Feeling wet kisses on my neck and gentle hands caressing my waist from inside of the clothes...
Even with my eyes closed, I know whose lips is that. I know whose hand is that. And I know whose heavy breathing and lewd moans is that.
I'm so fuccing curious as to why this man couldn't get enough of me.
"Are we home?" I asked, my eyes still closed.
"Hm-mm. Home." He murmured on my ears and licked it. I heard the seatbelt clicked.
"Why didn't you wake me up?" I asked slightly annoyed because my back is hurting now. I wanted to sleep on our bed...
I opened my eyes and saw Vegas snickering at me, his eyes full of lust again. When will I ever get a fucking rest?!
"And didn't I woke you up with my kisses?" Vegas asked playfully with his eyebrow lifted in question. His hand now travelling on my fully erected
cock. Don't ask me why, it's not like Vegas's the only simp here. He's thinking and saying that I'm good looking when he's looking like that. Like a fuccing god.
"But that's not what I mean." I tried to reason out.
"You just told me to wake you up. You didn't specify the means on how to wake you up." Vegas smart talked and gave me a smirk.
I sighed in defeat and gave him a peck.
As usual we started kissing again with fucking as our goal. 7 years being together and my care to wherever we do it vanished. All we just want is to answer our libido when it comes even on the wrong time. And no one, no one, could stop us.
But this kid.
"PA PETE! PA GUS! COME OUT!" We heard a cute little voice shouting at the top of his lungs with his little fist thumping hard on the car door.
Vegas cursed inaudibly but get out on top of me and the both of us laughed.
I rolled the windows down and there, our baby is looking sad with his monolid eyes, red from crying.
"What's the matter, baby? Why are you crying?" Vegas asked his son as he went out of the car in a hurry.
I also get out of the car and felt really touched with what I'm seeing.
7 years ago, Vegas didn't really fully like the idea of us having a kid. But look at him now, being the best dad he could ever be, just for Venice.
Venice hugged Vegas tight and cried on his shoulders. Vegas looked at me with worried eyes and I couldn't help but giggled.
"Shhh. Venice, tell me. What happened?" Vegas lulled Venice.
"*Hic* Uncle Hase! Uncle Hase, huhu" Venice started and cried loudly again.
"That German brat." Vegas muttered in anger and carried Venice inside.
Sighs... They're gonna fight again.
"German! Where are you?!" Vegas shouted and the bodyguards looked at him in fear. I gestured to them that it was okay and the way they all sighed simultaneously really made me chuckle. Why are the people in this house so freaking cute.
"I'm here you filthy Theerepanyakul! What do you want?!" Hase shouted back.
We went to the pool area and there we saw Hase together with his kids.
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Twin's Desire
FanfictionPete Pongsakorn Saengtham, a 21 year old mafia head bodyguard of the main family has been minding his own business, training so hard to become the most capable bodyguard of the main family when suddenly his world was shaken by the minor family's twi...
