"Rin, if you continue acting this way, I won't be able to control myself," Noran breathed against her lips, his voice thick with the effort to suppress his growing urge.
"Why hold back, Ran?" Shuri teased, her hand stroking his long, hard penis with a mischievous smile. "That thing in your pants wants me so bad. Just look at how hard and big it's gotten…"
Noran was taken aback by her boldness. He stiffened, momentarily frozen in disbelief.
This provocative side of Shuri was new to him, one he had never seen before.
People often said that alcohol reveals hidden facets of a person's personality.
Was this daring, uninhibited Shuri a hidden side of her?
The driver, realizing what was happening in the backseat, began to sweat profusely. He tried to focus on the road and avoid looking in the rearview mirror, but the tension was palpable.
Noran's low, commanding voice broke the strained silence.
"Stop the car and get out now," Noran ordered.
