I had lost the feel of time but the only reoccurring thought that came to my mind was the feeling of finally getting my revenge back in the most gruesome way.
I fucked him deep, rolling strokes — slow and punishing, making sure he felt owned.
I leaned down and captured Ghost's mouth in a messy kiss, tasting myself on his tongue from earlier.
One hand wrapped around his throat, squeezing hard.
"Going to fill your guts again," I promised between thrusts. "You want my DNA buried in you? Don't you."
Ghost nodded frantically, voice wrecked. "Yes— please— "
My pace turned brutal. I hammered into his ass, the wet slap of our bodies echoed in the confined space.
Ghost's prostate was assaulted relentlessly until his whole body convulsed in a shattering orgasm — cumming and squirting at the same time, spurting weakly after series of intense climax.
