His barbed words stirred anger inside her, but at this moment she had no right to argue back—nor any power to resist. All she could do was endure, swallowing the humiliation deep inside her.
"Then… take me back to the car," she said softly in surrender. Otherwise, the obscene toy he had forced on her would surely bring her unbearable disgrace.
"That's all I wanted to hear." A satisfied smile spread across his face as he tightened his arm around her slender waist, guiding her back toward the VIP parking area of the building.
Their intimate demeanor drew plenty of attention from the people around them. Some looked on admiringly, seeing a handsome man and a beautiful woman who seemed perfectly matched—like gold and jade together. Others stared with envy. A few looked surprised, noticing that the woman appeared rather… tense. Several men couldn't help but follow them with their eyes, emotions swirling—some even sucking in a breath and murmuring a soft "woo" under their breath.
Only a few minutes later, in the back seat of the massive Rolls-Royce, Ranee was pressed down against the leather seat. Her red strapless stretch dress was yanked down and bunched above her waist while the hem was pushed up, exposing the lush, perfectly proportioned curves of a mature woman overflowing with irresistible allure.
Her fair skin stood out starkly against the black velvet leather upholstery—especially her full, generous breasts, so enticing they drew the eye. Thada lowered his gaze to meet hers, then abruptly pressed the remote in his hand, turning the vibration to its highest setting.
"Mmph—" She moaned as the stimulation intensified. She could feel the device pulsing wildly inside her, scraping against her soft inner walls until she could no longer stay still. Her hips lifted and rocked involuntarily, matching the fierce, storm-like desire raging and churning deep in her lower belly.
"Open your mouth… take it in," he ordered as he shifted to straddle her chest. His large hands unbuckled his belt and unzipped his trousers with astonishing speed.
Ranee stared wide-eyed at the rigid hardness suddenly looming right in front of her nose. Part of her couldn't help being impressed by how quickly he'd freed himself from his expensive slacks—far faster than she'd expected. He hadn't even taken off his shirt, yet the release of his lower half from restraint was enough to make her momentarily marvel.
But then—
The brrrr sound from the remote and the violent vibration deep inside her tight channel snapped her attention back to the thick shaft before her—the swollen, flared head already leaking milky fluid.
Her face flushed red. Her full lips parted as a soft, instinctive moan escaped her.
Seizing the moment, the large man straddling her thrust his length straight into her open mouth.
Caught off guard, she let out a muffled cry. "Mmph—ugh…!"
"Go on, Ranee. You're good at this—you always have been. That's it, suck me," he said playfully, rocking his hips forward toward her lips. Tilting his head back, eyes fluttering shut, he groaned, "Mm… just like that. I know how skilled your tongue is. Yes—take it deep."
His voice grew hoarse as he rolled his hips, using her mouth as if it were another willing passage.
All she could do was let out muffled moans. "Mmph… khk… ngh…"
Thada continued thrusting steadily. "Mm… amazing. Your mouth…" He groaned openly, head tilted back, while Ranee stared helplessly at his hard length sliding in and out of her mouth.
She forced herself to accept it. This debt of desire tasted bitter—like cold medicine—but she knew all too well that once the bitterness faded, a lingering sweetness always followed.
She closed her eyes and let emotion overpower reason for the moment, sealing her lips tighter and flicking her tongue to entangle itself around the hot shaft pounding into her mouth. "Mmm… ahh…"
"Chuup… schlp…"
Seeing her respond, he groaned softly. "Enough… stop for now." He leaned back, reached behind her, and pulled the long cord free from her slick depths.
"Damn, you're pretty damn horny," he sneered as he looked at the toy soaked with wetness.
"Heh." A deep chuckle rumbled in his throat before he casually tossed the adult toy onto the velvet seat.
"If you're that desperate, I'll take care of you… want it?" he asked, slowly lowering himself until his swollen manhood brushed teasingly against her flushed, petal-like folds.
"Answer me. Do you want it?"
She nodded quickly. "Y-yes… I want it." Her desire had already been spiraling out of control ever since he'd started using that cursed toy on her.
"Good." His rough hands roamed over her full breasts, squeezing and kneading them as if they were part of him, while he ground his shaft against her, pressing the thick, rigid length teasingly between her folds.
She arched her body helplessly, eyes half-lidded as soft moans slipped from her lips. "Mm… ahh…"
Just as she was drifting in pleasure, her awareness snapped back when she felt her swollen entrance suddenly filled.
"Mm… still tight," he muttered crudely as he began thrusting. "Guess you don't sleep with your husband very often, huh?"
Part of him was deeply satisfied—despite how slick and soaked she was, overflowing with remnants of him from before, she was still snug. That could only mean she'd been deprived for a long time—years, at least. How was that possible? Or did Thiradet simply not want her? The thought surprised him.
With her eyes closed, Ranee silently answered his unspoken question. Yes—she truly had been without intimacy for years. Ever since she'd discovered Thiradet's affair, they'd stopped sharing a bed. She'd grown tired, unwilling to waste energy fighting over his women, and simply let everything fall apart.
When she didn't answer aloud, he slammed his hips harder, jolting her head. "Thud! Smack!" His fluid splashed messily, running back down over her pale hips.
"Why aren't you answering? Your mouth isn't busy anymore," Thada whispered, leaning down until their noses were almost touching.
"If you're going to do it, then just do it," Ranee snapped back, irritation lacing her voice. "Why do you have to ask so many pointless questions?"
"Hmph." Thada snorted softly through his nose. Her irritated attitude only fueled his own frustration, and he decided to punish her by thrusting even harder—so hard that Ranee's small head, resting on the velvet seat, rocked back and forth.
Ranee pressed her lips together until they turned pale. The force of his pounding went beyond arousal now; in that instant, pain mixed sharply with piercing pleasure, sending jolts through her lower abdomen. Even so, she clenched her teeth and endured it. After all, she was the one who had abandoned him back then.
That night, amid the torrential rain—after the car accident at the traffic intersection—if only she hadn't panicked and run away… if only she had turned back to help him… then this humiliation today would never have happened.
But as the old saying goes, water never flows backward. Just like humans cannot change the past. Time that has passed can never be undone—just like the relationship between her and him now. Only now did she feel regret. Deep, overwhelming regret.
After their intense entanglement in the luxury car—lasting over an hour—time had crept close to eight in the evening. The department store in the Sapsomboon Building would be closing in another two hours. The man straightened his clothes as he stepped out of the car, then strode ahead in his dark gray suit, leading the woman behind him. She followed unsteadily, her steps light and floating, back into the shopping mall.
The lower floors housed a supermarket and numerous restaurants. They rode the escalator up to the first floor, where luxury cosmetics and world-renowned brand-name jewelry were displayed.
When the saleswomen stationed behind the counters noticed their disheveled clothing—creased and rumpled in several places—along with the woman's visibly drained demeanor, they exchanged glances, whispering softly to one another with knowing smiles.
Ranee ignored the gazes cast upon her—looks filled with curiosity, speculation, and judgment. Her shapely legs carried her forward, following her former lover until they reached the luxury jewelry section. There, among countless exquisite designs, her eyes landed on a diamond ring displayed on a tray.