Chapter Four: Done Deeds

Liana sinks to her knees on the plush rug, her trembling hands still wrapped tightly around Marco’s thick, throbbing shaft, his veins pulsing hot beneath her palms.

Her tear streaked face tilts up to him, with her wet and clumped lashes, lips swollen and glistening with spit and pre cum. “Please,” she whimpers, her voice cracking with raw desperation, “please fuck me. I need it so badly I can’t breathe.”

Marco’s grin is slow and wicked, eyes dark ...