Beautiful Asshole (chapter 4)
Title: Beautiful asshole
Author: Matsuaurore
Pairings: Sakumoto
Genre: Au, comedy, romance, m-preg and a bit of angst and smut xD
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: If I could own them, my life would be perfect xD
Summary: Jun Matsumoto is a beautiful and clever assistant. His career is reaching the top and he will soon become a CEO but the only problem is his boss, Sho Sakurai. As handsome and attractive as a Top model but also a beautiful asshole. How Jun will reach his dream while ignoring his lust for his boss?
A/N: A big kiss for my BabySho for helping me with my baka mistakes <3
Chapter 4:
Jun's pov:
One sheep. Two sheep's. Three sheep's..... One thousand sheep's. I rolled to my side, the muscles of my body aching and proving well why I was unable to sleep.
I want you to watch. And tomorrow, when you're sore, I want you to remember who did it to you.
He wasn't kidding.
Closing my eyes, I remembered his long graceful fingers on my skin, his thumbs brushing my nipples, his member moving inside me. Damn it. I let out a loud sigh and kicked my pillow on my face. I had to stop these thoughts and even to stop this thing between us.
I remembered when my mother died in this accident and I joined the company to work for Shun seven years ago. He had taken me under his wing, like a father and had taught me everything I know today. I had panicked when he told me I would work for his oldest son who was coming back to Japan after working in France as a marketing executive for L'Oréal. I had also worked with Shu and he had warned me about his brother's behavior. "He has a tendency to be a bit stiff and anal retentive at times but don't worry, Jun. You can handle him and his bark. You will form a great team. How could he not love you?"
When I think about these words, I almost burst into laugh. Will love me, ne. All he loved was my ass, yes. And only God knows why I had developed a bit of a crush on Sho Sakurai when I saw his picture on Internet.
The day when he arrived, I was talking with Kazu in my office. We were laughing and talking about a movie when he stiffened but I didn't notice and kept talking and giggling until a groan cut me. I turned around and gasped when my face almost bumped into a bulge. Raising my eyes, I blushed deeply, seeing my new boss in front of me. And he didn't look amused at all.
"Sakurai-san. I'm sorry." I bowed.
"It's a pleasure to finally meet you. I'm Ninomiya Kazunari, Shu's assistant." Nino stood up and extended his hand in an attempt to smooth the atmosphere. My new boss simply glanced at his hand and raised an eyebrow.
"Don't you mean 'Sakurai-san'?"
Nino's hand slowly fell as he watched him, obviously flustered.
"Well, we are fairly casual around here. We're all on firt-name basis. This is your assistant, Jun."
He nodded to me. "Matsumoto-san. You will refer to me as Sakurai-san and I expect you in my office in five minutes." His voice was serious and cold when he spoke before he nodded to Nino. "Ninomiya-san." He turned on his heel toward his new office and slammed the door behind him.
"What an asshole." Nino mumbled.
"A beautiful asshole." I replied.
Hoping to smooth things over, I stood up and joined him with a cup of coffee. I knocked and entered when I heard a "come in." I curled my lips into a friendly smile to make a better impression and closed the door behind me. He was talking on the phone, taping furiously on the IPad in front of him. My breath caught when I heard his deep voice speaking in flawless French.
"Exactement. Je n'ai nul besoin de plus, suivez simplement mes intructions et le dossier sera bouclé. Merci, Alexandre."
He ended up the call but never lifted his eyes from his papers to greet me.
"In the future, Matsumoto-san, you will keep all workplace-related conversations outside of the office. We're paying you to work not gossip. Do I make myself clear?"
I stood speechless for a moment until he lifted his eyes to meet mine.
"Very clear, sir." I said as I walked around to set his coffee in front of him. But as I was about to reach his desk, I slipped and lunged forward. I heard a loud "Shit!" escape his lips, the coffee spread on his pants.
"Oh my God, I'm so sorry, Sakurai-san!"
I rushed over to the sink in his bathroom to grab a towel and ran back, falling to my knees in front of him to wipe off the stain, rubbing furiously the towel against his crotch. I blushed as I caught a glimpse of the very noticeable bulge in the front of his pants.
"You may go now, Matsumoto."
I nodded, almost running away from the office, mortified that I'd made such a horrible first impression.
Thankfully, I proved my skills pretty quickly after that and became his Right hand in a record.
****
After what happened yesterday, I was anxious to meet him again. I had to contain the blush that spread on my face whenever I thought about him fucking me. I had to resist him now. I had to stop these fucking nonsense between us. I entered his office and put all my complete fills on his desk, explaining what was done and what needed to be done after.
"Matsumoto-san."
I turned around to look at him. He had acted as if nothing happened between us and strangely, I felt disappointed. He didn't look at me but I felt as if he was nervous. Weird.
"My mother has asked me to extend an invitation to you for dinner next week."
"Oh." Unexpected.
"She has someone she would like you to meet."
"Your mother is trying to set me up?" I frowned.
"So it seems." He answered coldly.
"Why?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.
"How the hell would I know? It's not like we sit around discussing you." He growled. "Maybe she's worried that with that sparkling personality of yours, you'll end up and old spinster wearing bathrobes and living in a house full of cats."
Leaning forward with my palms on his desk, I glared at him. "Well, maybe she should be more worried that her son will turn into a dirty old man who spends his time stalking boys everywhere."
Jumping out of his chair, he leaned toward me, his face furious. "You know, you are the most..." He was cut off as the phone rang. We stared fiercely at each other from across the desk, both of us breathing heavily. For a moment, I thought he would throw me across the desk. For another moment, I wanted him to. Still glaring at me, he reached for his phone.
"Yes. Ah, Tachibana-san. I just have a minute."
I smirked when an idea popped in my head. I walked toward him as he had sat in his seat and sat on his desk right in front of him. My boss arched an eyebrow and bit his lip when I took his pen to bite it with innocent eyes. Then, my hand traveled toward my lower part and I started to stroke myself. His eyes bulged and he tried to keep his voice normal while talking. I thought about all the things he had done to me, moaning softly as I was hardening.
"That's fine, Tachibana-san. We can handle that timeline."
I smirked when I saw him looking at me hungrily as I kept stroking myself. I moaned again when I came while watching him. His call ended and Sakurai gripped the arms of his sitting chair.
"What are you doing to me?" He asked quietly.
"I'm pretty sure I just did that to myself." I grinned.
"Indeed." His brow lifted.
"If that will be all, Sakurai-san, I'll get back to work."
****
Sakurai sent me a message to inform me he would wait for me in the parking garage to head downtown.
The limo was waiting right outside and as I made my way to it, our driver smiled widely to me and opened the door.
"Hey Jun-kun, how's work?"
"Busy, fun, never-ending. How's school?" I smiled back. Osamu was my favorite driver and although he had a tendency to be a bit of a flirt, he always made me smile.
"If I could drop physics and still graduate with a degree in biology, I would. Too bad you aren't a scientist or you could tutor me." He winked.
"If you two are finished, we actually have somewhere important to be. Maybe you can flirt with Matsumoto on your own time." Sakurai glared at the two of us as he retreated back into the car. I grinned and rolled my eyes at Mukai before stepping inside. Sakurai looked sexier than hell. His hair was its usual perfect mess and this white shirt fit his perfect body very well. When he looked up, the smirk on his face let me know I had been caught ogling him.
"See something you like?" He asked.
"Not back here." I replied with a smirk of my own. And just because I knew it would get to him, I took off my jacket, showing my shirt that was unbuttoned on the top, letting an obvious view of the beginning of my chest. Maybe he needed to remember who could win at this game. The scowl was back in an instant. Mission accomplished.
The 20 minutes drive were spent trading dirty looks across the car while I tried to pretend I wasn't fantasizing about having his pretty head between my legs. Needless to say, by the time we got at the office, I was in a bad mood.
The day passed quickly and I did all my work carefully before the beginning of my week-end. As I was about to leave, Sakurai set an envelope on my desk. What the hell was this? Opening it, I saw several paperwork for a private credit account at J&S, the store where I bought all my underwear's and clothes with Sakurai Sho as the account holder.
He opened a credit account for me?
"What the hell is this?" I said, seething. "You got me a line of credit?"
"I made a phone call and arranged for you to purchase whatever you need there. Of course, there's no limit on the account." He stated flatly. This is why he was such a master at what he did. He had an uncanny ability to regain control of any situation. But did he honestly think he could control me?
"So, to be clear, you arranged to buy me underwear's."
"Well, just to replace the ones I stole you. If you don't want it, don't fucking use it." He hissed before turning to leave again.
"You son of a bitch!" I moved to stand in front of him, scratching the papers in my hands. "Do you think it's funny? Do you think I'm some plaything you can just dress up for your amusement?"
"Oh yes. I find it absolutely hilarious." He scoffed.
"Take this and stick it up your ass." I shoved the papers into his chest. "I'm not your fucking whore, bastard!" I added before leaving angrily.
I knew he hadn't meant to insult me or I hoped so. But this? This was exactly why you don't fuck with your boss.
"Matsumoto-san!" He shouted but I ignored him and stepped into the elevator. The door closed right in his face and smiled. Really mature, Jun. I reached the garage, almost running to leave this hell when I heard his angry voice. "Christ! Will you fucking wait?!" He shouted.
"What the hell do you want, Sakurai?"
"God, can you take it out of bitch mode for two seconds and listen to me?"
"Do you think I'm some kind of whore?" I spun around to face him.
A hundred different emotions flashed across his face. Anger, shock, confusion, hatred.
"Jesus, you think I see you as a whore? No! It was just in case..." He stopped, trying to calm down. The rage was cursing through me so strongly that before I could stop myself, I stepped forward and slapped him hard across the face.
"You may be my boss but you don't get to decide how this works."
"You know." He began with a dark stare. "I didn't hear you complaining."
Oh, that smooth fucker.
"Against the window, in the elevator and stairwell. In the dressing room while you watched me fuck you."
My chest was heaving. I could feel his warm breath against my hair. All I had to do was look up and our mouths would meet.
"Well, I'm over it."
"Of course you are." He whispered, moving closer, his erection pressing against my leg. He braced his hands against the car, trapping me. "Completely over it."
"Except...maybe..." I said.
"Maybe just one more time?" His lips barely brushed mine.
It was too gentle, too real. Turning my face up, I whispered against his mouth. "I don't want to want this. It's not good for me."
He took my lower lip roughly between his and pulled me to him. Growling in my mouth, he deepened the kiss and pushed me forcefully against the car. I gasped as he grinded his cock against mine.
"God." I moaned, wrapping my leg around him and digging my heel into his thigh.
"I know." He exhaled heavily in my mouth. "Get in the fucking car." He said, his voice rumbling deep in his throat as he yanked the door open. I glared at him. What should I do? "Now." I wrapped his tie around my wrist, pulling him into the backseat. Our lips searched, our kisses grew long and deep. I pulled his shirt from his pants and explored the smooth skin over his ribs, the sharp definition of muscle at his hips. Wanting to tease him, I ran my fingers across his belt and to the hard shape of him beneath his pants. He groaned in my mouth.
"You don't know what you're doing to me."
"Tell me." I whispered back. "Tell me and I'll give you what you want." He moaned and bit his lip, his forehead pressed against mine as he shivered.
"I want you to fuck me."
I pulled my leg forward and pushed him back and off me. I straddled his lap, lowering his pants to discover a very big hard length. The tip of his cock grazed my entrance and I closed my eyes, slowly sliding down over him. Lifting my hips, I began to ride him, moaning as his fingers were sinking in my hips. I gripped his hair tightly, pushing his face against my neck.
"Bite me." I whispered. He bit my skin, making me cry out in pleasure.
"Do you like my teeth? Do you fantasize about where else I could bite you?" He asked, his breath short and jagged.
"You just don't know when to shut your mouth, do you?"
He lifted me off and roughly threw me down onto the seat to thrust back into me. He picked up one of my legs and placed it over his shoulder, forcing his cock deeper inside me.
"Oh God, yes!"
"Yeah? Is it how you like it?" He asked, moving hard.
"No." I lifted my hips off the seat to meet each motion of his hips. "I like it harder."
"Fuck." He murmured, leaving wet kisses up and down my leg. "Oh God, I just can't stop..." He panted. I slipped my legs off his shoulders, pulling all of his weight on top of me and pleading.
"Please, please, please..."
"Take fucking anything." He growled in reply, thrusting harder and biting my lip. I screamed as I came, my nails digging into his back. He swore and with one last powerful thrust, tensed above me. Exhausted and shaking, he collapsed with his face against my neck. I ran my fingers through his hair while he was kissing me almost lovingly before he sat to dress up.
"I assume you'll ignore the account. I realize this can't happen again." He said, startling me from my own thoughts. "Say something so I know you've heard me."
"Tell your mother I'll be there for dinner, Sakurai-san. And get the hell out of my car." I snapped, turning my head to hide the tear rolling down my cheek.
What was happening to me?
To be continued...
A/N: Sorry, I was sure the dinner part was in this chapter but no xD in the next one xD
Things are turning bad between Jun and Sho. They fuck but Jun seems to want more and is scared to suffer if he keeps fucking with Sho who is a bit mysterious when it comes to his feelings xD the next chapter will mark a big change in their relationship *Does it mean there will have a confession?* Nahhhhh xD but Jun will make things clear and will impose a dead line to Sho who will maybe have to take some decisions xD I stop the spoil here before revealing too much xD see you next week and comments are always <3
Author: Matsuaurore
Pairings: Sakumoto
Genre: Au, comedy, romance, m-preg and a bit of angst and smut xD
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: If I could own them, my life would be perfect xD
Summary: Jun Matsumoto is a beautiful and clever assistant. His career is reaching the top and he will soon become a CEO but the only problem is his boss, Sho Sakurai. As handsome and attractive as a Top model but also a beautiful asshole. How Jun will reach his dream while ignoring his lust for his boss?
A/N: A big kiss for my BabySho for helping me with my baka mistakes <3
Chapter 4:
Jun's pov:
One sheep. Two sheep's. Three sheep's..... One thousand sheep's. I rolled to my side, the muscles of my body aching and proving well why I was unable to sleep.
I want you to watch. And tomorrow, when you're sore, I want you to remember who did it to you.
He wasn't kidding.
Closing my eyes, I remembered his long graceful fingers on my skin, his thumbs brushing my nipples, his member moving inside me. Damn it. I let out a loud sigh and kicked my pillow on my face. I had to stop these thoughts and even to stop this thing between us.
I remembered when my mother died in this accident and I joined the company to work for Shun seven years ago. He had taken me under his wing, like a father and had taught me everything I know today. I had panicked when he told me I would work for his oldest son who was coming back to Japan after working in France as a marketing executive for L'Oréal. I had also worked with Shu and he had warned me about his brother's behavior. "He has a tendency to be a bit stiff and anal retentive at times but don't worry, Jun. You can handle him and his bark. You will form a great team. How could he not love you?"
When I think about these words, I almost burst into laugh. Will love me, ne. All he loved was my ass, yes. And only God knows why I had developed a bit of a crush on Sho Sakurai when I saw his picture on Internet.
The day when he arrived, I was talking with Kazu in my office. We were laughing and talking about a movie when he stiffened but I didn't notice and kept talking and giggling until a groan cut me. I turned around and gasped when my face almost bumped into a bulge. Raising my eyes, I blushed deeply, seeing my new boss in front of me. And he didn't look amused at all.
"Sakurai-san. I'm sorry." I bowed.
"It's a pleasure to finally meet you. I'm Ninomiya Kazunari, Shu's assistant." Nino stood up and extended his hand in an attempt to smooth the atmosphere. My new boss simply glanced at his hand and raised an eyebrow.
"Don't you mean 'Sakurai-san'?"
Nino's hand slowly fell as he watched him, obviously flustered.
"Well, we are fairly casual around here. We're all on firt-name basis. This is your assistant, Jun."
He nodded to me. "Matsumoto-san. You will refer to me as Sakurai-san and I expect you in my office in five minutes." His voice was serious and cold when he spoke before he nodded to Nino. "Ninomiya-san." He turned on his heel toward his new office and slammed the door behind him.
"What an asshole." Nino mumbled.
"A beautiful asshole." I replied.
Hoping to smooth things over, I stood up and joined him with a cup of coffee. I knocked and entered when I heard a "come in." I curled my lips into a friendly smile to make a better impression and closed the door behind me. He was talking on the phone, taping furiously on the IPad in front of him. My breath caught when I heard his deep voice speaking in flawless French.
"Exactement. Je n'ai nul besoin de plus, suivez simplement mes intructions et le dossier sera bouclé. Merci, Alexandre."
He ended up the call but never lifted his eyes from his papers to greet me.
"In the future, Matsumoto-san, you will keep all workplace-related conversations outside of the office. We're paying you to work not gossip. Do I make myself clear?"
I stood speechless for a moment until he lifted his eyes to meet mine.
"Very clear, sir." I said as I walked around to set his coffee in front of him. But as I was about to reach his desk, I slipped and lunged forward. I heard a loud "Shit!" escape his lips, the coffee spread on his pants.
"Oh my God, I'm so sorry, Sakurai-san!"
I rushed over to the sink in his bathroom to grab a towel and ran back, falling to my knees in front of him to wipe off the stain, rubbing furiously the towel against his crotch. I blushed as I caught a glimpse of the very noticeable bulge in the front of his pants.
"You may go now, Matsumoto."
I nodded, almost running away from the office, mortified that I'd made such a horrible first impression.
Thankfully, I proved my skills pretty quickly after that and became his Right hand in a record.
****
After what happened yesterday, I was anxious to meet him again. I had to contain the blush that spread on my face whenever I thought about him fucking me. I had to resist him now. I had to stop these fucking nonsense between us. I entered his office and put all my complete fills on his desk, explaining what was done and what needed to be done after.
"Matsumoto-san."
I turned around to look at him. He had acted as if nothing happened between us and strangely, I felt disappointed. He didn't look at me but I felt as if he was nervous. Weird.
"My mother has asked me to extend an invitation to you for dinner next week."
"Oh." Unexpected.
"She has someone she would like you to meet."
"Your mother is trying to set me up?" I frowned.
"So it seems." He answered coldly.
"Why?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.
"How the hell would I know? It's not like we sit around discussing you." He growled. "Maybe she's worried that with that sparkling personality of yours, you'll end up and old spinster wearing bathrobes and living in a house full of cats."
Leaning forward with my palms on his desk, I glared at him. "Well, maybe she should be more worried that her son will turn into a dirty old man who spends his time stalking boys everywhere."
Jumping out of his chair, he leaned toward me, his face furious. "You know, you are the most..." He was cut off as the phone rang. We stared fiercely at each other from across the desk, both of us breathing heavily. For a moment, I thought he would throw me across the desk. For another moment, I wanted him to. Still glaring at me, he reached for his phone.
"Yes. Ah, Tachibana-san. I just have a minute."
I smirked when an idea popped in my head. I walked toward him as he had sat in his seat and sat on his desk right in front of him. My boss arched an eyebrow and bit his lip when I took his pen to bite it with innocent eyes. Then, my hand traveled toward my lower part and I started to stroke myself. His eyes bulged and he tried to keep his voice normal while talking. I thought about all the things he had done to me, moaning softly as I was hardening.
"That's fine, Tachibana-san. We can handle that timeline."
I smirked when I saw him looking at me hungrily as I kept stroking myself. I moaned again when I came while watching him. His call ended and Sakurai gripped the arms of his sitting chair.
"What are you doing to me?" He asked quietly.
"I'm pretty sure I just did that to myself." I grinned.
"Indeed." His brow lifted.
"If that will be all, Sakurai-san, I'll get back to work."
****
Sakurai sent me a message to inform me he would wait for me in the parking garage to head downtown.
The limo was waiting right outside and as I made my way to it, our driver smiled widely to me and opened the door.
"Hey Jun-kun, how's work?"
"Busy, fun, never-ending. How's school?" I smiled back. Osamu was my favorite driver and although he had a tendency to be a bit of a flirt, he always made me smile.
"If I could drop physics and still graduate with a degree in biology, I would. Too bad you aren't a scientist or you could tutor me." He winked.
"If you two are finished, we actually have somewhere important to be. Maybe you can flirt with Matsumoto on your own time." Sakurai glared at the two of us as he retreated back into the car. I grinned and rolled my eyes at Mukai before stepping inside. Sakurai looked sexier than hell. His hair was its usual perfect mess and this white shirt fit his perfect body very well. When he looked up, the smirk on his face let me know I had been caught ogling him.
"See something you like?" He asked.
"Not back here." I replied with a smirk of my own. And just because I knew it would get to him, I took off my jacket, showing my shirt that was unbuttoned on the top, letting an obvious view of the beginning of my chest. Maybe he needed to remember who could win at this game. The scowl was back in an instant. Mission accomplished.
The 20 minutes drive were spent trading dirty looks across the car while I tried to pretend I wasn't fantasizing about having his pretty head between my legs. Needless to say, by the time we got at the office, I was in a bad mood.
The day passed quickly and I did all my work carefully before the beginning of my week-end. As I was about to leave, Sakurai set an envelope on my desk. What the hell was this? Opening it, I saw several paperwork for a private credit account at J&S, the store where I bought all my underwear's and clothes with Sakurai Sho as the account holder.
He opened a credit account for me?
"What the hell is this?" I said, seething. "You got me a line of credit?"
"I made a phone call and arranged for you to purchase whatever you need there. Of course, there's no limit on the account." He stated flatly. This is why he was such a master at what he did. He had an uncanny ability to regain control of any situation. But did he honestly think he could control me?
"So, to be clear, you arranged to buy me underwear's."
"Well, just to replace the ones I stole you. If you don't want it, don't fucking use it." He hissed before turning to leave again.
"You son of a bitch!" I moved to stand in front of him, scratching the papers in my hands. "Do you think it's funny? Do you think I'm some plaything you can just dress up for your amusement?"
"Oh yes. I find it absolutely hilarious." He scoffed.
"Take this and stick it up your ass." I shoved the papers into his chest. "I'm not your fucking whore, bastard!" I added before leaving angrily.
I knew he hadn't meant to insult me or I hoped so. But this? This was exactly why you don't fuck with your boss.
"Matsumoto-san!" He shouted but I ignored him and stepped into the elevator. The door closed right in his face and smiled. Really mature, Jun. I reached the garage, almost running to leave this hell when I heard his angry voice. "Christ! Will you fucking wait?!" He shouted.
"What the hell do you want, Sakurai?"
"God, can you take it out of bitch mode for two seconds and listen to me?"
"Do you think I'm some kind of whore?" I spun around to face him.
A hundred different emotions flashed across his face. Anger, shock, confusion, hatred.
"Jesus, you think I see you as a whore? No! It was just in case..." He stopped, trying to calm down. The rage was cursing through me so strongly that before I could stop myself, I stepped forward and slapped him hard across the face.
"You may be my boss but you don't get to decide how this works."
"You know." He began with a dark stare. "I didn't hear you complaining."
Oh, that smooth fucker.
"Against the window, in the elevator and stairwell. In the dressing room while you watched me fuck you."
My chest was heaving. I could feel his warm breath against my hair. All I had to do was look up and our mouths would meet.
"Well, I'm over it."
"Of course you are." He whispered, moving closer, his erection pressing against my leg. He braced his hands against the car, trapping me. "Completely over it."
"Except...maybe..." I said.
"Maybe just one more time?" His lips barely brushed mine.
It was too gentle, too real. Turning my face up, I whispered against his mouth. "I don't want to want this. It's not good for me."
He took my lower lip roughly between his and pulled me to him. Growling in my mouth, he deepened the kiss and pushed me forcefully against the car. I gasped as he grinded his cock against mine.
"God." I moaned, wrapping my leg around him and digging my heel into his thigh.
"I know." He exhaled heavily in my mouth. "Get in the fucking car." He said, his voice rumbling deep in his throat as he yanked the door open. I glared at him. What should I do? "Now." I wrapped his tie around my wrist, pulling him into the backseat. Our lips searched, our kisses grew long and deep. I pulled his shirt from his pants and explored the smooth skin over his ribs, the sharp definition of muscle at his hips. Wanting to tease him, I ran my fingers across his belt and to the hard shape of him beneath his pants. He groaned in my mouth.
"You don't know what you're doing to me."
"Tell me." I whispered back. "Tell me and I'll give you what you want." He moaned and bit his lip, his forehead pressed against mine as he shivered.
"I want you to fuck me."
I pulled my leg forward and pushed him back and off me. I straddled his lap, lowering his pants to discover a very big hard length. The tip of his cock grazed my entrance and I closed my eyes, slowly sliding down over him. Lifting my hips, I began to ride him, moaning as his fingers were sinking in my hips. I gripped his hair tightly, pushing his face against my neck.
"Bite me." I whispered. He bit my skin, making me cry out in pleasure.
"Do you like my teeth? Do you fantasize about where else I could bite you?" He asked, his breath short and jagged.
"You just don't know when to shut your mouth, do you?"
He lifted me off and roughly threw me down onto the seat to thrust back into me. He picked up one of my legs and placed it over his shoulder, forcing his cock deeper inside me.
"Oh God, yes!"
"Yeah? Is it how you like it?" He asked, moving hard.
"No." I lifted my hips off the seat to meet each motion of his hips. "I like it harder."
"Fuck." He murmured, leaving wet kisses up and down my leg. "Oh God, I just can't stop..." He panted. I slipped my legs off his shoulders, pulling all of his weight on top of me and pleading.
"Please, please, please..."
"Take fucking anything." He growled in reply, thrusting harder and biting my lip. I screamed as I came, my nails digging into his back. He swore and with one last powerful thrust, tensed above me. Exhausted and shaking, he collapsed with his face against my neck. I ran my fingers through his hair while he was kissing me almost lovingly before he sat to dress up.
"I assume you'll ignore the account. I realize this can't happen again." He said, startling me from my own thoughts. "Say something so I know you've heard me."
"Tell your mother I'll be there for dinner, Sakurai-san. And get the hell out of my car." I snapped, turning my head to hide the tear rolling down my cheek.
What was happening to me?
To be continued...
A/N: Sorry, I was sure the dinner part was in this chapter but no xD in the next one xD
Things are turning bad between Jun and Sho. They fuck but Jun seems to want more and is scared to suffer if he keeps fucking with Sho who is a bit mysterious when it comes to his feelings xD the next chapter will mark a big change in their relationship *Does it mean there will have a confession?* Nahhhhh xD but Jun will make things clear and will impose a dead line to Sho who will maybe have to take some decisions xD I stop the spoil here before revealing too much xD see you next week and comments are always <3