(LANCE)
We barely escaped the blockade.
I gunned the Harley through a narrow gap between two burning cars, bullets sparking off the exhaust pipe as we roared into the darkness. Eliona clung to me like her life depended on it, her naked body pressed tight against my back, leather cut flapping wildly in the wind, her thighs slick with my c*m.
Ten minutes later, I pulled into an abandoned riverside warehouse — one of the old Black Unicorn safe houses that hadn’t been compromised yet. The moment the bike stopped, I dragged her off, pushed her against the cold metal wall, and dropped to my knees.
I buried my face between her thighs, devouring her c*m-filled p***y like a man possessed. My tongue f****d deep into her while I sucked her swollen c**t, tasting myself mixed with her.
“Sleep, bab
