pied piper

10 | Moan For Me

Music Companion : Lost in the fire by The Weeknd

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"This stays between us," I repeated in a much shakier and breathy tone once I felt his pink and pretty lips kiss my neck once again, reaching down my belly as my body involuntarily rested on the steering wheel. Mr. Jeon pressed over my stomach with his burning large hands and I recoiled back abruptly in pleasure, a loud honk erupting from the car and immediately making me jump in his lap.

I grinned, breathing hard but peeking at the man who was lowly panting, lips redder and curved in a sexy grin making my cheeks get 10x hotter.

I felt myself get confident again, courageously looking straight into his dark and piercing eyes but smirking back, "You're a sensitive baby. A very sensitive boy."

I knew that my words would affect the man but not to such an extent as I was immediately pulled back into his robust chest, teeth nibbling and biting my bare neck whilst giving me both pain and pleasure with his actions, "Hm? You were saying?"

Words unable to form in my mind as I breathed loudly, hand pressed on my mouth to stop the sounds from erupting from my throat. Mr. Jeon stopped suddenly, such powerful gaze penetrating through my soul and making me go utterly insane, he pulled my fingers away and laced them with his long, slender ones.

There is no doubt that he could hear the rapid pounding of my heart as his teeth scraped against the soft shell of my ear teasingly slow. His voice was deep and breathy as he slurred melodically.

"Moan for me, little one."

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Half an hour later. The extremely heated hour going by filled with my moans and only that, I was back in my seat, body trembling uncontrollably after what I had just gone through.

The heat was still present in my body as I peeked at Mr. Jeon who was driving sexily, one veiny big hand handling the wheel and the other elegantly placed on the hand rest of the luxurious car, rubbing against my flaming body every now and then whilst lips turned up into a condescending smirk. No matter how much I begged, he didn't dare move but kept his skilled lips firmly attached to my neck, attacking my body mercilessly.

In the end, I felt a strong sense of high pass over me, leaving me utterly and completely exhausted and mindless. "You just came, my bug" is all he whispered in my ear, embracing my weak and vulnerable frame in his large one.

The feeling of his big hard-on was still present but he didn't let me touch it, whispering slowly about how it was for another time. With my trembling body passing through such a feeling. I could only nod. So this is how it felt in real life... Way better than how I'd always feel reading those heated-up, knee-buckling smuts.

Or maybe because it's Mr. Jeon doing things to me.

Mr. Jeon beamed, tracing the purplish marks he left one last time before helping me dress up in such a tender manner that I never wanted that treasurable moment to end.

I felt my heart falling deeper into the pit of flashing stars and pink hearts as we neared my home and even worse, when I saw my family standing just outside the door, looking around and phone stuck on the ear. Then only did I feel the vibration of my mobile which was thankfully on mute until now. I sighed, not wanting to end this dream already and face the ugly reality.

I took a deep breath, changing my fast breathing style but making Mr. Jeon stop at the house before mine, "This is alright, sir." I whispered, shy from even facing the heavenly face of the man and remembering what all we did just moments ago...