Haruna shook her head, her fingers twisting together in front of her like she was trying to physically hold herself back. "No, Jack…" she whispered, her voice thick with shame and something darker, something needier.
"It's too much… I can't just—nngh—let you do whatever you want in public—!" Her eyes darted around the bus stop, her thighs pressing together like she was trying to stifle the ache between them.
I leaned in, my lips brushing the shell of her ear, my voice a low, rough growl. "Haruna…" I murmured, my hand sliding down to grip her hip, my fingers digging in just enough to make her gasp.
"You didn't forget about your promise, did you?" My thumb traced slow, deliberate circles against the sensitive skin just above her ass, feeling the way her breath hitched. "The one where you said you'd be a good girl for me… no matter where we were?"
