CHAPTER EIGHT(VICTORIA’S POV)The phone kept ringing. “What are you going to say to him?”Ethan glanced at the screen, completely calm, and answered it while his cock was still buried deep inside me. He kept fucking me in slow, deliberate strokes.“Yo.”Marcus’s voice came through the speaker.“How you doing, man?”“I’m fine, bro.”My pussy made a wet, filthy sound as he pulled almost all the way out and pushed back in. I slapped a hand over my mouth, eyes wide.Marcus paused.“What are you doing? What’s that sound?”Ethan didn’t miss a beat.“You know, man. It’s pound town time.”Marcus laughed.“You nasty nigga, what the fuck?”“You know how this shit goes.”Ethan thrust into me even slower, deeper. I moaned against my palm, shocked that he could sound so normal while he stretched me open.Marcus cleared his throat.“I called because my mom’s not picking up. Can you check on her? Make sure she’s good.”Ethan looked straight into my eyes.“Alright man, I’m sure she’s good. I’ll upda
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