Joe's voice barely wavered as he answered the warden, but inside, I was a mess of nerves and fire. His c**k was still buried deep in my wet p***y, throbbing against my walls, and the way he held my gaze... dark, unyielding, told me he wasn't about to stop.
My heart hammered in my chest, a wild drumbeat mixing with the slick sounds of our bodies still connected. The warden's knock came again, sharper this time, but Joe just rolled his hips slow, a teasing grind that made my c**t pulse against his pelvis. I bit my lip hard to stifle a whimper, my bound hands twisting uselessly behind my back.
'Everything alright in there, Hayes?' the warden barked, his voice muffled through the heavy door.
'Yeah, just handling a situation,' Joe replied, casual as hell, even as he pulled back an inch and
