Emma’s eyes widened in pure panic as Mark’s video call rang loudly through the bedroom, the cheerful tone slicing through the heavy, sex-filled air like a blade. Jax’s fresh, thick load was still pouring out of her ruined pussy in slow, sticky globs, soaking the marital sheets beneath her. Her face was a complete disaster mascara streaks running down her temples, drool glistening on her chin, lips swollen and puffy from the brutal throat fucking she’d just endured.

“Answer it,” Jax ordered, his voice low and commanding, laced with cruel amusement. He slapped his heavy, cum-slick cock against her cheek with a wet smack, smearing more mess across her skin....