Don't Want to Go Home
His heart had climbed all the way into his throat, choking off his breath.
"Why'd you call me."
The words slipped out small. Not a scolding, not even a question—more like permission, a whisper. Jung Na-yeon's eyes dropped from Hyun-soo's gaze to his lips, lingered there, then rose again. Her left hand, resting on the console box, finally settled over the back of his. The moment her fingers touched him, her lashes trembled, and the Seoul nightscape glittered across the wet surface of her eyes.
They were alone in the car.
No other vehicles in the parking lot. No sign of people nearby, more than he'd expected.
It felt as if the two of them had been left alone at the highest place in the world.
Na-yeon unfastened her seatbelt. The sharp click rang clear through the ballad playing on the stereo. She leaned toward the passenger seat, her right hand closing around the collar of Hyun-soo's tee. Her fingertips trembled faintly, but the pull was firm.
Seoul's lights poured over the windshield as Na-yeon's lips stopped just short of his.
Warm breath spilled across both their mouths.
Eyes half-open, she whispered,
"Tonight... I don't want to go home."
The instant their lips met, her eyes closed.
It was a soft, natural kiss.
Even before their tongues touched, it felt as if the air had been stolen from their lungs.
The ballad's melody melted between their mouths. Na-yeon's hand slid from his shirt up onto his shoulder. Then a warm palm settled on his thigh.
His leg twitched. Every time that stroking hand climbed slowly from knee toward thigh, the breaths escaping between their kisses grew shorter.
When the interior lights went out, the Seoul nightscape became the only light left.
"It's just the two of us..."
Na-yeon let herself be drawn into the passenger seat without resistance. The seat reclined; her back met the leather, and Hyun-soo's face looking down at her stood out sharp in the dark.
She gazed up and looped her arms around the back of his neck.
"I must be crazy, I really must..."
She muttered it, yet the strength in her arms never loosened.
The sealed-in feeling of the car only made her bolder.
The quiet, the view of the city spread out below them, the simple fact that they were alone in this car—those things tore down the last of her reason.
Even in the awkward position, Hyun-soo stripped off her pants.
Then he tugged her panties aside as well.
When his fingers told him she was wet enough—
"Go slow. This isn't home..."
She whispered it to him once he was ready, then naturally wound her legs around his waist. A moment later the creak of the narrow passenger seat mixed with the ballad. Beyond the windshield, the Seoul nightscape swayed in time with their movements.
The passenger seat was fully reclined and creaking.
Creak. Creak. Creak.
And lewd sounds filled the car.
With her back pressed flat to the seat, the deep thrust tore an unrestrained moan from Na-yeon's throat.
"Nnngh... haah.... haaah.... Hyun-soo... all the way in.... nngh..."
Her hands wrapped around his back.
The cramped car made the position awkward, yet that very closeness only amplified the pleasure.
Hyun-soo's chest pressed down on her breasts.
Creak. Creak. Creak.
"Hyun-soo... there... push it all the way in....."
Her voice shook. Every time he struck that sensitive spot deep inside her pussy, her hips jerked against the seat in response.
The lights beyond the glass seemed to tremble. The car body rocked faintly, answering every movement.
"I told you to go slow... ahk...."
Creak. Creak. Creak!
"It feels so good... huuuh... hah....!"
She protested, yet Hyun-soo only grew more aroused and answered her in kind.
Na-yeon tightened the legs locked around his waist and pulled him even closer.
A tension different from any bed wrapped their whole bodies.
The anxiety that someone might appear, the tight press of bodies inside the narrow car—both only stoked the heat higher.
Her pussy clenched around his cock as if sucking him in. Hot juices spilled out and ran down her crotch onto the seat.
Every time he held her and drove in, her moans grew louder.
"It really... feels so good... huuuh..."
"Haah... good... me too... nnngh....!"
Na-yeon pulled his neck close and clenched her teeth.
Creak. Creak. Creak!
Time passed and climax drew near. The soft flesh inside her pussy contracted and released in rhythm with every thrust.
"Don't stop.. keep going... just like this.... haaah... haaak...."
Outside, the night wind blew; the ballad on the speakers had already moved on to the next song.
Through the fogged windows the lights blurred and smeared. Her hands cradled his head as her whole body shuddered.
On the passenger seat their breathing filled the narrow car.
Na-yeon's pussy bit down on the cock buried deep inside her. Every time the walls contracted as if pulling him deeper, fresh moans slipped from her lips.
Creak. Creak. Creak!
"Nnngh... haat.... if you keep... rubbing that deep.... ahhk!"
Their tongues tangled in a wet kiss; they swallowed each other's saliva. Her eyes half-lidded, she sucked on his tongue while clenching even harder around him.
"Your pussy's... so tight it's... driving me crazy...!"
At his words she deliberately squeezed tighter, and the response only flooded her with stronger pleasure.
"Being... in the car... makes it even hotter... huuuh... hah... huuuh...!"
The word "car" reached her ears.
This wasn't the bed at home. This was the passenger seat of a Grandeur.
Anyone walking past could see the rocking chassis. That thought arrived not as fear but as pure excitement.
"Me too... haaah... I'm losing my mind.... doing this... in a car.... first time.... ahhng!"
Creak. Creak. Creak!
She had never experienced anything like this in her life.
With her husband it had only ever been in bed.
The fact that she was doing this now with her tenant—not her husband—inside a car, set her on fire.
Every time Hyun-soo spread her entrance and drove deep, the car body swayed. The suspension creaked through the ballad.
Hot juices overflowed from her pussy and kept running down her crotch onto the seat.
"Inside you're... clinging so tight... huuuh... it really... tastes so good...!"
Hearing him speak in that aroused voice, she clung even harder and swallowed her moans.
Then climax crashed over her.
The walls of her pussy clenched madly, wrapping around him.
"Aaaaah...!"
Every muscle locked; she held him tight and shook.
Through the fogged glass the lights looked hazy.
Panting hot breath against his neck, Na-yeon whispered between gasps,
"Don't... pull out... haaah.. haah... stay like this... hold me more...."
"Did it feel good...?"
Hyun-soo stroked her hair, letting her ride out the aftershocks. There was no need to answer whether it had felt good. Her pussy was still fluttering around him, still leaking juices.
"But I haven't come yet."
Still holding him while she caught her breath, Na-yeon's eyes flew open at those words.
"Liar..."
Her voice came out thick and sticky.
Yet the hard presence still buried root-deep inside her proved it was no lie.
When he began to move again, slow and deep, her freshly climaxed pussy reacted with raw sensitivity.
Creaaak... creak... creaaak....
The walls clamped down as if suctioned, refusing to let him go.
"Ah... wait... nnngh... I just... came... haaah...."
"Your pussy's... sucking even harder... now... huuuuh...!"
She clenched her teeth, but it was useless.
"Slow... the slow ones... are worse.... ahhk!"
Her hips moved on their own against the seat.
The lights beyond the fogged windows seemed to sway again.
The more the car rocked, the louder the creaking grew.
"Haaah... I'm... really... going crazy... you're hitting... so deep.... haaak...!"
Complaint and praise tangled together at the end of the moan.
Inside her, heat built again, racing toward a second climax.
Creak. Creak. Creak!
Na-yeon cradled his head and let out another cry of pleasure.
"Aaaah... you can... come.... it's safe... just come inside...!"
When Hyun-soo's hips began thrusting harder and faster, the car rocked more violently.
She locked her arms around his back and waist, squeezed her pussy tighter, and waited for him to fill her.
"I'm coming... huuuuh!!!"
At that urgent voice she wound her legs even tighter and pulled him in.
"Yeah... come... inside... come...."
Her voice carried pure ecstasy.
In that instant semen burst out, striking her walls; she contracted around him as if wringing every drop free.
"Aaaah...!"
At the same moment Na-yeon felt her second climax and clung to him.
She could feel his cum flooding her pussy full.
Her legs trembled; the hands around his neck tightened.
"Huuuh... hah... huuuh!"
"Haaaah... haah... haaaaah..."
They gasped roughly and could not move for a long while.
The car fell quiet. Only the ballad from the speakers filled the space between their ragged breaths. The windows, heavy with moisture, blurred the light; the interior was thick with sticky heat and scent.
"The... seat... is ruined."
Still feeling him inside her, Na-yeon murmured.
"Today's date... was the best."
Looking into his face, she brought her lips to his and kissed him.
"Mm."
The eyes that met his were full of affection.