Sky couldn’t breathe.
Her face was buried in melted frosting. Her cheek was pressed against what used to be an elegant vanilla tier cake, now flattened under her trembling body.
Her lips were sticky. Her t**s were smeared with buttercream. Crumbs clung to her sweat-slicked chest. Her back arched into the air, her ass raised, thighs trembling, c*m leaking from her overstretched p***y.
She was a ruined feast.
And Xavier?
He stood behind her, c**k throbbing, glistening with a mix of frosting, spit, and his own c*m. His chest rose and fell like a beast who hadn’t had enough. Not even close.
His hand grabbed her hip, fingers digging into the flesh with bruising force. The other fisted her hair, lifting her face just enough to hear the thick, wet sound of her own moans echoing off the ba
