Jaxon carried Nadia to the bedroom like she weighed nothing. One thick arm hooked under her knees, the other wrapped around her back, fingers digging into the soft flesh just below her ribs. Her red ass rested against his forearm, every step sending fresh stings through the swollen skin. Cum still leaked from her pussy in slow, warm trickles, smearing across his hoodie and dripping onto the hallway floor in fat, clear drops.

He kicked the bedroom door open. Dropped her onto the king mattress face-down. She landed with a soft bounce, legs splaying wide, ass up, cheeks still glowing crimson and radiating heat. The handprints were vivid now, bright...