Diving Into You

Chapter 006

You're in a dream. Exiting the packed train that arrived to bring you to Busan, you turn back one more time in awe.

Your boyfriend is probably waiting for you in his hotel room because it's late...All you know is that he's waiting for you, and you're about to see him again.

When you texted him about the sleeping arrangements earlier, he sent you a reply saying that the members that came on this trip were all rooming together and that he was left with a room to himself. They knew you were coming along and they wanted to be far away from whatever filth the two of you got up to.

Your heart is racing in anticipation, wondering what's in store for you when you meet him. A pearl white limo glides into the parking lot that you're waiting for your ride, and it takes a moment for you to realize it's for you.

You're living the perfect dream.

As the chauffeur opens the door, you stop short.

There he is. The handsome devil who's taken over your dreams.

It takes every ounce of your restraint to not throw yourself into his arms and kiss him dizzy.

The mellow lit interior of the limo, partition pulled up, you feel cocooned in the safe comfort of his presence. His scent fills your lungs, spicy cologne with his perfect unique scent.

"Y/N, you made me wait way too long. Come to me now."

His words rush over you like a waterfall, a warm, calming one—but nothing about your insides is calm.

"So..." You started, looking around the limo. "Is it just you and I here?"

Jeno laughs, his hand finding yours. He entwines his fingers and yours together. " Yeah, just you and me."

You raised an eyebrow. "The guys?"

"They wandered off with the hyungs somewhere." Jeno replied.

"And what's with the limo?" You asked, a slight giggle coming from you. "When did my Jeno become such a romantic grown-up?"

"You don't like this?" Jeno asked, a playful frown on his lips.

You shook your head. "No, I love it."

There's a fire in your belly, a tingling between your legs that's unique to his thoughts and his presence. As you curl into his shoulder, your mouth tilts upward of its own accord. He gives you what you need.

His warm lips take yours with gentle urgency, tasting the contours, taking his time. It's as if he's trying to memorize the contours and the world shuts itself off completely.

The muted buzz of the engine, the moving car, does nothing to distract you as you curl your leg over his thigh. He strokes the bare flesh with a rough hand, his fingers digging into you briefly as he yanks you over him.

You're straddling his thighs, cupping his face, your finger running through his thick hair.

"Baby, I've waited for this. You, riding my cock. Your tits in my face. Your tongue in my mouth. You make me desperate." Jeno muttered against your lips.

"You're such a sex maniac, Lee Jeno."

"And you love it, don't you?"

His words spur the greed to have him. You drag yourself forward on his thighs until your crotch presses against his cock. The thick, engorged shaft is trapped sideways in his tailored pants. You grind over him, gasping against his hungry kiss as you feel the spur of your orgasm building to a swift crescendo.

It's untamable, wild, and by the time he hooks his fingers into the waistband of your panties, you're grating harder on him.

It takes a mere twist of his fingers to rip your panties, and you gasp in a mixture of shock and delight. His hands are swift and skilled as he unbuckles his belt, digging in and pulling out his perfectly thick cock.

Your palm slides over the hot rod that's waiting for your pussy. It's rock hard, for your pussy.

"Just you, baby. Only you can do this to me. Drive me hot and wild. I want my cock in your sweet mouth, then in your pussy, then back in your sweet mouth."

You take his words as a command. Kneeling on the floor between his legs, your lips close hungrily on the capped head of his cock.

The muted light, the silence, the purr of the engine, everything drowned out by the ringing in your ears.

Tasting him, sucking him, your tongue flat against the underside as your head bobs up and down.

Your eyes closed, you revel in the taste of him. When you squeeze the root, a warm bead of precum coats your tongue. You can't help it, you suck harder, wanting more, sucking him wildly. With a growl, he yanks you up and clutches your ass in a fierce grip.

You're about to scream in the madness of the movement. Jeno undoes the buttons on your shirt, freeing your tits to his sight. Your hips hover over his cock and you reach down, grabbing his cock. Holding him up by the root, you rock your hips on it until the head pops into place.

Leaning back, you slam onto him with a cry.

His fingers slip into your mouth and you suck them hard, rocking over him, your breast swaying in his face as you ride him with wild abandon.

Burred lights on the streets, people, the life of the city lives on—oblivious to the madness driving climax between your legs. He's so big, he stretches your pussy perfectly. It's like he's made for you, and you arch your back at an angle that will get his cock deeper...

Slamming onto him grinding, moaning. All the while, he devours your breasts, the warmth of his mouth, the sharp sucks, all sending stabs of desire sharply to your clit.

Your pussy throbs with a pulse of its own, radiating with the tell-tale urgency leading up to orgasm. The friction of his thick cock makes everything oh-so-better. Your pussy lips burn just as you bite his jaw, clutching handfuls of his hair, jerking savagely over him as you let out a crazed scream of pure euphoric gratification.

The warm gush of your orgasm spills onto him, soaking his balls. In some faraway corner of your mind, you realize how brazen and greedy you are. But this is exactly what he is for.

Fucking.

This is what he is to you, and you are to him. His cock is meant to be enjoyed, ridden, sucked, with absolute gluttony.

So, when he peels you off his cock forcefully and shoves you down along the seat, you cry out in protest. But he's got you. His cock shoves straight inside you again.

You scream every time he burrows too deep, his balls slapping wetly. Your palms push against the door to stay in place, his thrusts jerking you inches higher on the seat every single time.

The head of his cock, the pulsating veins throbbing in his shaft, all trapped so deep inside you. Your pussy is hungry for the cum he's about to feed it.. When you get it all, you squeeze your pussy tight on him, milking his cock.

He grunts in pleasure that mimics yours. Hot. With a mind of its own.

For long minutes, his forehand rests on your tit. He's unmoving, his strong shoulders tense as he tries to catch his breath.

His cock grows semi-hard inside you, but you can never have enough. You're rocking your hips, still wanting him, unabatedly craving his touch and his fucking.

Your clit still throbs for more.

When he doesn't give you what you want, you slip your fingers between your legs, stroking yourself, rocking onto his hardening cock as you reach another orgasm.

Holding your legs up and apart, his eyes are blazing hot as he glares at you.

"Come on, baby. Don't hold out on me. Rub your clit for me hard. I love watching you cum."

Biting your lip, you hold his gaze, slipping your fingers up and your slit. Burnishing your clit in quick circles.

It's utter madness of pleasure as he watches you touch yourself. You're hooked.