♡ 13

Warning: 🔞The following chapter contains graphic sexual scenes. Not recommend for anyone under 18. Please be advised.

I expect him to take us to a backroad nobody goes down, like in my webcomic. Instead, Sunghoon pulls into the lookout.

"Sunghoon..."

"What?" He asks as he puts the vehicle in park. "Everyone comes here."

"Teens that have nowhere else to go to makeout. Not adults that could go back to your apartment!"

"My windows are tinted and once I get my mouth on you, they will fog up. Nobody is going to see."

"And the cops? I don't want to go to jail for public indecency!"

"They don't come through here until after curfew." He laughs. "Have you not been here with anyone before?"

"No, of course I haven't."

"Aw, I get to be your first." He smirks as he reclines his seat back and slides into the backseat. I watch him before looking around.

"There are other cars here!"

"That are doing the same thing." He whisper mocks. "They aren't paying attention to you."

"It's just..." I sigh, not knowing how to finish that sentence.

"Listen, if you don't want to, it's fine. We can go back to my apartment, or I can take you back to your dorm if you want." He shrugs, reaching up to run a hand over my hair. "But I will tell you, Heeseung frequents here."

I think about that information for a moment. Why would Heeseung come here? He might not want the girls to know where he lives. But he might like the thrill of being in public. If that's the case, I should get comfortable with it, too, right? I don't want to seem like a prude if I ever did get my chance.

I nod,sliding in between the seats and joining Sunghoon in the backseat. Sunghoon grabs my waist, assisting me. He moves closer to me, leaning over me slightly.

"Are you sure?" He says, glancing at my lips before meeting my eyes again. "We can go back to my place."

"I'm sure." I nod as he smiles, bringing his head down. I turn my head. "Just remember, no kissing on the lips."

"How could I forget?" He asks before placing his lips on my neck, following the muscle down.

"And you can't take off my clothing."

"What?"

"I don't want to be nude if we get caught."

"Fair enough." He nods, but his hand still runs under my shirt, his mouth now sucking at a sensitive spot on my neck, causing me to squirm.

I am laying down in his backseat now, with him basically on top of me, though he is supporting most of his weight of his arm next to me, holding the seat.

"You looked so fucking hot in that swimsuit." He whispers, the hand under my shirt going beneath my bra and massaging my breast softly. "I didn't think I'd be able to control myself."

The moan that comes out of me as he bites down on my neck surprises me. I didn't know compliments from Sunghoon would be a turn on. Then again, when was the last time I got a compliment from him?

As he switches to the other side of my neck, the hand that is beneath my bra slides back down my body and into the waistband of my pants and under my panties. Without thinking, I move my legs apart.

"Sunghoon," I gasp as two fingers slide into me.

"You are already wet." He whispers in my ear as he moves his fingers out slowly and then back in. "Does the thought of being caught like this turn you on, Y/n?"

My hips move up to meet his fingers and turn my head way from him, embarrassed that his words are true. I feel him laugh against my neck.

"My dirty girl." He bites my earlobe before sitting up. "Come here."

I hesitate for a moment. Even though his windows are tinted, I still fear I could be seen. But the way Sunghoon is looking down at me right now, I didn't want to disappoint him. I sit up.

"Get on your knees and face the back of the car." He instructs. "But you're going to have to take off your pants."

"But..."

"You can leave the pretty pink panties." He begins to slide my pants down. "But these will make things difficult."

I pull off my pants, letting them land in his floor board, before putting my knees on his leather seats, facing the back of the vehicle.

I glance over my shoulder to see Sunghoon reaching toward the front of the car and getting a condom from his glove compartment. How often does he do this?

"Ready?" He asks, now by my ear. I nod.

Sunghoon moves my panties to the side before thrusting into me. I cry out, gripping the seat, digging my nails in as the pain starts.

"Shit, I am sorry." He kisses the back of my neck, stroking my hair. "I am sorry, it was an involuntary response. Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." I tell him, nodding, as the pain begins to subside. He waits a moment, giving me time to adjust. "Sunghoon, I need you to move now."

He begins to move, slow at first, but eventually faster and finds a rhythm. My head falls back against him as he wraps his arm around my waist.

"So fucking sexy." He says again, kissing my neck. He stops, pulling himself out of me and I whine, looking at him as he sits in the seat. What is happening? "I want you to ride me, Peaches."

Normally I would be nervous and question this, but I needed him back inside me too badly right now to say anything. I nod, moving closer to him, his hands finding my waist as I put a leg over him. I lower myself onto him as he assists in guiding.

I use his shoulders for leverage as I begin to move, throwing my head back as the pleasure fills me again, my eyes closing.

"Look at me, Y/n." He tells me, picking up the pace. As I look back at him, one of his hands leave my hip, his thumb finding my clit and making circles.

"Sunghoon!" I cry out, leaning forward slightly, my fingers digging into his shoulder trying to relieve some of the pressure building.

He applies more pressure, his eyes dropping to my lips again. I am not sure why that sends me over the edge but it does. I cry out his name again, resting my forehead on his shoulder as he takes over the movements completely.

"Good job." He whispers, running a hand over my hair before finding his own release.

After we are done and Sunghoon has disposed of the condom in a bag and he is back in the driver's seat, I cannot look at him.

"It is kind of late." He says, his hand on my leg again squeezing. "Do you want to come back to my place? I don't want you to get in trouble with your dorm."

I open my mouth to tell him no, because my head is spinning, but he is right. My dorm has a curfew on weeknights and I didn't want to have to deal with my RA.

"Okay." I nod, but do not look at him.