My eyes snap open when she uses the heels of her feet to push against my ass, raising herself up. The look on her face is one desperation as she grinds against my cock and I know there’s no point in trying to make this last forever.
I walk forward, slamming her back into the wall, much too roughly. Her nails dig into the back of my neck, the bit of pain setting me off. I thrust up into her, hammering her into the wall as we both chase our own orgasms.
I shouldn’t be doing this.
I bring my thumb to her clit, circling the nub and she cries out. I continue to batter into her and when she comes it’s with a muffled moan, her body tightening up and when her pussy milks my cock, I can’t hold back anymore. Warmth floods me as I cum inside of her. Her arm wraps around my back and I place my head against the wall next to her, the coolness a contrast to how hot my body feels.
“Well, isn’t this cozy.”
I don’t have to turn around to know who it is, I’d know that voice even if I was deaf. Yet, I still do. I lower Winter down first, waiting until her feet are firmly planted on the ground. I don’t allow myself to look down, knowing my cum has to be leaking out of her.
I finally turn around.
When Maximo’s angry gaze meets mine, I realize Winter may have dodged a bullet earlier but we’re both about to be shot up.