She was frantic, her small hands splaying across the hard ridges of his back, but as she pressed her body against him to shield him, she felt it.
Thud.
The heavy, hot head of his cock pressed firmly against the crack of her ass through her denim. It was like a branding iron.
The sheer size of it, even through her clothes, made her entire lower body go weak.
Raven didn't move to hide. He turned slightly, his arm snaking around her waist with the speed of a striking viper, and hauled her back against him.
His hands—large, calloused, and demanding—shot up under her hoodie, bypassing her stomach to find her massive breasts.
Grope. Squeeze.
"A-ahh~! Mmph~!" Min-jung's head snapped back against his shoulder, her moan muffled as she bit her lip.
"Do you want me to fuck you right here, Min-jung?" he murmured into her ear, his voice a low, vibrating growl that made her core pulse with a sudden, violent gush of wetness.
