Detour

The sun glares through the windshield as you haul ass down Highway 1. Your windows down, speakers blaring.

Jiheon has her feet up on the dashboard, singing along with the very same energy that made you fall for her in the first place. Her dark hair whips in the wind, and the little white dress she's wearing is slowly but surely creeping up her thighs every time she moves. You can see the red bikini underneath, the ties on her hips just barely showing through.

She catches you looking and flashes her radiant ENFP smile. (NOTE THIS IS A REFERENCE, I'M NOT USING AI).

"Eyes on the road there, perv."

Something in her tone makes your cock twitch. You shift in your seat, focusing back onto the highway in front of you, trying not to think about how good she looks, and especially how desperately you want to run your tongue over her—

Beach first. Then you can worship every inch of that perfect body.

"God, it's so hot," Jiheon says suddenly, fanning herself. "This sun is nuts!"

You reach to turn on the AC but her hand catches your wrist, stopping you.

"Not that kind of hot, babe."

Ah. Fuck.

her hands lands on your knee, real casual like. The kind of touch she's done a hundred million times before. But her fingers linger, and there's something in her eyes that makes your breath catch.

"Jiheon…?"

Her palms slides up your thigh slowly.

Your grip tightens on the steering wheel. She's just teasing, she's always teasing you. But then her fingertips brush against the bulge in your swim shorts and you damn near swerve into the next lane.

"Careful!" she giggles. Her hand presses even firmer against your hardening cock. "Wouldn't want to crash."

We're on a fucking highway! Cars are speeding everywhere, what is she—

Your internal panic is interrupted when she starts palming you through the thin fabric.

"Maybe we should wait—" you start, but she finds the head of your cock through your shorts, her thumb rubbing in slow circles, and what comes out instead is "—oh fuck."

Eloquent.

"Wait for what?" She leans over to whisper in your ear. "You look so tense, you should let me help you relax."

Her free hand moves to your zipper, and begins slowly dragging it downwards. The sound makes you flinch.

"Jiheon, seriously, I'm driving," you protest, but your voice comes out strained because her fingers are already diving into your shorts, wrapping around your shaft.

"Mhm and you're doing such a great job!" She strokes you painfully slowly. "You were thinking about getting me out of this dress, weren't you?"

Deny. You need to deny and concentrate. But she's freeing your cock and suddenly you're doing 80mph on the highway with your whole dick out and her fist pumping you.

"Jesus Christ Jiheon!"

"What? It's not like anyone can really see." She strokes faster, and your hips jerk up into her grip without permission. "Besides, I've been thinking about your cock since we left. How thick it is, how hard it gets when you're really turned on—"

"Baek Jiheon!"

A truck passes on your left. If he just looked down he'd get an eyeful of public indecency.

"I've been so wet," Jiheon whispers against your ear. "Thinking about wrapping my lips around you. Taking you so deep while you try so hard to focus on the road."

Her tongue flicks against your earlobe and you slam on the gas, nearly rear-ending the van in front of you.

"Tell me to stop." Her strokes get faster, gripping you slightly tighter. "Tell me you don't want my mouth on your fat fucking cock right now."

You open your mouth. Try to be responsible. And what comes out is a strangled moan as she twists her wrist on the upstroke just right.

"That's what I thought."

She unbuckles her seatbelt.

No. Nope. No no no.

"Jiheon. Don't you fucking dar—"

But she's already sliding down, her head moving towards your lap with that look that means she's already made up her mind.

The first touch of her tongue against your tip makes you jerk the wheel hard left. You overcorrect right and nearly clip the sedan you're passing.

Someone lays on the horn at you.

"Steady," Jiheon says, and then her mouth wraps around you.

Holy. Shit.

Hot and wet and so fucking perfect. She takes you deeper, tongue working along your shaft, and your vision goes blurry. You're vaguely aware you should probably be checking your mirrors, probably be signaling, probably be taking a fucking breath, but all you can focus on is the feeling of her throat.

She takes you deeper and you floor it.

You're gaining on the car ahead way too fast. You brake hard, definitely looking drunk to the other drivers around you, but Jiheon's making these little pleased humming sounds around your cock and it's making rational thought extremely difficult.

"Keep your eyes on the road," she mumbles around your shaft, the vibration traveling straight up your spine.

The truck behind you honks. You've slowed to 15 under the speed limit. You press the gas but she decides then is the perfect moment to try that thing with her tongue and you nearly go flying into the next lane.

Exit 67 ahead. That's your exit, need to signal, need to—

Jiheon takes you deeper than before, nose nearly touching your pelvis, swallowing around your cock.

You blow right by the exit.

"Shit!" You curse.