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Her eyes practically roll back in her head as she stiffens, letting me fuck her holes, her orgasm building.

“Spread your legs wider, Siena,” I order, fucking her steadily as she grips the back of her thighs and opens herself to me. “Look at me. Eyes on me right now, Siena, I want to see your face when you come on my cock and my fingers.”

Obediently, she opens her eyes and anchors her gaze to me, almost like she’s holding on. I’m in awe of how much she trusts me, that she knows I will take her to heights she’s neverexperienced before, even if that means climbing through layers of pain first.

Squeezing her throat, I continue to rub her clit with increasing pressure, curling my fingers inside her to hit her G spot while I push my cock a little deeper into her ass, fucking her harder, faster.

Her lips part and she lifts her head off the table, her eyes widening. She stops breathing and every muscle in her body goes rigid, as I intensify the rhythm. The only sound in the room is the metallic ringing of the table banging repeatedly into the wall.

My girl stiffens, holding her breath as her orgasm edges closer, and I release her throat.

“Breathe, Siena,” I whisper.

She lets go with a gasp and comes hard, her whole body convulsing on the metal table. Her screams sound almost strangled, and her pussy grips my fingers tightly as a rush of wetness drips down my arm.

She throws her head back, banging it against the table and shoves her hips down hard on me, forcing my cock deeper into her ass. I stay inside her, holding her down through the tremors that wrack her body, keeping her full of me until her body quiets.

The look on her face when she meets my gaze is like nothing I’ve ever seen before. I’ve made her come so many times, but this orgasm was clearly next level.

Her cheeks flushed pink, every inch of her body coated in sweat, and her skin still vibrating, she presses her mouth against mine, shaking.

I release her wrists and pull my fingers out of her, snaking my arm underneath her to pull her close to me. Brushing her hair from her face, I gently ease my cock out of her ass. She moans into my mouth as I kiss her.

Her kisses go from shaky to hungry, but I slow her down and pull back. She whimpers, clinging to my neck, refusing to let go.

“Just a second, kitten,” I say softly, extricating myself from her hold.

I go to the sink, grabbing a clean washcloth from the cabinet and wet it with soap and warm water. When I’m done cleaning myself off, I get a second washcloth, wetting it as well, and bring it back to her, gently wiping off Franco’s blood and her cum.

My cock is painfully hard as I rake my gaze over her beautiful body, still glistening with sweat, pausing on her gorgeous tits.

God damn, she is fucking perfect.

I pull her up to standing and kiss her hard, bruising her swollen lips. “Get on your knees. I’m going to fuck that pretty face of yours.”

Her eyes sparkle as she slides down my body until she’s kneeling in front of me on the concrete floor. Her nails scrape down my torso and dig into my thighs.

I groan as she takes a firm grip of the base of my cock and teases me, gently flicking her tongue over the tip as she looks up at me wickedly.

“Open your mouth.”

She obliges, opening wide. I wind her hair around my hand, my other hand on her jaw, pulling it down as I push into the back of her throat. When she gags, I hold her in place, grinding my cock into her. “Such a good whore. Throat full of my cock. Swallow, Siena.”

She tries to do as she’s told and gags, her throat muscles squeezing around my cock. I groan. “Fuck…” I pull out of her mouth and yank her head back so that she’s looking up at me, her mouth wide open. Leaning over her, I spit into her mouth then rub her spit and mine over her wet lips and chin. “Fucking beautiful.”

She moans and runs her hands over her tits, rolling her nipples between her thumbs and forefingers. Her eyes are feral as I rub the head of my cock over her face, and she slides two fingers between her legs.

“Fuck yourself, Siena. Show me how you touch that pussy of mine,” I order and she shifts back, kneeling with her knees spread wide, but I can’t get the view I want.

Roughly, I grab her shoulders and turn her around so that she’s facing away from me, toward Franco’s mutilated corpse hanging on the opposite wall. Keeping her knees wide, she kneels and arches her back, dropping her head back to look up at me, and keeping one hand on her clit while moving the other to my cock.

I groan as she scrapes her nails gently back and forth over my balls, and I push my fingers into her mouth, wetting them with our spit and then stroke my cock. Looking down, I have a perfect view of her tits bouncing as she rubs her clit, and I grab a fistful of her hair and press her face under my cock so I can feel her warm breath on my skin.

“Do you like being my whore, kitten?”

She moans into my balls and the reverberations almost send me over the edge. I reach down and grab her tit, rolling her nipple between my thumb and forefinger. She moans louder like I knew she would, and I stroke myself harder and faster, watching her work her clit on that pretty pussy of hers.

“Put your mouth on my balls right now, Siena.”

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