Sophia’s back arched off the silk sheets as Victor thrust into her with powerful, punishing strokes. The villa bedroom echoed with the wet slap of skin and her loud, unrestrained moans. Victor had her legs pushed back nearly to her shoulders, folding her in half as he drove his thick c**k deep into her p***y.
“f**k—harder, Daddy!” Sophia cried, nails raking down his back.
Victor growled, sweat dripping from his silver hair onto her breasts. He pounded her relentlessly, the headboard slamming against the wall. “Take every inch, you greedy little whore.”
He wrapped one hand around her throat, squeezing just enough to make her eyes roll back. Sophia loved the edge—the way pain and pleasure blurred together. She was on the verge of another orgasm when both their phones buzzed on the nightst
