JESSIE POV
Kira was still trembling on the bench, legs spread, p***y clenching around nothing now that my knot had finally gone down. c*m leaked out of her in thick, white rivulets, mine, dripping down her inner thighs, pooling on the wood beneath her ass. Her cheer skirt was bunched around her waist like a belt, thong torn and useless on the floor. Her face was flushed, mascara streaked from tears and spit, lips swollen from choking on my c**k earlier. She looked wrecked. Beautifully wrecked.
And I wasn’t done.
I stood up slowly, c**k still semi-hard, glistening with her slick and my c*m. I grabbed her by the hair not gentle this time and yanked her upright. She yelped, stumbling to her feet, thighs shaking.
“On your knees again,” I ordered, voice husky and dark. “You don’t get to res
