Lila's modest single-bedroom apartment was dimly lit by a single red-shaded bedside lamp, casting warm, intimate shadows across the rumpled sheets. The air was thick with the scent of sweat, sex, and her vanilla body lotion.
She was riding Fin hard.
Straddling him, her black lace bra pushed down beneath her heavy breasts, the thin straps digging into her shoulders as they bounced with every thrust. Her matching panties were shoved roughly aside, the soaked fabric stretched taut against her thigh. Sheer black stockings clung to her long legs, lace tops pressing deep red marks into her soft flesh.
Smack… smack… smack…
The wet slap of her ass against his hips filled the small room. Lila rolled her hips in greedy circles, taking him to the hilt with every downward thrust. Her tight, slick walls clenched around his thick cock as she rode him shamelessly.
"Ahh… fuck…" she moaned, head tilted back, dark hair cascading down her spine. Sweat glistened on her flushed skin, tracing paths between her bouncing breasts.
Fin gripped her stocking-clad thighs hard enough to bruise, jaw clenched, eyes dark with lust and simmering rage. Every time she slammed down — squish… smack… — her wet heat squeezed him greedily.
Lila leaned forward, breasts pressing heavily against his chest as she ground down harder. "You feel so fucking deep like this," she gasped, voice breaking into a moan. "Nngh… I love how you fill me up…"
She picked up speed, riding him faster. The obscene, wet sounds of her pussy taking his cock grew louder — schlick… smack… squish… — mixing with the creak of the bed and their ragged breathing.
Fin's hands slid to her ass, fingers sinking into the soft flesh as he thrust up to meet her. He was fucking her like he could erase everything — the island, Clara, the rage eating him alive.
Lila's eyes fluttered, lips brushing his ear. "Use me, Fin… Take everything you want…"
She clenched around him deliberately, drawing a low groan from his throat. Her body trembled, shame and dark excitement only making her wetter.
Fin tangled his fingers roughly in her hair and pulled her down harder. Their mouths crashed together in a violent kiss — lips bruised, tongues tangling, teeth biting. A thin trail of blood smeared across their chins as they devoured each other.
Lila's black lace bra was shoved beneath her breasts, nipples hard and sensitive as they rubbed against his chest. Her panties remained pushed aside, soaked and useless. The sheer stockings whispered against the sheets with every brutal thrust.
Smack… smack… squish…
The rougher Fin became, the more her body craved it. She thought back to the scene she had secretly recorded on the yacht — the way he had taken Marianne without mercy. I want him to do that with me, she thought, her eyes sharpening with dark hunger. I want him to lose control.
"Fin…" she gasped between moans, her voice breathy and broken as she rode him harder. "Can I ask you something…?"
Fin's grip on her hips tightened, fingers digging into the soft flesh beneath her black stockings. He thrust up into her roughly, drawing a sharp Ahh! from her throat.
"What…?" he growled, voice low and strained.
Lila leaned down, her lips brushing against his ear as she continued grinding on his cock — squish… smack… — her inner walls fluttering around him.
"Will you really accept Clara… after everything that happened?" she whispered, her breath hot against his skin. "And even if you save her… you know she won't be the same anymore, right? God forbid… but Mike has his way with women. She can't escape it after being with him 24/7…"
Fin's eyes darkened with rage. His hand slid up her back, fingers tangling roughly in her hair as he pulled her down harder onto him. The wet sounds of their bodies colliding grew louder — smack… smack… squish…
"I will save her," he said through gritted teeth, his voice cold and furious. "Not because I still want her… but because it should be me who punishes her. No one else has the right."
Lila moaned softly as he thrust up harder, her heavy breasts bouncing against his chest. She could feel him throbbing inside her, thick and angry.
"So your ego got hurt," she whispered teasingly, her voice breaking into another moan as he hit a particularly deep spot. "That Mike was punishing her… not you…"
Fin's grip in her hair tightened almost painfully. He flipped her onto her back in one swift motion, pinning her beneath him. The black lace of her bra was pushed down beneath her breasts, her panties shoved roughly to the side. Her stockings were still on, the sheer fabric stretched tight around her thighs as he spread her legs wider.
Lila gasped, her back arching as he drove into her harder — thwack… thwack… thwack…
"Why the hell are you asking this now?" he growled, his voice rough as he fucked her with deep, punishing strokes.
Lila's nails raked down his back, leaving red trails. Her legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him deeper as she moaned brokenly.
"Because if you really want to never feel that pain again…" she gasped, her voice trembling with pleasure and something darker, "don't restrain yourself, darling… Let yourself loose. I know you want to be rougher with me… just like you were with Marianne that day…"
She clenched around him deliberately, drawing a low groan from his throat.
"Don't stop yourself…" she whispered, her eyes locked on his. "Let the beast out… Claim me… Hurt me… Remember — Clara chose Mike over you because you were playing it safe…"
Fin's eyes burned with a mix of rage and raw lust. He slammed into her harder — thwack… thwack… thwack… — the bed creaking violently beneath them. Lila cried out, her body shuddering as pleasure and pain mixed together.
"That's it…" she moaned, her voice breaking. "Don't hold back… Give me everything…"
Fin's hand tightened in her hair as he fucked her with brutal, punishing strokes. The black lace of her bra was pushed down beneath her breasts, her panties shoved roughly to the side. Her stockings were still on, the sheer fabric stretched tight around her thighs as he spread her legs wider. Sweat glistened on her flushed skin, her heavy breasts bouncing wildly with every deep thrust.
Smack… smack… squish…
Lila's inner walls clenched greedily around him, slick and hot. Her moans grew louder, more broken — Ahh… ahh… fuck… — as he drove into her without mercy. The pain from his grip and the roughness only made her wetter, her arousal dripping down her thighs and soaking the sheets.
Fin leaned down, biting her neck hard enough to leave another dark mark. Lila arched beneath him, crying out in pleasure.
"You want me to lose control?" he growled against her skin, his voice rough and dangerous. "Then take it."
He suddenly pulled out of her, his cock glistening with her wetness. Lila barely had time to catch her breath before Fin grabbed her hair and pulled her up.
"On your knees," he ordered.
Lila obeyed instantly, sliding off the bed and dropping to her knees in front of him. Her black lace bra was askew, her heavy breasts heaving as she looked up at him with dark, hungry eyes. Her panties were soaked and pushed to the side, her stockings torn slightly at the thighs from his grip.
Fin stood over her, his thick cock throbbing in front of her face. He gripped her hair tighter and pushed the head past her lips.
Lila moaned around him — Mmmph… — taking him deep into her mouth. Her tongue swirled eagerly as she sucked him hard, her cheeks hollowing. The wet, obscene sounds filled the small bedroom.
Slurp… gluck… slurp…
Fin's hand guided her head, fucking her mouth with deep, rough thrusts. Lila's eyes watered, but she didn't pull away. She took him as deep as she could, her throat tightening around him with every push.
"Fuck… just like that," Fin groaned, his voice low and strained. "Take it all."
Lila moaned louder around his cock, the vibration making him throb harder. Her hands gripped his thighs, nails digging into his skin as she let him use her mouth. Saliva dripped from the corners of her lips, running down her chin and onto her heaving breasts.
Fin's breathing grew ragged. He could feel the pressure building fast. He looked down at her — mascara running, lips stretched wide around his cock, eyes looking up at him with dark submission — and the sight pushed him over the edge.
"I'm cumming," he growled.
He held her head in place as his cock pulsed violently. Thick, hot ropes of cum flooded her mouth — spurt… spurt… spurt… — filling her until it spilled from the corners of her lips. Lila moaned around him, swallowing as much as she could, her throat working visibly.
When he finally finished, Fin pulled out with a wet pop. A thick string of cum and saliva connected her swollen lips to the head of his cock. Lila looked up at him, breathing heavily, her mouth open slightly to show him the mess he had made.
She swallowed the rest slowly, a small, satisfied smile curving her cum-smeared lips.
"Better?" she whispered, voice hoarse.
Fin stared down at her, chest heaving, the darkness in his eyes still burning.
"Not even close."
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