Sinful Seduction
Lightning flashed, illuminating them both: Elena tall and feral, cock jutting obscene and proud; Liana bent over, dripping rain and arousal in equal measure.
Elena didn’t use lube. She didn’t need to. One brutal thrust and she buried herself to the hilt. Liana screamed, fingers scrabbling for purchase on the slick marble. Elena gripped her hips hard enough to bruise and set a punishing rhythm, every stroke slamming Liana’s thighs into the edge of the island.
“You think you own me?” Elena snarled between thrusts. “You think you get to show up here and demand anything?”
“No,” Liana gasped. “Fuck, no, I just—”
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