“That’s it,” he grunted. “You’re gonna come, aren’t you?”

She gritted her teeth, refusing to say it.

Just a little more…

Willow stopped and she let out a ridiculous whine. “What are you…? What’s wrong?”

He grinned, still fully dressed and wearing his fuckboy hat. “Say you want my cock.”

She shook her head, tears welling in her eyes again.

“Fine.” He backed away, dick in hand. “No more for you. I’ll come like this.”

He pumped himself slowly, his free hand cupping his balls. He looked huge, purple-red, and perfect. She wanted to touch him, to feel that velvet-hard shaft, but not as much as she wanted him back between her legs, bringing her home. Her body was shaking, angry at the lack of stimulation. She let out another whine.

"You want something?” he panted.

“I…”

“Hurry up, bitch. I’m gonna nut soon.”

With the condom on, she wouldn’t even get to see him finish. She moaned miserably. “Can you…?”

“Yes?”

“Can you please give me your cock?”

His smile was so smug he could have been on breakfast television. “Spread your legs.”

She did as she was told and he slid inside her again. Eden moaned, both happy and disgusted with herself as he pumped deep. He wove a hand through her hair, pulling it tight. “I had to pay you at the start, but your whore instincts are taking over now, aren’t they?”

“Yes,” she gasped. “Please make me come?”

“Maybe. What’ll you give me for it?”

“I… anything.”

He reached forward and pinched her nipple. “How about money?”

“I… What do you mean?”

He slowed his thrusts, making her whine and jerk her hips. He gripped her, holding her fast and blocking all stimulation. “How about I make you come, then I walk away with all the money I brought with me?”

“No!”

He withdrew from her cunt and everything between her legs screamed in protest. For the second time that night, she wondered if this was what it was like to be a horny man. Willing to sacrifice everything just to come. Willow spanked her hard. “I’m waiting, Jenna.”

There was nothing for it. She closed her eyes. “Fuck me.”

“I can’t hear you.”

“Fuck me!”

With a chuckle that filled her with spitting rage, Sloan shoved his cock where she needed it most. He battered her pussy, pounding as though to make up for lost time. The condom snagged and he swore, spitting in his hand and rubbing himself slick.

Take it off! Come inside me, you evil fuck!