Detaching her lips from Jimin’s manhood, Seulgi replaced her mouth with her hand, and resumed jerking off. Her hand would skillfully glide down the shaft then sliding back up to thumb the slit, applying just enough pressure to make Jimin a moaning mess.
Seulgi leaned back to have a better view of Jimin. The corner of her lips lifts up into a smirk as she stared at the younger in awe. So beautiful. So breathtaking. So fuckable. Jimin's head was tilted back, face flushed in beet red, lips slightly agape. Sweat covered Jimin's face as his fringe clamped onto his forehead, making the view for Seulgi a lot more hotter. He was also slightly shaking due to the immense wave of pleasure surrounding his body. He was chanting Seulgi's name, pleading for more.
With half-lidded eyes, Jimin gazed down and watched as Seulgi pleasured him. He can’t take it anymore. As Seulgi fastened her pace, Jimin's orgasm was also fast approaching. He uncontrollably bucked his hips, matching Seulgi's slick maneuvers. Jimin flailed his hands everywhere, the pure bliss completely taking over his senses.
“Ho–fuuck y-yeah! M-m-moooore! Hngfh…aaahh!”
With one last squeeze on the base of Jimin's member, Seulgi retreated her hand back ruthlessly, leaving Jimin into one hella dry orgasm.
Jimin's eyes flew open. “What the actual fuck?!”
A proud smirk hangs on Seulgi's lips as the younger threw her a dirty scowl. Seulgi had a lot in mind to do with her Jiminie and letting the taller come without his dick plunged inside her wasn’t one of them. She’ll make sure Jimin will only come when he’s fully inside her.
Seulgi only faked her drunk state earlier. That’s obviously pure bullcrap, but Jimin's too oblivious to notice that. She had this planned all along – last week, to be exact – with the help of his friends, of course. They were aware of Seulgi's overflowing thirst for Jimin, and they’re honestly kind of sick of watching Seulgi eye-fuck the younger in front of them.
“Well? You can’t be the only one receiving the pleasure, right?” Seulgi shoots a cocky smirk to Jimin, which spreads a warm feeling inside the latter. Jimin found himself mimicking Seulgi's smirk.
Pushing himself up, Jimin's eyes flicked over on Seulgi's crotch.
He was slowly leaning down, still giving Seulgi the most seductive look he could muster, just to tease the other. A smile spread across his face when he heard Seulgi groan in frustration, clearly annoyed with Jimin's shits. She thrusted her hips up, silently begging Jimin to do something now. Seulgi's almost inaudible mewls filled the silent atmosphere of the car.
Seulgi was about to yell at Jimin, but the latter’s hands suddenly flew onto Seulgi's pants. In mere seconds, Jimin had Seulgi's pants unbuckled. Eager to fuck the Jimin, Seulgi yanked down her own pants along with her underwear and shirt quickly, throwing it somewhere in the back seat.
Turning to Jimin, she motioned him to remove his clothes and within a second, Jimin has discarded his pants and boxers, as well as his shirt. With both of them naked, a hotter and more arousing atmosphere falls between them.
“Jimin,” Seulgi breathes, eyes wandering up and down Jimin's body before lingering on his hardened member. It took him everything not to lean down and suck Jimin's dick just because she’s too thirsty for the younger’s mewls and moans (and truth be told Jimin's cock just tastes so good it’s hard to resist).
