Sky collapsed in Xavier’s arms like a ragdoll, her body twitching, pussy still quivering with aftershocks, leaking thick ropes of cum from between her swollen, overstretched lips.

Her thighs were soaked, slick, sticky, and glistening under the low limo lights. Her skin was flushed, feverish.

Every breath she drew was a broken gasp, every exhale a shattered moan. She was done. Finished. Unconscious, yet still trembling from the brutal way he’d claimed her.

Mascara streaked down her cheeks in black, ruined trails. Her lips were swollen from sucking him, from screaming his name. Her throat? Red, raw, and bruised from choking on his cock like it was her last breath....