Adrian’s drunk flirting had been a slow burn all night, but Vinx wasn’t one to wait around. As a sharp-tongued architect with dreads that framed her fierce gaze, she snapped the moment they hit the bedroom. She shoved him against the wall, her body strong and unyielding. “You think that smooth talk gets you anywhere, pretty boy?” she teased, voice dripping with wit. Adrian grinned, horny already. “Only if it lands me this close to you, firecracker.” Their mouths crashed together, messy and desperate. Vinx’s hands roamed hard, gripping his ass as she ground against him. “God, your cock is already straining,” she muttered, feeling him hard through his pants. Adrian panted, “And your pussy’s wet and dripping for it—care to deny that?” She laughed sharply, not submissive in the least. “Keep talking and I’ll make you beg.” She dropped to her knees for a blowjob that left him sweating and gasping. “Vinx—fuck, that mouth.” She pulled back, eyes blazing. “Your turn to shut up and feel.” Thrown onto the bed, they stripped in a frenzy. Vinx climbed atop, guiding his hard cock into her dripping pussy. They moved with frantic heat, her riding him strong and commanding while he gripped her ass. “You’re gonna cum so hard,” Adrian groaned. Vinx panted, “Not before you do, smartass.” Bodies slick with sweat, they climaxed together in an explosive rush, cum spilling as she collapsed atop him, both panting from the release.
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