His hands gripped my ass with both hands now, holding me up as he started fucking me with deep, powerful strokes, bouncing me up and down on his cock like I weighed nothing. Every downward thrust drove him impossibly deeper, his cock hitting my G-spot with brutal precision, sending sparks of ecstasy shooting through my entire body. The wet, obscene slap of skin on skin filled the small bathroom, mixing with my helpless moans and his low, animalistic growls.

I ran my hands through his hair, gripping it tightly as he fucked me, my moans turning into desperate, broken cries.

“Fuck—Malakai—your cock is so deep,” I gasped, pulling his hair...