CHAPTER 4

JAYDEN

My body jolted when he finally pulled out, a sharp drag leaving me empty. I gasped, shaking, and felt it—hot, thick, dripping out of me in strings. My thighs trembled as the mess clung and stretched, slicking my skin. I barely had time to catch my breath when his hand gripped my chin, forcing me to look at him.

“Look at that—” his voice was low, taunting, thick with hunger. His eyes flicked down between my legs where cum smeared my thighs. “You’re dripping like a ruined little slut.”

I whimpered, trying to close my legs, but he snapped his fingers, yanking me back open.

“You think...