MIA

Elias had me bent over the balcony railing, naked except for the streaks of paint still drying on my skin. City lights flickered below while the wind whipped across my tits and belly. He thrust into me hard from behind, one hand fisted in my hair, the other clamped over my mouth.

"Let them watch," he growled against my ear. "How beautifully your stepbrother claims you."

I moaned into his palm, the sound muffled. My pussy clenched around him with every deep stroke. The railing dug into my hips but I pushed back anyway, chasing the stretch. Paint smeared between us, blue and crimson transferring onto his chest and...