Amidst Tangled Desires: A Dinner Date with Destiny

Zen threw me into the backseat of a waiting Audi R8 with little care then slipped in after me. As he pulled the door shut, he barked instructions at the driver in Japanese, and even before i could protest we were already on the road. Zen didn’t even wait for me to regain my composure and yanked me forward by his slim necktie and crushed my mouth with a punishing kiss. Zen used this opportunity to force his way in, taking full control. He nipped, sucked, licked. Punishing yet arousing at the same time.

My brain shut down in seconds and gave myself into the kiss. Despite the nipping and bruising pressure, the hisses of pain quickly became moans of desire. But, just as i began to participate in the kiss, Zen broke away, easing his bulk to the other side of the backseat. I was supposed to be the one annoyed at his action but all my annoyance swept away as i opened my closed eyes to find him pouting and him resting his chin on a tight fist, his face looking out onto the crowded sidewalk as