Xavier dragged his pants up slow, his cock still fat, still twitching, sticky with the mess she’d wrung out of him.

The fabric barely contained him. His thighs were slick, his abs streaked with frosting and spit, his chest bruised where her mouth had sucked him raw.

And fuck, he looked wrecked.

Sky sat there like a queen in his chair. Naked. Gleaming. Her thighs still spread, her pussy swollen and leaking with his cum, her lips shiny from frosting and filth.

Her hair was wild. Her eyes were untamed. She looked like she’d just fucked the devil and still wanted dessert.

Xavier grabbed her chin and kissed her again,...