He eased in and out slowly at first.
We saw—and heard—when he began pressing into her throat. She gagged, hands flying to his hips.
“Hands on your legs,” Rowan snapped.
She obeyed immediately.
I remembered my cigarette just in time, catching the ash on my palm before tipping it into the tray and stubbing it out.
“Rowan said she was malleable,” Alec said.“Question is—how far will she go?”
Rowan held the top of her head and fucked her throat. There was no escape. He was deep—buried in her neck.
The sounds of her struggling were wet, messy, and undeniably beautiful.
“This is what your mouth is for,” Rowan said, snapping his hips forward until the last inches disappeared.“Not for disrespect.”
Her throat rebelled—snot, spit, choking.
“Damn right,” Alec said, making me chuckle.
“You’re not sore about the dad comment, are you?”
“If she were broken in already,” Alec said, checking his phone,“I’d have spanked that arse before riding her over the table.”
He moved closer now, her head resting against the bed as he took her harder.
“Zoom in,” I said.
“I don’t want to risk it—I’m recording,” Alec replied, shifting on the couch.
“Send me a copy.”
“Oh? So you want in?”
“No. Research purposes,” I muttered.
“He’s making a mess of her,” Alec said, as we watched her head bounce between Rowan’s cock and the mattress.
The sound was relentless—flesh against face, balls slapping her chin.
“That’s it, Ella,” Rowan snarled.“Keep that whore mouth open for me.”
He drove into her balls-deep with every thrust. She was doing well—remarkably well.
Heat flushed my cheeks. My cock strained painfully against my jeans.
Rowan was close.
So was I.
“I’ll send it to the group chat,” Alec murmured, eyes never leaving the screen.
“Keep that mouth open,” Rowan growled, pulling free.
He stroked himself, groaning, eyes closed briefly. Ella stayed exactly where she was, gasping, breasts rising and falling.
Rowan’s eyes were open when he came—jets splattering her face. He kept fisting his cock, aiming carefully, crouching to rest the head against her lower lip as more spilled over her skin.
