𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐔 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂 BOOK 2: HOLY TRINITY SERIES. When I move into the world it feels like a moral fall, like seeking love in a whorehouse. ❝You'll be the ruin of me, won't you?❞ ❝Yes, does that scare you?❞
In which y/n who work...
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TW: SMUT
(GOOD WAY TO END THIS BOOK :3)
Rindou parked his car in the VIP basement parking.
The surroundings were dark and secluded.
He cut the engine and smiled over to you before gripping at your waist and lifting you off from the passenger seat, guiding you down to sit on his lap.
You tried your best to not get stabbed with your stiletto heels as you folded your legs on each side of his muscular legs.
The steering wheel braced from behind you, as your hands gripped at Rindou's taut shoulder.
You had to lean forward closer to him, as the roof of the car kept touching at your head, breaths turned warmer as the lack of space and the compactness of it had you pressed unto him more.
His tux beneath your fingers was silky and smooth.
His hand found the lever on his car seat before leaning it back to give you more space in the driver seat. And he awed the view of you on top of him.
His lips latched on yours fervently, the dress you were wearing was silky, the slit from the thighs had given you more access to spread your legs as it caged his strong hips. The dress is worth more than the high end luxury bag he'd spoil you every month.
"We have to hurry, they'll be waiting for us." You chuckled through his torrid kiss.
His hands caressed down your spine that was exposed for him by the backless dress. His wedding ring cold and biting on the skin- before clutching at your ass, guiding it to press down harder on his bulging front and circling your hips on his hard-on, making the moans you expressed left for him to swallow down his throat.
You kissed him through your smirks.
Your hands found themselves between your bodies, unlatching his belt and you removed them along with the drag of his zipper, while he continued leaving kisses on your jugular, stopping himself to give you an evident hickey.
He kissed where the parts he knew would make you weak, and your toes curled.
His hands clutched every crevasses of your body, loved how soft you were on the pads of his fingers.
He was about to slip off one strap from your shoulders but you broke the kiss.
"Don't ruin the dress, Mr. Haitani.." You reprimanded him, cutting him off as your breath fanned him.
It's not like you loved the dress that it had gained importantance to you, it's just that you want to look decent when you arrive at Ran's dinner invitation with his friends.
You were nervous Rindou would lose control again and ripped it off of you and you both have to make another excuse not to go.
Rindou leaned his head back on the car seat looking up to you with his panty dropping smirk, tongue pressed on the side of his inner cheek stopping himself from grinning ear to ear how sexy you sounded at scolding him.
