Koo’s heels clicked sharply against the marble floors of her penthouse as she burst through the door, the echo of her slamming it shut reverberating like a gunshot in the empty space. The drive back from the hotel had been a blur of frustrated heat—thighs clenched against the seat leather, pussy still achingly empty despite Namjoon’s cock having been inside her just minutes ago. What the fuck is wrong with me? she thought, peeling off her dress in the foyer, letting it pool like discarded shame at her feet. Naked now, her body gleamed under the soft recessed lighting: those massive DD tits heaving with each ragged breath, dark nipples already pebbled from the cool air and the filthy memories swirling in her head. Tae’s nude photo burned in her mind—his thick, leaking cock, the way it curved like a promise of ruin. Her fat ass jiggled as she stormed to the bathroom, caramel skin flushed from head to toe, and between her thick thighs, her pink pussy lips were puffy and slick, betraying her with a fresh trickle of arousal that had nothing to do with Namjoon.