Twenty minutes of Damien's mind-blowing rhythm and she couldn't take any more. She was screaming loud enough at this point that anyone in the building afterhours would likely think she was being stabbed. She had lost count of her smaller orgasms an eternity ago and she needed something more to facilitate the massive, earth-shattering orgasm she knew was building up somewhere inside.

"Oh you wanna be my goddamn whore?" he growled. "My whores can take a fucking load."

"Then fucking cum in me," she gasped without hesitation. "I want your fucking cum."

She meant it too. Right then and there there was nothing she wanted more than she wanted to...