This was torture, your hands were tied while Satoru carefully placed kisses all over your neck accompanied by small kisses, it wasn't as if the two of you were anything more than casual encounters for the satisfaction of both parties.

The man had just come out of his horse riding race, which he had just come out on top in, he was crazy about you, he believed that a night with you before any race was what would bring him victory, the idea was bathed in faith when you didn't meet and he lost one of the most important races, shit, he wasn't content with second place, and you served your purpose, you gave him first.

He was an ambitious man, of course he would be, the man had everything he could dream of having, nothing was left to be desired, he didn't even try, everything came into his hands as if it had to be that way.

"Did you watch? I won that race" he said convinced, the words were sweet, spoken in a way he didn't use with anyone, he smiled kissing the corner of your lips "I told you I would win" he almost begged for congratulations, he was so dependent on your validation.

He had paid for an expensive hotel just to bring her to celebrate his victory in the most important horse riding race of the year, along with that came expensive champagne and wines of all kinds, you were so spoiled, he was almost your sugar daddy, you both won.