The neon lights of the city blurred through the rain-slicked window of the penthouse, but the heat inside had nothing to do with the weather. I watched him-Marcus, my ex's best friend-standing by the mahogany bar. He didn't know yet that my heart was a jagged ruin, or that I planned to use his body to grind the remains of my old life into dust.
"You look... different tonight," Marcus murmured, his eyes tracking the way my silk dress clung to my curves.
I didn't answer with words. I walked over, the fabric whispering against my thighs, and guided his hand directly to the source of my heat. I was already pussy dripping, the slick moisture soaking into the silk, marking him as my first victim. My pussy shape was perfectly outlined under the thin material, a plump invitation he couldn't ignore.
"I don't want to talk, Marcus. I want to feel," I breathed, pulling his face down to mine.
I led him to the oversized leather sofa. I stripped slowly, revealing my breasts' shape-full, heavy, and tipped with dark, aching nipples that pebbled instantly in the cool air. He groaned, his hands trembling as he fumbled with his belt. When he finally broke free, his dick shape was thick and pulsing, a heavy vein throbbing along the length.
I didn't waste time. I pushed him back and dropped to my knees. The licking and frolicking began with slow, deliberate strokes of my tongue, tasting the salt and the pre-cum. I moved into deep oral, my throat tightening around him, rhythmic and wet. The sucking sounds filled the quiet room, a messy, desperate symphony.
When I finally mounted him, sliding down until my pussy swallowed his entire length, the friction was electric. I arched my back, showing off my body figure as I rode him with a frantic, vengeful energy. Every thrust was a strike against the man who broke me.
"Look at me," I commanded, feeling the build-up. My internal muscles clamped tight. The sensation was overwhelming-a floodgate opening. I felt the first rush of a squirt, a hot spray hitting the leather beneath us as I climaxed.
He followed a second later, a heavy creampie filling me, the warm cum overflowing and trickling down my inner thighs. As I collapsed against his chest, I didn't feel love. I felt power
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