The Boss’s Slút Games (7)
Vincent’s POV
She shattered beneath me, pússy clenching and pulsing as wave after wave of pleasure tore through her. Her body trembled, cries raw, but I didn’t stop. I wanted more. I needed more.
I pulled out, c**k slick with her juices.
“On your knees,” I said. “Show me that tight little ass.”
She obeyed with her ass up and ready for more. I slapped both cheeks, watching the red bloom under my palm.
“Beg.”
“Please,” she moaned. “f**k my ass, Vincent. Make me scream.”
I didn’t hesitate. I lined up and pushed in, feeling her stretch slow and tight around me. She let out a guttural moan when I bottomed out.
“f**k, you feel good,” I groaned, gripping her hips as I started to move.
Her cries grew louder with every thrust. She wasn’t just taking it—she was hu
