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C.SN - As you should 🔞

It has been a week since your rendezvous with San but it's still surprising that Woo had agreed to you three being in a relationship, therefore things have been getting a lot crazier since then.

The ride back home from the library is long and your impatient hands had already started feeling up San's hands and thighs during your not-so-innocent study session. He gives you, a taste of your own medicine as you were dragged into a discreet corner of the place and pinned to the wall, hands held above your head while he savoured your lips.

Your wet clenching core was ignored and it did nothing but made you thirstier for San's touch. You wanted his fingers to feel you and his tongue to run along your dripping core.

Was that so much to ask for?

Well, with San, it was too much to ask for. He does nothing but deny your cries and pleas.

But things take a rather drastic turn when you slip into the front seat of his tesla (which was probably another present, for this spoiled brat). His fingers grazing against your clothed thigh sends tingling sensations across the stretch of skin. Your eyes rise to meet his fiery ones, which glare into your soul; his pink lips swollen from your fanatic earlier.

"So why don't you get a taste of what you're craving?"

His voice drops an octave lower, as if ordering you around.

And there's no way he is joking around right now.

"Is my lovely little kitten scared?"

You nervously gulp at his words.

"On my lap, now?" You hesitantly crawl across your seat and sprawl on his lap. His hard member presses against your stomach as he pulls you closer to his chest.

Thank goodness his widescreen and windows were tinted and didn't showcase your both to the public, which made you wonder if he's had someone else in your place.

Your thoughts are cut off by his hungry lips biting yours, messily kissing your face. You let your hands travel down, sliding under his black shirt and graze against the blazing skin underneath.

Your fingers travel down, palming his rock-hard girth through his leather pants. San escapes a moan as you decide to unbutton his pants and slip your fingers into his boxers, feeling up his heat. He drops his head low as he reclines his seat lower.

"On your knees, kitten. Show me how good you can make me feel~"

You drop low on your knees, avoid hitting the steering wheel and get into a comfortable position between his legs. Your fingers curl around the base of his cock as you give him kitten licks. His groans grow louder, as his fingers fist your hair when you start sucking on his head, swirling your tongue it while lapping the pre-cum.

"I can't believe you managed to hide this away for 3 years."

His fingers lace your hair around them as he pets you.

"Maybe I should bring a collar? You look so fucking pretty on your knees like that and your pretty lips wrapped around my cock~ as you should."