a violent, uninterrupted vibration. The banking application text alerts rolled across his closed vision like a live ticker symbol.

Shinhan Bank Alert: An anonymous wire transfer of $120,000 has been deposited.

Shinhan Bank Alert: An anonymous wire transfer of $120,000 has been deposited.

The cash printed with an unyielding velocity, over a hundred thousand dollars hitting his account for every single second her lips remained sealed against his, her fingers locking his hands down. The kiss was desperate and sweet, her tongue tracing his mouth with a total, unreserved surrender.

Min-Soo broke the kiss for a split second to breathe, but his hands didn’t drop to his pockets. He slid his fingers up from her waist, his bare palms slipping underneath the low neckline of her velvet dress to firmly squeeze her full, soft breasts.

"Ahh... hngg..." Jin-Ah let out a short, sharp moan against his jaw, her entire body shuddering as her head tilted back against the cushions. Her skin turned a vibrant, burning pink under his touch, her fingers clutching his shoulders for support. "Ohh... Min-Soo... Ahh...wai—"

Min-Soo didn’t slow down. He kept squeezing her chest in a slow, highly deliberate rhythm, the raw physical friction triggering the newly unlocked Tier 6 advanced metrics. He leaned back in, his mouth locking over hers once more as his thumbs rubbed against her sensitive skin, making the kiss turn incredibly deep, wet, and heavy. Her tongue tangled with his in a frantic rhythm, the sound of her breathless groans echoing quietly off the walls.

With a smooth, practiced motion, Min-Soo’s hands slid the velvet fabric completely down off her shoulders, exposing the pale, smooth skin of her chest to the cool air of the room while his fingers continued to squeeze and shape her breasts without a single pause.

[Tier 6 Advanced Metric Active: Continuous Chest Grip.]

[Payout Scale Exploding: $500,000 per second.]

Current Balance Surging Past: $3,500,000... $4,000,000...

Meanwhile, inside the dull bronze band on his index finger, a completely different energy was flaring. The soul link inside Min-Soo’s brain erupted with a sharp, burning static. Lady Ling-Xian’s voice cut through his thoughts, completely irritated, sharp, and dripping with an intense, ancient wrath.

"Lee Min-Soo! You told me you were merely going to execute a financial transaction for money! What is the meaning of this crude, undisciplined display? Put this mortal girl down this instant! The spiritual residue inside this ring is fluctuating because of her loud, shameless noises!"

Min-Soo didn’t answer her through the link. His expression remained perfectly calm. He broke the deep kiss, reached down with his left hand, and smoothly pulled the bronze ring completely off his index finger. He tossed the band onto the heavy marble coffee table nearby with a sharp clink, cutting off her spiritual connection and sealing her sight from the room entirely so she wouldn’t disturb them anymore.

Jin-Ah gasped for air, her eyes hazy and dilated, her lips flushed red as she stared at him.

Min-Soo didn’t waste a second. He caught her firmly by her narrow waist, his strong forearms lifting her voluptuous figure completely off his lap as he stood up from the sofa. He carried her across the room in a single, fluid stride and threw her gently onto the wide, silk-sheeted master bed.

The mattress gave way under her weight, her long dark hair sprawling across the white pillows. Min-Soo came down over her instantly, his mouth locking back onto hers. This time, their tongues met each other’s with total force, getting incredibly wet and heavy as the digital ticker in his vision blurred into pure, green numbers.

Min-Soo reached back, stripping his custom uniform jacket and shirt off his broad shoulders, letting them drop to the floor. He then slid his hands down her hips, smoothly removing the remaining velvet dress and undergarments from her long, smooth legs until she lay completely bare under the soft light of the room.

He pinned her hands above her head, his hard, athletic chest pressing firmly against her soft, heaving breasts. He looked down into her wide, burning eyes, his voice dropping to a low, authoritative masculine growl that made her entire core shiver.

"Are you ready for the real game, Jin-Ah?!" Min-Soo said.

After some time....

The silk sheets of the master bed were tangled and slick with sweat as the hours blurred together. Min-Soo moved with an unyielding, rhythmic drive, his newly hardened physical conditioning from months of training keeping his pace absolute. Every impact against the mattress was met with a loud, breathless sound that echoed off the high ceiling of the locked bedroom.

They had already gone through several intense cycles, their bodies flushed a deep, feverish pink under the dim ambient light. Jin-Ah’s long dark hair was damp, plastered against her neck and forehead as she gripped the pillows, her breath coming in short, ragged hitches. Her body was completely sensitive, trembling from the sheer continuity of the friction.

"Min-Soo... wait," Jin-Ah gasped, her voice trembling as she tried to shift her hips back against the headboard. She looked up at him through hazy, dilated pupils, her chest heaving rapidly. "We... we already did it so many times... I can’t go anymore... my body is completely exhausted..."

Min-Soo didn’t pull away. He looked down into her flushed face, his expression dark, intense, and completely dominant. "Just one more time, Jin-Ah."

He didn’t give her a chance to retreat. He reached forward, his large, bare palms locking firmly through her slender hands, pinning them flat against the mattress on either side of her head. The moment their fingers laced together, the multi-layered system extraction nodes slammed back into maximum operation.

Min-Soo shifted his weight, aligning his hips, and drove his hard length straight back inside her tight, burning core in a single, deep push.

"No... ahh! Wait... it’s too muc—" Jin-Ah’s voice cut off into a sharp, high-pitched gasp, her back arching off the silk sheets as her body tightly clamped around him. She couldn’t fight the overwhelming physical sensation flooding her system, her protests instantly turning into a desperate, loud moan. "I... hngggg... ahhh... ohhh..."

The room filled with the heavy, unyielding sound of skin against skin and the rhythmic creaking of the frame, completely drowning out the quiet hum of the air conditioner. Jin-Ah’s head tossed from side to side on the pillows, her groans getting louder and more uninhibited with every deep thrust. She had completely thrown away her remaining high-school pride, her body entirely surrendering to his rhythm.

The interface grid inside Min-Soo’s vision was a blinding, non-stop blur of green text boxes, printing capital with a velocity he had never seen before.

[Tier 4 Full Intimacy Parameter: Maximum Velocity Engaged.]

[Target Compliance Matrix: 100% Perfect.]

[Extraction Scale: $1,000,000 per cycle segment...]

The phone resting on the distant marble table vibrated continuously, the anonymous banking alerts stacking up in a flat, unending drone.

Min-Soo’s pace grew faster, his Level 1 Qi core circulating a sudden wave of heat through his lower abdomen as he reached the absolute threshold of the night. His muscles locked up, his fingers tightening around hers

.

"I can’t hold it anymore, Jin-Ah," Min-Soo growled, his voice low, rough, and masculine near her ear. "I’m cumming... hngg..."

Jin-Ah’s legs wrapped tightly around his waist, her hips lunging upward to meet his final, deepest thrust as she let out a loud, breathless cry. "Yes... come... come inside me... hngggg!..ahhh"

The intense extraction process reached its peak, the room finally falling into a heavy silence as the system’s demands were met. Exhaustion eventually took over, leaving the two in a deep, undisturbed sleep as the dawn began to break.

.....

The morning sun broke cleanly over the suburban ridge of Pyeongchang-dong, pouring a bright, golden light through the glass balcony doors.

Min-Soo opened his eyes. The room was completely quiet. Beside him, Jin-Ah was fast asleep, her breathing slow, even, and peaceful. Min-Soo slowly sat up and walked across the cool marble floor. He retrieved his smartphone and tapped the screen to review the night’s results.

A single, massive system summary box hung in his vision, replacing the standard notifications.

[Intimacy Extraction Cycle: Terminated at 05:12 AM.]

[Total Advanced Metrics Capital Retained: +$13,500,000.]

[Current Verified Bank Balance: $15,291,000.]

Min Soo stared at the green digits on the mobile banking application. In a single night, the extraction had restabilized his war chest, rocketing his net worth past the fifteen-million mark.

He looked toward the marble coffee table where the dull bronze band of Lady Ling-Xian’s ring lay silent. He still needed five million more to clear the twenty-million-dollar verification threshold for the Star-Core Lotus auction. The impossible timeline had been shattered, and his Level 1 cultivation core hummed with a faint, solid strength.