The city lights blurred past the windows of Joon-ho's sports car, streaks of gold and amber painting the night. The engine hummed with a low, powerful purr, the car gliding smoothly through the streets with an effortless grace that matched the man behind the wheel.
Seo-yeon sat in the passenger seat, her body relaxed against the soft leather, her robe arranged carefully around her legs. The dildo inside her was a constant presence, a reminder of everything that had happened, of how completely Joon-ho had filled her, claimed her. Every shift of the car, every turn, every acceleration sent little shocks of pleasure through her body, the silicone toy pressing against her cervix, keeping his semen trapped deep inside her womb.
"Mmm—" The sound escaped her lips before she could stop it, low and breathless. "Every movement—I can feel it so deep—"
Joon-ho glanced at her, a small smile playing on his lips. "Uncomfortable?"
