•PAPER RINGS• {NAGI SEISHIRO}

|Chapter Fifteen|

Kiss you once 'cause I know you had a long night
Kiss you twice 'cause it's gonna be alright
Three times 'cause you waited your whole life

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"Get in the car."

Without speaking anything, Y/n hopped in the passenger seat, looking back at him, once settled.

He slide down, and ignited the engine, driving out of the parking lot.

Y/n bit her lips, glancing at him frantically, time by time. Waiting to get his home, possibly...? Her piqued excitement was making it difficult for her to sit, without squirming on her seat.

However, she was dragged out of her trance, when he pulled over on one side of the dark alleyway. Puzzled, she looked back at him, after looking around.

"Why did you stop here?" She asks quietly.

He unbuckles his seatbelt, sharing a cold glance with her, chilling her spine. The gulp of lump roll on the thin and tender skin of her throat. He takes off his blazer, throwing it in the backseat, followed by loosening the top buttons of his shirt, rolling up his sleeves.

His shoulders looked tense and brows furrowed. His veiny arms, flexing the impatience in his body language.

"Come closer." He mutters coherent, gesturing his index finger. Y/n double take before hesitantly undoing her seatbelt as well. She leans in closer to him, when he grabbed her jaw between his forefingers and pulled in a kiss.

Her heart skipped two three beats second by second, while continuing with the heated make out. Her fingers,clenched around his wrist, that held her jaw, with the same intensity.

A hungry, demanding but gentle kiss. Seishiro skillfully parting her lip, he slide his tongue in her moist cavern. Tasting the same strawberry. But she tasted probably, herself strawberry. Her moan, turned his switch on, more enough to the next level.

He can't help but wonder how would she taste, down there.

His hand, slide on her thigh, to her waist and pulled her up on his lap. Without breaking the kiss, effortlessly. Like she weighs to a feather.

He, caressed her back, to her shoulders, to her ass, feeling every bit of her. His fingers gently combed through her hair, tugging her head back, breaking the kiss, trailing with the thin wire of spit connecting their lips. His other hand moved to the stilettos, and tossed them on the back seat as well, coiling her legs around his waist, pulling her further towards him, at almost zero distance between them. Both groaned in escasty.

"I am sorry, if I surprised you. But I don't have patience to go home, and take time to gently caress you, and love you, sweetheart."

She yelps, when he tugs harder on her hair, while his lips, glide down on her throat and stop right over her cleavage. Her back arched on the cold steering wheel, from sensation of his lips on her soft, sensitive skin. "I'd rather like to take you, right here and right now." She shivers, with the hotness, of his breath, brushing on her neck. His possessive grip grows on her ass, pooling the slick heat between her thighs.

Her eyes staring up at the roof of the car, her lips parted, panting heavily. His dominance creating the euphoric breathless symphony of her breath and heartbeat, intensifying her greed.