เข้าสู่ระบบI broke the kiss, moaning as he worked me over with his mouth. I went back to work on his cock, taking it into my mouth. I took the head first, swirling my tongue around the sensitive tip, tasting the salty precum. I swallowed him down, taking him deeper, my throat stretching to accommodate him. Damian groaned from between my legs, the vibration sending shockwaves through my body. He increased his tempo, licking and sucking on my pussy with a hunger I had never felt before. It was different with him, deeper, more intense. I pulled back slightly to catch my breath, looking down at his face buried between my thighs. His dark hair was matted with my juices, and his eyes were closed in pure bliss. I reached down and stroked his hair, then grabbed his balls, rolling them gently in my hand. I could feel them tightening with every pass of my tongue. I took him back in my mouth, this time taking more of him. I wanted to swallow him whole. I hollowed my cheeks and sucked hard, using my h
As I lay there on his chest, my body still humming with the aftershocks of our first intense round, I felt a familiar hunger flare up deep within me. I didn't want just one release; I wanted to drown in it. I sat up slowly from his chest, the leather seat creaking under my weight, and looked down at Damian. He was staring up at me, his chest rising and falling rapidly, his eyes was dark and heavy with so much lust in them. I watched him for a moment, enjoying the way he looked at me like I was the only thing that mattered in the world. A mischievous smile played on my lips. I wanted more. I wanted to feel him differently, to taste him, to have him, to suck his cock. "I want you to make me cum again," I whispered, my voice husky with so much desire in it. "I want to taste your cock inside my mouth." Damian’s eyes widened slightly, and a slow, dangerous smile spread across his face. "I also want to taste this little cunt of yours inside my mouth," he replied, his voice low and r
"I don't care," I whispered, finally popping the button. The snap echoed in the silent cab, sounding like a gunshot. I slid my hand inside his waistband, my fingers immediately wrapping around the steel heat of him. He sucked in a sharp breath, his fingers digging into my hips so hard I knew there would be bruises later. "Fuck..." I stroked him once, feeling the heavy vein pulsing under my palm. He was huge, thick and hot, and he leaked precum onto my fingertips. I wanted to taste him. I wanted him to fill me up right there in the passenger seat, just like Julian had. "I want you, Damian," I breathed, leaning in to kiss his neck. "I want you to fuck me just like he did." His head fell back against the headrest, a low growl escaping his throat. "You have no idea what you're doing to me," he muttered. I smiled against his skin, then pulled back just enough to look him in the eyes. "I think I do," I said, running my thumb over the sensitive head of his cock. "You want this as m
I followed him, barefoot, my skirt barely covering my ass which I didn't even give a damn about. The cool night air hit my skin the moment we stepped out of the house. He opened the passenger door of his car for me without even bothering to look at me. I got in, my thighs slicking against the leather seat because I was still wet. He opened his own seat and slammed the door shut. He turned to watch me before turning the key and starting the engine. The silence was thick enough to choke on, and I hated it. We drove for about seven minutes, neither of us daring to say a single word to each other. And my pussy would not stop pulsing; every bump in the road made me shift in the seat and sent a jolt right to my clit. I kept thinking about Damian's face when he saw us in that state with Julian. The way his eyes had dragged over my naked body, the way his hand had clenched into a fist as though he was holding himself back. I bit my lips before I finally broke the silence. "I'm so sorry.
He rested his forehead against mine, trapping me in the heat of his gaze, but despite the intimacy, we were both still trembling. The air between us was heavy with unspoken words, vibrating with a nervous energy that seemed to coil in our very bones. Then, out of nowhere, a voice shattered the moment. It was a voice I wasn't expecting to hear, a sound that shouldn't exist in this space. It was calling Charles's name, sharp and demanding. "Charles..." I froze, the name hanging in the air like a guillotine blade. "Where are you?" That voice. I knew it instantly. My heart hammered against my ribs. Holy fuck. What in the actual hell is he doing here? My mind raced, trying to piece together how he had found us. The fear coiled tighter in my stomach. I couldn't stay here. I couldn't let him see me like this. I quickly pulled my mouth away from Charles' cock, desperate to put some distance between us. My body reacted on pure instinct, and my eyes snapped toward the doorway so
I was already on the edge. The feeling of him inside me, the friction on my clit, the sound of him pounding into me, everything was pushing me over the edge. I cried out, my body shaking, my legs trembling, my eyes rolling back. I came hard, my pussy clamping down on his cock, milking him for everything he had. "Fuck, Mia," he roared, his body tensing, his cock pulsing. "I'm cumming!" He slammed into me one last time, his cock spurting hot load after hot load, flooding my pussy. I felt it, the warm, wet splash deep inside me. He filled me up completely and thoroughly. We came together, our bodies locked together, our hearts beating in sync. After a few minutes, I felt him stiffen again, his cock hardening inside my soaked walls. He didn't need a moment to recover. He pulled out slightly, his cock sliding out of me with a wet pop, coated in our mixed juices. The cool air hit my heated flesh, making me shiver. "I want you to suck me," he said, his voice low and commanding. "I wa







