The footsteps stopped right outside our door. Jake’s voice mumbled something—probably on his phone—as Maxton stayed buried balls-deep inside me, his massive ten-inch cock throbbing like a heartbeat against my stretched walls. My ass clenched around him involuntarily, milking him, begging for the load I knew was right there on the edge.

“Shhh,” Maxton breathed against my ear, his voice low and rough, but his hips gave one slow, filthy grind, stirring his cock deep in my guts. The wet squelch was obscene in the quiet room. “Don’t make a sound.”

I bit my lip hard enough to draw blood, tears of overwhelming pleasure leaking from my eyes. Being pinned...