Wrecked by my enemy
But every slap of skin, every deep thrust, every filthy word whispered in his ear chipped away at the denial.
The stranger flipped him onto his back without pulling out. He hooked Elias’s legs over his shoulders, folding him in half, and drove in even deeper. The new angle made Elias see stars. The stranger’s hand never stopped working his cock, thumb rubbing over the head on every upstroke.
“Come on,” the stranger rasped, voice rough with effort. “Give me one more. I want to feel you fall apart around me again.”
Elias shook his head, tears soaking the blindfold. “Can’t. Too much.”
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