Ava’s body was still humming from the first intense round of “training” when Kane checked his watch. The target wouldn’t arrive for another forty minutes. His gray eyes darkened with renewed hunger as he looked at her sprawled on the luxurious bed, c*m already leaking from her well-f****d p***y.
“We still have time for more thorough preparation,” he said, voice rough. “On your knees in the middle of the bed. I want those perfect t**s around my cock.”
Ava obeyed eagerly, pushing her full breasts together as Kane knelt in front of her. His thick, veined c**k was already hard again. He poured a generous amount of expensive massage oil from the bedside table between her cleavage, making her skin glisten.
“f**k my t**s, Kane,” she begged. “Use them.”
He slid his heavy c**k between her oiled
