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Chapter 52 - Action

Durren stroked his cock hard while he watched from the chair. His eyes stayed fixed on the bed where Mike drove into Vanessa again and again. Broken moans spilled from Vanessa’s mouth and filled the room.

She called Mike’s name again and again, each thrust breaking apart as her voice grew more strained. The sound seemed to fill the room, rising and falling with her uneven breathing along with her huge globes, until there was barely any space left for silence.

From his place nearby, Durren watched her closely. He had never seen Vanessa so completely overwhelmed by the pleasure. The composure she usually carried so easily was gone; her breathing was ragged, her body tense, and every sound escaped her without restraint. What struck him most was the rawness in her voice unfiltered and unfamiliar, as though she had forgotten everything except the person in front of her.

Durren rose from the chair and moved toward the side of the bed, his attention fixed on the scene before him.

Mike showed no sign of slowing. His movements remained relentless, driven by the unusual stamina his training and the system had given him. There was none of the hesitation or fatigue Durren might have expected; Mike seemed capable of maintaining the same punishing rhythm indefinitely.

Vanessa appeared completely overwhelmed by the intensity of the moment. Her composure had vanished, replaced by irregular breathing and involuntary movements. Yet even as she struggled to catch her breath, she kept urging Mike onward.

Her voice repeatedly broke beneath the effort, the words dissolving into breathless sounds. She dragged in air in short, desperate pulls, each breath rougher than the last, while Durren stood beside the bed and watched the transformation unfold.

Durren reached down and pulled the blindfold off her eyes. Vanessa blinked up and found his hard cock right above her face. She lifted her head and gave it a long lick, but Mike’s strong strokes kept swinging her body back and forth on the mattress. She could not hold still long enough to take him properly into her mouth.

Mike glanced toward Durren, his expression hard to read in the dim light. For a moment, he said nothing. Then his voice cut through the room—low, rough, and edged with urgency.

“Open the cuffs.”

Durren looked at him, then at the restraints, understanding immediately. The command hung in the air between them, followed by a brief silence as neither man moved.

Durren didn’t hesitate. He reached for the cuffs and worked the locks with quick, practiced movements. One by one, the cuffs came free with a sharp metallic click, the sound cutting through the room’s heavy silence.

He stepped back as the last one opened, leaving the freed restraints hanging loosely from the bed.

The instant her wrists were free, Mike stepped forward and slid his arms beneath her. With one decisive movement, he lifted her from the bed. Vanessa let out a startled moan as the mattress dropped away beneath her, and for a moment she clung to him, caught off guard by the sudden change.

He carried her across the room toward the enormous window. Cool glass met her back as he eased her against it, the contrast making her shiver. Beyond the window, the darkness stretched across the night, turning the glass into a vast, black mirror.

Vanessa instinctively tightened her hold around him, her legs drawing close as she steadied herself in his arms.

Mike started thrusting upward with even more force. His hands rolled up and down her back while his hips drove her shoulders down against the glass each time he pushed in. The hard angle let him go deep. Every upward thrust lifted his own ankles off the floor for a second.

He never let the pace falter. Minute after minute passed, the relentless rhythm continuing without a pause, until a full twenty minutes had slipped by and he still showed no sign of slowing.

Vanessa came three times against the glass.

Her sex drive stayed high and she kept meeting his thrusts even after the orgasms. Durren stood close by and stroked himself through it all. He had already finished at least twice. Now he wrapped Vanessa’s wet, dirty panties around his cock and used the soaked fabric to keep pumping his hand.

Mike finally reached the edge.

A loud groan left his throat as the first pulses of cum began to fill Vanessa. He carried her straight back to the bed and dropped both of them onto the mattress without pulling out. He kept stroking inside her in short, deep thrusts, pushing every last drop as far in as he could.

Only when he was completely empty did he ease his cock out and drop onto the bed beside her. Both of them lay there breathing hard, bodies slick and spent.

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