Vesper's POV

“Let it all out, darling,” I said, looking at him through the mirror in front of us. A smirk settled on my face because I finally got to watch him break.

Thick ropes of come painted his chest, splattered the sink, coated his flexing abs, and ran in messy trails down his trembling thighs. But I didn’t slow. I kept pounding into him with deep, punishing strokes, my thick cock kept stretching his pink rim.

“That’s one,” I hissed. “You will give me more before I fill you up. Hold onto the handle, pup. It’s about to get real.” I shifted my angle to nail his prostate with...