The clock above the bar showed well past 3 AM, but Rafe showed no signs of slowing down. Lena was still sprawled across the polished mahogany bar top, legs spread, c*m leaking from her well-f****d p***y. Her body glistened with a mix of sweat, spilled cocktails, and his earlier loads.
Rafe stood between her thighs, his thick c**k still rock hard and glistening. He leaned down and kissed her deeply, tasting whiskey and sin on her tongue.
“You took that first round like a champion,” he murmured, voice rough with lust. “But the night is young. I want every hole tonight. Especially that tight ass.”
Lena shivered with anticipation, her p***y clenching at his words. “Then take it, Rafe. I want you to f**k my ass hard on your bar.”
He helped her off the bar and bent her over it instead, her b
