lovelorn ; kokonoi hajime

- four -

y/n's pov

it's been 2 hours since we've arrived at the mochizuki's party. it's quite a crowd but most of them were bonten's associates; business men and women, yakuzas, gangters, you name it.

this isn't new to me anymore so i'm used to seeing these kind of people. i work for kokonoi who's an executive of the worst criminal organization so i can't complain about it.

"wanna try these pills?" sanzu asked, bonten's number two.

i smiled at him, "thanks for the offer, mister haruchiyo but i need to look after my boss", i declined but he remained in his spot beside me as our gaze diverts to the crowd infront of us.

"you think you can drive that son of a bitch home? looks like he's drunk as fuck than me." sanzu popped another question as he gulped down the pills with his liquor.

my eyes were now on kokonoi who seems to enjoy taking the vodka shots continuously that i mentally facepalmed myself because how am i supposed to take him home? i can't even drive for fuck's sake.

i let out a deep sigh and shook my head 'no' earning a chuckle from sanzu.

"gotta ask kakucho if he can get that motherfucker home." sanzu said and called out kakucho who's at the other table along with the haitani brothers.

"koko's gotta go home. fucker's prolly drunk and i'm afraid that this lovely secretary of his couldn't drive that luxurious car." sanzu explained to kakucho who's still sober.

"i'm so sorry for the disturbance. i'll just be the one who'll take him in to his place." i said as i bowed my head at kakucho.

kakucho gave me a beam, "nah, it's alright. i can handle koko myself so you can go home safely."

before i could even reply, someone threw their arm around my shoulder, "i can still manage. she's still coming along with me."

with that he dragged me away from sanzu and kakucho and starts to walk towards the exit.

"well, have fun with your sex! was about to ask her to be with me though!" sanzu exclaimed but kokonoi couldn't care less and just flicked him off.

on the other hand, i could feel a blush forming on my cheeks. bonten's number two? wanna get in my pants? well, i think that's an achievement though i only want kokonoi.

kokonoi's the only one who can get through my panties.

he's the one who can make me so wet with just doing a bare minumum.

"are you sure that you're not drunk, boss?" i asked as the freezing wind of midnight hits our body the moment we exited the venue.

"kinda tipsy but i can still drive." he replied.

i nodded, "i guess i'll be taking my leave now, boss".

"you're coming with me", kokonoi said with a smirk playing on his lips.

he leaned down right next to my left ear, "wouldn't want my secretary to go home without getting something from me after dressing herself up like a slutty whore that she is".

with those words, i could feel my slick coating my pretty cunt. it's throbbing so bad that i want someone to touch it.

i want kokonoi to touch it to show him how much his words is affecting me deep in my core.

the next thing i know, we've arrived at his penthouse. the whole ride was so silent but the sexual tension between us never left.

when the door closes as we both entered, kokonoi wasted no time and slammed my body against the wall effectively trapping me into his warmth. he didn't even let me get the chance to admire the interior of his luxurious home.

"you've never dress up like this, sweetheart. do you think i wouldn't get hard by seeing you like this?" he muttered as he deeply stares into my eyes in which i could see how lustful it is.

"a lot of men were eyeing on your tits when they were talking to you. couldn't help but to feel envy about it", he says that made me squished my legs.

"i'm sor—"

kokonoi smashed his lips against mine and kissed me as if there's no tomorrow with how sloppy it is. i could taste the alcohol from his saliva but i couldn't care less if he's drunk or not. tongues were battling as if who's more dominant or submissive but all i could feel were butterflies exploding in my guts.

his sinful lips trailing hot down the side of my neck while one of his hands found its way to squeeze one of my boobs and the other one is palming my throbbing clothed cunt. a breathy moan escaped from my lips when i felt the sensation of his hand touching the most sensitive part of my body. the maroon dress that i wore were now hiking up in the process revealing the white thong that i also wore as my underwear.

kokonoi pulled away from sucking my neck that surely left a hickey that's too noticeable and detached his hand from my clothed cunt that's now dripping with how soaked it is.

"wearing a such panties like that while you're wearing a dress like this, did you really intend on sleeping with someone tonight, slut?" he mumbled as he tugged the straps of my dress down to my chest exposing my bare breast to his seemingly hungry gaze.

kokonoi hummed the moment my tits were out, sucking in a breath before putting the one boob in his mouth, sucking it dry as the other tit were gently massaged by his hand.

"hajime..." i moaned out without realizing i just spoke out his first name.

the feeling of his hands were so warm but his mouth is even warmer as his gentle nibbles turned into a hungry one that made me such a moaning mess.

i could feel my cunt getting wetter with every swirls of his tongue probably, needing more of him. my eyes were clamped shut as i'm trying to catch my breath as pleasure rushed through my body. my pussy is aching for it to be touched more. all of a sudden, kokonoi stopped and moved away from me.

i opened my eyes to see him staring blankly on the floor.

"i'm so sorry", he breathes out and stares back at me.

his gaze isn't like the lustful ones anymore. it became empty once again. his hand ran through his long messy white locks and pulled at it as if he made a fucked up mistake.

kokonoi walked off towards where his couch lies in the living room without giving me a second glance or even utter another word. he just left me dumbfounded from where i'm still standing.

why did he stop?