At dawn, the first rays of sunlight filtered through the curtains, but the two figures tangled in the bathroom couldn't have cared less.
Mabel lay limp on Cyrus' firm chest, utterly drained of energy. That bastard had made her ride him the entire night!
No matter how many times she switched up her moves or tried different positions, Cyrus always found something to complain about. He even mocked her, "Is that all you've got?"
It annoyed Mabel to no end. As pointless as it felt, she couldn't stand being looked down on by Cyrus! And so, stubbornly, she kept going until morning light crept in, determined not to lose.
But now, completely defeated, she could barely muster the strength to fight back. Just as she thought she'd finally get some rest, Cyrus suddenly bucked his hips, drawing a gr
