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Minho couldn't keep his eyes off of you. He just couldn't help himself. You looked so fucking good in your little black dress, legs exposed and curves enhanced. And the fact that he could smell your sweet perfume wasn't helping.
You were sitting between him and Jisung, laughing and smiling as you joked around with the boys. It had been so long since you last seen them because you were working a lot. You managed to get your birthday off and the boys decided to take you out.
You flicked your eyes over to Minho, who was now in a conversation with Hyunjin. You took a moment to get a good look at him. He had cleaned up nicely and his hair had a tousled look that made him look even hotter. You watched him for a bit, loving the way his lips moved as he talked.
"So, how's work been?" Chan asked you from across the table. You looked away and over at Chan. "Do you like it?"
"Oh yeah. I like it a lot," you replied. "My coworkers are pretty nice."
"That's good," Chan answered, a dimpled smile growing onto his lips. "Just make sure you're taking care of yourself."
You nodded your head and smiled at him. You glanced over at Minho, who was looking at you again. A smirk curved up onto his lips as you continued to look at each other. His tongue poked out of his mouth and he slowly wetted his lips.
His thoughts were going wild. All he could think about was taking you home and wrapping those pretty legs around his waist. He wanted to pin you down and ruin you while he wrapped his hand around your throat. It always drove him insane when you called him daddy and whined for more.
He shifted in his seat as a tent grew in his pants. You flicked your eyes down and you smirked a bit when you saw the bulge in his pants. You scooted closer to him and slid your hand onto his thigh. He froze as he felt your hand inch towards his length.
You traced your finger around his bulge before firmly grabbing it. Minho suppressed a moan as you started to stroke him through his pants. You applied more pressure as you quickened your motions. Minho gripped the edge of his seat, his nails digging into the cushioning as he bit back his moans.
He suddenly grabbed ahold of your thigh and gripped it roughly as he came hard in his pants. You slowly removed your hand and sat straighter. Minho leaned closer to you, his thumb tracing circles onto your inner thigh. "You're gonna regret that, baby."
There was something in his tone that excited you. You lightly bit your lip and Minho smirked. He slipped his hand under your thigh and you felt him push your dress up a bit. He moved his hand up and started to rub your clit slowly through your panties.
