Chapter 378 Counter

Stephany's hips rocked in time with his thrusts, her body moving instinctively to maximize every ounce of pleasure.

Ross chuckled darkly, his grip tightening on her hips. "You like that, don't you?" he growled, his voice low and commanding. "You love being fucked like this. Like a bitch in heat."

Stephany's response was a drawn-out moan, her words lost in the haze of ecstasy. Her body burned with desire, every nerve ending alight as she surrendered completely to the moment.

The obscene sounds of their coupling—wet, rhythmic, and utterly lewd—filled the room, mingling with Stephany's cries and Ross's deep groans.

Her pussy juices coated his cock, dripping down and pooling beneath them, a testament to just how much she craved him.

Ross leaned forward, his chest pressing against her back as he drove into her harder, deeper.

"You're perfect, Stephany," he murmured into her ear, his breath hot against her skin.