"That went a lot better than I expected."
"Yeah, they love you already," Jungkook tells her honestly. He didn't expect his mother to fall in love with Y/N that quick. He was wrong about how he thought the night would go. "Do you want me to drive you home or are you coming back with me?" Jungkook asks as he pulls out of his parents' driveway. Her presence would be nice company.
"You can drop me home, and you're welcome to stay for a bit," she tells him, leaning her head back against the head rest whilst keeping her eyes on him.
"I won't stay for long tonight," Jungkook tells her as he starts the car. Just a bit more time with her was ideal. He couldn't wait another day to see her again. It was weird for him in a sense that he cared so much about being around her.
Y/N unbuttons the first few buttons of her blouse now that she didn't have to look so formal and presentable.
Jungkook's gaze shifts from the road then to her blouse for a quick second. "Might as well take the whole thing off," he jokes all in good fun.
"Yeah? It seems like you want me to with the way you've kept your eyes off the road for the last 10 seconds," she teases, intentionally undoing one more button, enough to reveal the white lace underneath.
She noticed Jungkook fidgeting in his seat, glancing back and forth from the road, then to her. "Take a picture Jeon, it'll last longer," she winks, placing her index finger under his chin and urging him to keep his eyes on the road.
"You're such a tease," he chuckles softly. The grip around the wheel says differently on his feelings. So desperately did he want to pull over and see what else she hid under her business attire, but he could wait until the pair got home.
"You wore white lace to my parents' dinner?" Jungkook teases, moving one hand from the steering wheel to her thigh. "You really have no shame, huh?"
"Did you expect me to go bra-less?" she asks, the silky material of her blouse sliding down her shoulders ever so slightly. "Because I can do that if you want me to.." she trails off, taking notice of how pale his knuckles had turn from gripping the wheel so hard. His other hand was rubbing her thigh up and down over her trousers, warming up that specific area.
"Are you enjoying yourself there, Jungkook?"
"Let's not get cocky when I can have you falling apart with one touch Lee," he warns her gently, squeezing her thigh as a friendly reminder.
Jungkook was right, but she couldn't show him that she was affected by his touch. With his hands now between her legs, it was gonna be difficult for Y/N to remain composed.
His fingers make its way over her clothed core, slowly rubbing his fingertips over her clit. "Even though the lace looks great on you...I want you to take it off," Jungkook tells her, keeping his focus on the road.
Y/N looked over at Jungkook, who didn't even bother to look at her whilst tormenting her. "You want me take it off? Do you understand that people can still see us?" she mumbles, trying her best to sound completely unfazed by him. She wanted to give in to him, please him in any way possible, but she just needed to hold herself off for a little bit longer so she could prove him wrong.
"Windows are tinted. No one will see what's mine except for us," Jungkook mumbles, looking over at her for a moment to see how she was holding up. She held a decent poker face, but he could see right through it. He decides to torment her a bit more by moving his fingers inside of her trousers. Pressing his fingertips gently onto her clit, he moves them slowly. "Go ahead. Take it off."
"N-no.." she whispers, pursuing her lips to hold in her moans. Y/N leans back against her seat, closing her eyes and trying to steady her breathing, but her body seemed to be betraying her; spreading her legs open more for him. "Keep your eyes on the road Jungkook..." she breathes out. "...I don't want us to get killed." She adjusts herself in her seat, her hips instinctively moving in the same motion as his fingers.
"I have complete focus on the road Lee," Jungkook tells her carefully, "What I need you to do is take off your blouse like I asked."
One thing Jungkook lacked was patience. He had very little of it and Y/N's stubbornness was making it hard for him to not do it himself.
She could sense from the tone of his voice that he was getting irritated, and she took it as a sign to give up and give into him.
"I need you to touch your nipples while I make you feel good, baby. Don't make me stop..."
Y/N wearily undoes the rest of the buttons of her blouse, the piece of clothing falling off her shoulders and bunching around her lower back. Now with her upper body partly exposed, she felt a bunch of chills rush through her body. She was now left in her bra, the white lace and intricate designs more visible in the open.
She uses one hand to knead her shielded mound of flesh whilst Jungkook picked up the pace on her clit.
"Good girl,"
His tongue pokes inside of his cheek, finally choosing to pull the car over to the side of the road. He couldn't wait any longer for them to arrive back to her place. Jungkook needed her now.
"You see what happens when you listen to me? You get rewarded," Jungkook tells her in a bit of a haste, his fingers continuing to make its wonders over her entrance daring to slide his fingers inside.
"Jungkook, don't tease.."
"Don't be greedy. You're going to cum soon," Jungkook mumbles, lifting his hand up to slap her cunt gently. Jungkook couldn't exactly tell her no when she was whimpering his name like that.
His long slender fingers slide inside of her cunt, agonizingly slow just to spark a reaction from her.
"You're so fucking wet...How long have you been dripping like this, hm?" Jungkook taunts, drawing his fingers out before thrusting them back in fast.
"S-since we left.." she whimpers. Y/N looked down between her legs, watching the way his fingers disappeared inside of her, before being pulled out. With each thrust of his fingers, she was left eliciting far from godly moans that she couldn't hold in anymore. The way her soaking cunt would desperately swallow his fingers whole was so satisfying to watch, it could make a grown man proud to be wanted and needed so badly.
"And you didn't say anything?" Jungkook trails off, watching his fingers disappear in and out of her dripping cunt. He could feel the material around his pants tighten just from the lewd sounds emerging from her.
"I-I couldn't.. we were still outside." The torturous pace of his fingers had her breaking into a sweat as her walls tightened around him. Y/N threw her head back against the seat, turning to the window next to her, watching all the cars drive by, batting a blind eye to what was going on.
"God, you look so fucking hot like this."
With her bra almost off her body, she takes the whole thing off, gripping onto her right mound, kneading her breasts and using her index finger and thumb to toy with her nipples. "I-If you keep doing this, I'm gonna cum," she warns him, wanting to hold her orgasm off until he was inside her.
"I never said that you were only cumming once," Jungkook chuckles, now picking up the pace of his fingers. Turning the car back on with his free hand, he begins to drive again.
"You can cum sweetheart." Jungkook tells her, seeing her house finally come into view.
His words go through one ear, and come out the other, her thighs beginning to shake as she came undone. A string of curses fell from her lips, as she coated his fingers glistening white.
Y/N looked like a complete mess; hair a disheveled, blouse bunched around her waist, breasts completely out, legs spread and her cheeks flushed red. The sight could've made any man proud.
And indeed, Jungkook was proud beyond words. The bulging erection he had tightens more against the fabric of his pants. It was surprising to see how long he was able to withstand this torture.
"Look at you, baby. You became such a mess just from my fingers," Jungkook coos as his fingers slowly come to a stop. He pulls them slowly from her dripping cunt, inserting them inside his mouth with a satisfied hum.
"Mmm, we're here," Jungkook mumbles as he pulls into her driveway. "Do you want to finish this inside?"
"Screw going inside," Y/N mumbles, getting up and climbing over his lap, her swollen cunt directly above his bulge. "I'm sure we can finish in here, no?" she questions, trying to sound as innocent as possible. "I doubt you can wait any longer," she teases, her hands immediately going to take off his belt.