“Ooooooh!” Her eyes widened, her body shook, and her toes curled. “Xavieeeeerrrrr!”
A growl thundered from his mouth. “Permission to speak.”
“Yes, got damn it!”
“Who is Xavier, Dahlia?”
Corinne’s eyes rolled to the back of her head; she was still trying to recover from the vibration in her ass. Her body trembled, her ears tingled, and she gripped Xavier’s shoulders tight, her nails digging so roughly she could draw blood at any moment.
“Fuck!” She tossed her head back, gritted her teeth, then lunged at his mouth. Their lips crashed together, stinging the deeper they sucked, pulled, bit, and tugged at their tongues.
Slap!
A shower of chills coursed over Corinne’s body from his ass strike, and it seemed to intensify the vibration in her ass.
She drew from his lips on an intake of breath. “Shit!”
Her teeth chattered, her mind reeling, making her oblivious to their movement. Xavier strolled to the cloud, turned, sat on the top, then pressed the same button on his band, and the cloud ascended with them.
“Pharoah….” She blinked, staring at him, and he pulled the dress over her head, tossing it to the side. “Respond to me for the rest of the night.”
“How do you feel, Dahlia?”
A whimper fell from her lips. “This ass…” her eyes rolled. “I mean… whatever this fuck is in my ass will make me come….” She stuttered. “Or something.”
Xavier smirked, holding back a laugh. “Is that a problem, Dahlia?”
“No. But… I want your dick in my mouth.”
She pushed his shoulders, and he dropped back to his elbows. But it was then that she noticed they were floating feet away from the ceiling on a sizeable cotton-shaped cloud. Corinne’s eyes widened, and her heart picked up speed.
“What the hell?”
It was the walls that lit up first. Murals of skyscraper buildings covered the entire room, and when the floor they’d just left illuminated, streets, boulevards, traffic, and corner shops were a three-D image that appeared so authentic, she could reach out and touch them.
“How is this possible?”
“Anything is possible at The Den.”
Her eyes went back to Xavier and her brows arched. “That sounds like something Daniella would say.”
He smirked and reached for a different band on his other bicep, and when he pressed inside, the vibration in her ass increased.
“Oooooooooh!” She trembled. “Pharoah.”
He grabbed her and lifted her to lie on top of him in the middle of the cloud. Corinne scrambled to his side, on her knees, where her eyes caught sight of a pair of nipple clamps. She grabbed them and snapped one on each of his nipples, drawing a dark snarl that traveled from his gut to his lips.
Corinne shut her eyes. “Ah….” Her pussy was wet and gushing as the vibrator moved inside her anus. A simple twist of the thread on his loincloth and Corinne shoved the material to the side in a rush. His dick whipped into the air, smacking her across the face, the mouth, pattering her lips over and over.
“Shiiiiit!”
Her nipples hardened, aroused by the stinging sensations.
“Oh, ssssss. Xav—Pharoah.” Corinne opened her mouth and chased his wagging stiff dick—with her tongue hanging and gut clenched.
She grabbed his erection with both hands, sucking him in a long, succulent slurp. A dark rumble fled from him, and she jerked him from the base of his dick, meeting her hand in the middle of his shaft with her sliding tongue.
“Mmmmmmm.” Her mouth popped as she smacked, sucking, bobbing, hungry to devour the length of him.