NOTAKING
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Chapter 70
🕑 Added 2025-03-15 18:40:58 +0000 UTCShe didn’t stop there. Rising onto her knees, she lifted her skirt and straddled Travis, her eyes burning with anticipation. His lips curled into a satisfied smile as he leaned back, cracking open the car window to let the cool night air in.
The gentle breeze swept over their heated bodies, offering a stark contrast to the warmth building between them. Wanting to see every inch of her beauty, he turned on the flash of his phone, letting the soft glow illuminate her flawless skin.
The light cast a golden sheen on Na-Yeon’s curves, highlighting the beads of sweat forming along her collarbone. Her deep brown eyes met his, filled with longing and an unmistakable hunger. Slowly, she lifted herself and hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her skirt, peeling it off and tossing it aside. Now half-naked, only her shirt remained, clinging tightly to her perky, erect breasts.
She reached down, her fingers wrapping around his thick shaft, feeling its heat and the way it twitched in her grasp. Before guiding it inside, she grabbed his face, crashing her lips onto his. Their mouths moved in sync, tongues entwining in a feverish dance. The passion between them was overwhelming, a perfect mix of tenderness and raw, unfiltered desire.
Na-Yeon’s mind was a whirlwind of emotions—excitement, nervousness, and an aching need to take him in completely. Breaking the kiss, she pressed her forehead against his, panting softly.
Her other hand worked between them, angling his cock against her dripping entrance. With a slow, deliberate motion, she sank down, inch by inch, until she was completely impaled on his thick length.
A deep, guttural moan escaped her lips as she clung to his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin. The initial stretch was overwhelming, sending waves of pleasure rippling through her body. She buried her face into the crook of his neck, breathing heavily against his skin, adjusting to the sensation of being filled so completely.
'Alright, I think I’m getting used to this. Let’s move and see,' she thought, her heart pounding in her chest.
Summoning her strength, she slowly lifted her hips, feeling every inch of him glide against her slick walls. The delicious friction sent shivers down her spine, and she bit her lip, struggling to hold back the moans threatening to escape. Her body trembled as she lowered herself again, the sensation of his cock stretching her open making her pulse race.
She thought she had adjusted, thought she could handle it—but his size was still too much. Yet, instead of seeing it as a problem, it only fueled her excitement further. The challenge thrilled her, igniting an even deeper need inside her. With newfound determination, she rolled her hips, finding a slow, intoxicating rhythm that had both of them gasping for air.
With abandon, Na-Yeon surrendered herself to the rhythm of ecstasy, her body moving with a primal, insatiable hunger. Every roll of her hips sent waves of pleasure rippling through her, the intoxicating friction driving her higher and higher. Adrenaline surged through her veins, electrifying every nerve ending as her breaths turned into ragged gasps. Her nails dug into Travis’s shoulders, her grip tightening with each thrust, anchoring herself to the overwhelming pleasure consuming her.
THWAP THWAP THWAP
The wet, rhythmic sound filled the air, mixing with the symphony of their heavy breathing and the occasional desperate moan. Travis’s thoughts of impending doom were drowned beneath the sheer intoxication of Na-Yeon’s movements.
The silken heat of her walls clenched around him, dragging him deeper into the abyss of pleasure. The scent of sweat and arousal thickened between them, a potent reminder of the urgency that fueled their passion.
Na-Yeon rode him with reckless abandon, her thighs flexing as she took him in deeper, chasing a pleasure so intense it made her dizzy. Her fingers curled into his flesh, nails scraping along his shoulder as she lost herself in the moment. Every plunge sent white-hot pleasure surging through her core, unraveling her in ways she never thought possible.
Her movements grew more frenzied, her body a feverish display of desire as she ground against him, rolling her hips in tight, deliberate circles. A hand slipped between them, fingers finding her swollen clit.
The slightest touch sent her spiraling, her breath catching in her throat as shockwaves of pleasure crashed over her. The coil in her belly tightened, a delicious tension that made her muscles tremble.
And then—release.
A guttural cry ripped from her lips as her orgasm tore through her like an earthquake, her body convulsing with raw, unfiltered ecstasy. Pleasure exploded in a blinding rush, her walls clenching around him as she shattered completely.
Her juices spilled over, soaking his pelvis, marking him as hers in the most primal way. The force of it left her trembling, a shuddering mess of pleasure-drunk bliss.
She collapsed against him, her sweat-slicked body molding to his, her chest rising and falling in sync with his own. A satisfied, lazy smile curled at her lips, but deep within, a restless hunger still burned.
‘That was so good… but I need more,’ she thought, already feeling the stirrings of fresh desire.
Travis wasted no time, his hands gripping Na-Yeon’s thighs as he laid her down on the car seat, his body pressing against hers with undeniable urgency. The leather beneath her felt cool against her heated skin, a sharp contrast to the warmth radiating between them. Her breath hitched as he peeled his shirt off, revealing the defined ridges of his torso. Moonlight streamed through the car windows, casting shadows over his sculpted muscles, making every dip and contour even more mesmerizing.
Her pulse quickened as he leaned over her, his lips ghosting over her skin before descending to her breasts. The moment his mouth latched onto her nipple, a shudder ran through her body. His tongue swirled over the sensitive bud, flicking and teasing before he sucked deeply, drawing a needy moan from her lips.
At the same time, he positioned himself between her legs, his thick length pressing against her entrance. With deliberate slowness, he pushed inside, filling her inch by inch, savoring the way her walls stretched around him. A deep groan rumbled in his throat at the sheer heat and tightness of her core, gripping him like a vice.
His hands molded to the soft curves of her breasts, squeezing and kneading as his mouth continued its worship. He kissed and sucked her nipples with hunger, his tongue flicking and rolling over the stiff peaks.
"Ahhh, yess!!! Fuckkkk!" Na-Yeon cried out, her body arching as his cock drove deeper into her, filling her completely.
A spark of desperation ignited within her, making her wrap her legs around his waist, locking him in place. Travis’s thrusts grew stronger, his hips rolling with a steady rhythm that sent waves of pleasure crashing through her. Each movement forced her slick walls to pulse and tighten around him, her body welcoming him with every deep stroke.
The wet, lewd sounds of their passion echoed inside the car, mixing with her breathy moans and his low, guttural groans. The way he filled her, stretched her, sent shivers down her spine.
Her insides clenched tighter around him, her arousal surging with every thrust. The sensation was overwhelming—the way he stroked her deepest spots, the way her body responded instinctively, dripping with need. Her slick juices coated his cock, making each withdrawal feel even more sinful as wetness spilled down her inner thighs.
"Ahh... AaaahhhH!! UhhhHH!!" Na-Yeon moaned louder, her voice breaking with pleasure as he fucked her with slow, deep strokes that had her mind unraveling.
She felt herself teetering on the edge, her orgasm building like a tidal wave about to crash. Her thighs trembled around his waist, her breath coming in frantic gasps. But just as she was about to snap, Travis suddenly pulled out, leaving her empty and aching.
A desperate whimper escaped her lips, her body still quivering from the brink of release. She looked up at him, dazed, needy, her skin flushed with frustration and desire.
' Time I get back at her for that bs she pulled not too long ago' he thought.
[A/N: I know this seems repetitive but I haven't found a reason to use other tactics, so do not complain]
TO BE CONTINUED 
