NOTAKING
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Chapter 7
🕑 Added 2025-02-01 20:20:04 +0000 UTCTravis broke the kiss, his breath hot against her lips as he pulled back slightly. His grip on her waist tightened before he spoke.
"Turn around."
Ha Ye-Jung blinked, her cheeks still flushed. "Huh? You wanna do it here?"
"Yeah. Got a problem?"
She bit her lip, glancing around at the dimly lit road. Cars passed in the distance, their headlights flashing across the pavement.
"It’s just… people will pass by and see the car shaking," she said hesitantly, though the thrill of it sent an unexpected jolt of excitement through her.
Travis chuckled. "Okay then."
Without warning, he took her by the arm, pulling her out of the car. The cool night air brushed against her skin as he led her to the side of the vehicle. Before she could protest, he spun her around, bending her over against the car’s sleek frame.
Her breath hitched as she felt him behind her—his body pressing against her, his cock hard and ready.
Travis didn’t waste time. He gripped her hips, rubbing his thick shaft along the dripping heat between her legs. The teasing motion had her trembling, her fingers gripping the cool metal of the car for support.
"Wait! What if someone—"
Her words were cut off with a sharp gasp as Travis pushed into her in one deep, fluid motion.
Her walls stretched around him, her body struggling to take him all at once. A strangled moan escaped her lips, her nails scraping against the car's surface as she fought to stay upright.
Travis groaned, his hands tightening around her hips as he stayed buried inside her. The sensation was intoxicating—the way her tight, wet heat clenched around him, sucking him in. He exhaled heavily, savoring the feeling, not caring that anyone passing by could catch them at any moment.
The cars on the highway continued to race past, but all that mattered to him was the way she felt wrapped around him.
Ha Ye-Jung could barely think. It was as if his cock had completely reshaped her insides, filling her in a way that left her breathless. She sucked in deep breaths, using the moment to adjust, her whole body trembling.
Travis pulled back slowly, the thick length dragging against her sensitive walls, making her shudder.
"Uuuhhh—slow down," she gasped, her head turning slightly to glance around. "You’re too big."
Travis smirked, rubbing slow circles over her waist. "Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle."
‘Yeah, but that doesn’t change the fact that your cock already made my pussy yours,’ she thought, her lips parting as another soft moan escaped.
Travis eased forward again, this time with an agonizingly slow thrust, filling her inch by inch.
Ha Ye-Jung gasped sharply, her nails digging into the car as pleasure coursed through her.
‘Fuck… why did he have to be so big?’ she thought, biting her lip to hold back another moan as he started to move.
Travis placed a firm hand on Ha Ye-Jung’s waist, steadying her as he pulled back once more before thrusting forward. His movements were slow, deliberate—giving her time to adjust to the sheer size of him. He knew what kind of effect his cock had on women, knew how overwhelming it could be at first, so he wasn’t surprised by how long it took for her body to fully take him in.
How did he know this? He wasn’t sure. The knowledge came naturally, as if ingrained in him.
Before long, Ha Ye-Jung’s breathless gasps turned into soft, needy moans—ones filled not with pain, but pure pleasure.
Travis smirked. That was his cue.
Gripping her hourglass waist, he pulled her even closer, his thrusts growing deeper.
"Aaaah! ~ Aaaaah! ~ Ooohhhhh!"
Her moans spilled into the night air, growing louder with every movement. Her drenched pussy clung to him, dripping her arousal onto the ground as he fucked her with increasing intensity.
Ha Ye-Jung’s body surrendered completely to the overwhelming pleasure. A haze of ecstasy clouded her thoughts, her limbs tingling from the relentless stimulation.
The heat between them was unbearable. With a desperate need for more, she reached for the straps of her dress, pulling them down in one swift motion. The cool night air kissed her exposed skin as her breasts bounced free.
Without hesitation, she grabbed them, squeezing and massaging them as she arched her back, pushing her hips back against him. Her tongue lolled out, saliva dripping down her chin, rolling over her breasts as her body begged for more.
"Ahhn... Mmmm... Don’t stop... keep... doing that... Ahhh… OH!"
The second those words left her lips, Travis obliged.
His movements became rougher, faster—his cock driving into her with precision, hitting every sensitive spot inside her. He wasn’t just fucking her now; he was molding her pussy to fit him, scraping against every inch of her walls with each powerful thrust.
Each time he buried himself to the hilt, his cock kissed her womb, teasing its entrance without fully pushing through. That sensation alone made her entire body twitch, sparks of pleasure shooting through her nerves.
Her climax hit suddenly, her legs trembling as her walls clenched around him, squeezing him like a vice.
But Travis wasn’t done. Not even close.
Pah Pah Pah Pah
Loud, wet smacks echoed through the empty highway as he fucked her through her orgasm, refusing to slow down.
"Ahnnnnn... Mmmmm... ohhhh yeahhh," she moaned, her voice hoarse from screaming, her body shuddering from overstimulation.
A truck roared past them, its deafening engine masking the sounds of their heated session. The car shook from the force, but neither of them cared.
Travis only grinned.
Travis pounded into Ha Ye-Jung relentlessly, his grip on her waist tightening as he drove his cock deep into her over and over again. Her entire body trembled from the force of his thrusts, her legs barely holding her up as he ravaged her without mercy. His movements were so fast and powerful that his cock seemed to blur in and out of her, each stroke sending shockwaves of pleasure through her core.
Ha Ye-Jung felt as if she were floating in pure bliss. Her mind was no longer her own—lost in the overwhelming ecstasy that coursed through her veins. Her pussy clenched and spasmed around him uncontrollably, each climax rolling into the next with no time to recover. Her juices dripped down her thighs, splattering onto the pavement beneath them as her body surrendered completely to his relentless pace.
Her walls contracted around him in desperate hunger, sucking him in deeper, as if her body refused to let him go. She wasn’t even aware she was doing it—it was an instinctive reaction, a subconscious need to keep him buried inside her as deep as possible.
Each powerful thrust shattered what little sanity she had left, reducing her to a moaning, quivering mess.
‘Fuck… I’m addicted to this… addicted to him…’
The realization hit her hard, but she couldn’t deny it. No one had ever made her feel this way before—no one had ever ruined her like this. From this moment forward, she knew… Travis was the only man who could ever satisfy her.
TO BE CONTINUED
