He walked into the bathroom like he owned the place. He smelled of sweat, pent-up sex, a dominant wolf ready to mark his territory. I barely had time to turn around before his hands pinned me against the sink, his chest pressed to my back, growling in my ear. He didn’t ask for permission. He didn’t need to. He fucked me with a force that made the tiles crack.
His thrusts were wild, feral, and every time he looked at me through the mirror’s reflection, I knew I wouldn’t leave that bathroom without shaking. My moans got lost in the steam, and the sound of his balls slapping against me filled the room. There was no rush, no mercy... just raw, burning lust.
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