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She stretches her mouth open, inviting me in. I step closer, feeding her just the tip of my cock.

“Suck the head, darling. Don’t take it all yet.”

Penelope closes her lips around me, sucking slow and wet, her tongue teasing with sloppy little kisses. She doesn’t push further, and I’m grateful but barely hanging on as it is.

“Fuck… fuck… Pen… fuck…” The words spill out, ragged and broken, as she unravels me piece by piece.

She swirls her tongue around the head of my cock, licking and sucking with a filthy precision that threatens to shred what’s left of my sanity.

Her head tilts, lazy and deliberate, before she takes me deep, swallowing me into the tight hollow of her throat.

The suction pulls a groan from me, and I reach down, snagging a fistful of her hair. I twist it around my arm, pulling hard.

She gasps, my cock slipping free as her eyes snap wide—wild, alive, brimming with lust and something feral beneath it.

“What?” she stammers, voice low and melodic, dripping with a dangerous edge. “Do you want me to stop? Did I fuck it up?”

“God, no!” The words pour out of me, barely coherent through the haze of need frying my brain.

I don’t hesitate, this one truth cuts through the chaos.

I can’t let her stop. Hell, she’s too damn good at this; it’d be a sin if she pulled away now.

I’d unravel, collapse, fucking die if she left me hanging.

“You didn’t do a damn thing wrong. Just… go slower. I’ve missed you too much. If you move too fast, I’ll explode in that pretty mouth.”

“I want you to come in my mouth this time,” she purrs, voice soft but dripping with a filthy, eager edge. Her eyes lock on mine, molten brown, blazing with raw want as she licks her lips, slow and deliberate. “Fuck my mouth so hard and then come inside it?”

“Yes,” I growl, my pulse thumping wild, echoing in my ears. “I’m gonna fuck your mouth. Rough, Pen—real fucking rough. You’re swallowing it all when I’m done.”

Her smile twists, feverish and dripping with sin. “Like I said, tonight’s all yours, Adriano. Whatever gets you off… I’ll do it. I’m your goddamn plaything.”

Her words hit like a match to gasoline, scorching hot, especially with her still kneeling there, bare and devoted. “Then put my cock back in your mouth.”

She dives in, kissing the tip with a wet, sloppy suck, her lips smearing the precum before she swallows me deep.

I grab the back of her head, fingers knotting in her messy hair, tugging at the roots, and thrust hard, slamming into her throat.

She gags loud, a choked, wet sound, her eyes watering fast, tears streaking down her cheeks, but I don’t ease up. I told her it’d be rough.

I pump faster, brutal, the slick, obscene slurp of me fucking her mouth filling the room, loud and primal, bouncing off the cracked walls.

I’m gone. My hands hold the back of her head, pumping into her like a man possessed.

“Open wider, baby… oh, fucking hell… that’s it…

take it all,” I rasp and press her head down firm with both hands, forcing her lips to stretch around me, her jaw trembling.

“Fuck, yes… oh, Penelope…” Her name rips out, desperately, the head of my cock jamming against the back of her throat, over and over, relentless.

She moans around me, the sound buzzing hot through my shaft, vibrating up my spine, and I feel it swell. A thick vein pulsing hard along my length.

“You’re so fucking good at this, Pen,” I snarl, my hand holding tight strands of her hair as I shove her down harder, her nose brushing my pelvis, spit dripping thick down her chin, pooling downwards.

Her hands clutch my thighs, nails sinking into the denim, leaving crescent marks I’ll feel later, and she hums again, a low, needy sound, her eyes fluttering half-shut, lashes clumped with tears, like she’s drowning in it and loving every second.

I lose it, thrusting savage and fast, my hips snapping, the wet smack of her lips and the choke of her breath driving me insane.

“Penelope—fuck, Penelope!” I sing her name loud, echoing rough as the heat explodes, and I come hard, spilling thick and hot down her throat.

I press her head down tight, locking her there, my cock pulsing as she chokes, her throat working fast to swallow, gulping it all down.

Her body jerks, a muffled whimper escaping, spit and cum leaking from the corners of her mouth, and I groan deep, shuddering, riding it out until my legs shake and I’m empty.

I pull out slowly, her lips red and swollen, glistening wet, a thin, sticky strand of spit and cum stretching between us as she gasps, inhaling hard.

She stares up at me, wrecked and wild, tears streaking her flushed face, her tongue darting out to lick the mess off her lips, those fierce brown eyes never leaving mine.

“Get up!”

I drag her to her feet, spin her around, and slam my still hard dick inside her pussy with no warning. She cries out, a sharp yelp of pain at the brutal force, but soon she melts, matching my rhythm.

She’s soaked, her slick heat coating me, and it’s like a switch flips. I don’t just come alive, I fucking burn for her, a fire that could torch everything we’ve built.

“Faster,” she begs, trembling in my arms, voice cracking with desperation. “Please, go faster… deeper.”

“You feel incredible,” I rasp, my breath hot against her skin.

“Say it again… please…”

I pound into her harder, faster, shoving us both toward the abyss. “You are incredible. I want to be near you, inside you, every goddamn second, Pen. You’re fucking delicious—my own personal drug.”

“Oh… oh… harder, baby… right there… you fuck me so good…”

Her words snap me apart. I spill deep inside her, grunting as I bury my face in her neck, kissing and sucking the sweat-slicked skin.

She screams out, her own release crashing through her, our bodies locked in a twisted, ecstatic mess.

I bite her neck again, harder this time, knowing it’ll bloom into a hickey by morning.

I don’t care. I need to mark her, claim her as mine, forever etched into her flesh. A quiet part of me wonders if that mark will mean more than either of us can handle come daylight.