(LANCE)
The underground garage of Bistros Global Tower was a war zone of flickering lights and distant gunfire. I didn’t wait for the elevator. I dragged Eliona into the reinforced service stairwell, slammed her back against the concrete wall on the second-floor landing, and ripped her leather skirt up to her waist.
“No time for gentle,” I growled, spinning her around and bending her over the metal railing. “I need every f*****g hole tonight.”
I spat on my hand, slicked my c**k, and pushed the thick head against her tight little asshole. She gasped sharply as I forced my way in, inch by brutal inch, stretching her virgin back hole while my c*m from earlier still leaked from her p***y.
“f**k… so tight,” I snarled, burying myself to the balls in her ass. I started f*****g her hard and de
