Ross picked up the phone on the first ring, his voice calm but laced with a dangerous edge.
"I know. I'll be there. If they so much as touch a strand of your hair, there's going to be hell to pay. See you soon, Maya."
Without waiting for a response, he ended the call, leaving Maya staring at the dead line in stunned silence.
In the basement of the hotel, Nico's laughter erupted as Ross's voice echoed through the room, having been put on speaker.
"What the fuck! Does that cocky bastard even know where we are?!" He doubled over, clutching his stomach as his gang joined in, their mocking laughter filling the air.
For several minutes, the room was filled with their jeers and howls of amusement.
But when Nico finally straightened, his laughter faded, replaced by a gleam of sadistic anticipation in his eyes.
He turned his attention back to Maya, his gaze crawling over her like a predator sizing up its next meal.
"Well," Nico said, his grin returning, "we'll give the arrogant prick one hour. If he doesn't show up by then..." He licked his lips, his voice dropping into a sinister chuckle. "Hehehe, then it's party time in here."
The gang erupted into cheers and crude jokes, their excitement palpable as they began passing around bottles of cheap liquor, toasting to what they assumed would be an easy victory.
Nico leaned back against the wall, sipping from a flask as he watched his men revel, his eyes never straying far from Maya.
The clock was ticking, and Nico was in no rush. For him, the waiting only made the inevitable more enjoyable.
***
"Is there... ahhh... something... ohhh... wrong... hmmm... with... haaah... Maya?" Mary gasped out between moans, her words fractured by the waves of pleasure coursing through her body.
She was perched atop Ross, her thighs quivering as she rode him with increasing fervor.
Her voice was a mix of concern and unrestrained lust, though her focus remained firmly on the man beneath her.
Mary had woken up again thirty minutes earlier, not to the pangs of hunger but to a far more carnal craving.
The heat pooling in her core had been impossible to ignore.
Without hesitation, she'd reached out to touch Ross, and the moment her fingers wrapped around his cock, it had sprung to life, growing hard and heavy in her hand.
She hadn't wasted a second. Before Ross could say a word, she had straddled him, guiding his thick length into her slick, needy pussy.
The sensation of being filled so completely had her gasping in ecstasy.
Her pussy stretched around him perfectly, and she knew she was teetering on the edge of addiction.
Ross's cock wasn't just satisfying—it was everything she didn't know she'd been missing.
"It's just a minor inconvenience," Ross replied nonchalantly, his voice steady despite the way her tight walls clenched around him.
He ran his hands lazily down her sides, his touch firm but relaxed, as if he had all the time in the world. "Nothing to worry about."
In truth, Ross wasn't concerned in the slightest. Maya could handle herself. Those idiots wouldn't be able to harm her even if they tried.
She was practically invincible now, stronger than Wonder Woman, though Ross had no intention of explaining the reasons behind her newfound abilities—not yet, anyway.
He'd reveal that secret when it suited him and not before.
For now, he had more immediate concerns. Specifically, the gorgeous woman riding him like her life depended on it.
Mary's moans grew louder, her movements more desperate, as Ross's hands wandered up to her breasts.
He cupped her full mounds, his thumbs brushing over her sensitive nipples before leaning forward to capture one in his mouth.
The sensation sent shivers down Mary's spine, her head falling back as she cried out in ecstasy.
"Hmmmmm... that feels so good, Ross! You're amazing! Ahhh..." she whimpered, her voice trembling with raw pleasure.
Ross smirked against her skin, his teeth grazing her nipple just enough to make her shiver.
His lips moved to the other breast, sucking and nipping with the same practiced precision that had her melting under his touch.
Mary couldn't believe how incredible she felt. Every roll of her hips, every thrust, and every bite Ross delivered seemed to push her closer to the edge.
She doubled her efforts, her body moving with an elegance and rhythm that made her look like a goddess in the throes of passion.
Her movements were mesmerizing, a perfect blend of grace and raw intensity, as if she were performing an erotic dance meant only for Ross.
Her hands rested on his chest, her fingers curling into the hard muscles beneath as she rode him with increasing fervor.
Ross, ever the picture of calm dominance, reclined beneath her like a king, his hands firmly gripping her waist to guide her rhythm.
His eyes roamed over her body, taking in the way her breasts bounced with every movement, the way her head tilted back in pure bliss, and the way her lips parted with each moan.
"You're a good girl. You have awakened your inner slut. I love it. You're more than beautiful at this very second," Ross murmured, his voice low and rough, a hint of amusement in his tone as he watched her lose herself to the pleasure.
Mary's hips bucked harder at his words, her pace quickening as she chased her release.
The heat between them was palpable, their breaths mingling as she leaned forward, her lips seeking his in a desperate kiss.
Ross obliged, his tongue teasing hers as his hands roamed her body, his touch igniting sparks wherever it landed.
Time seemed to blur for Mary as she surrendered completely to Ross.
She was vaguely aware of the sweat glistening on her skin, the sound of their bodies moving together, and the overwhelming pleasure building in her cunt.
She felt like she was on the verge of exploding, her entire world narrowing to the man beneath her and the sensations he was drawing from her.
"Your cock is so hard, Ross! So big, hard, and long—and so fat! I want your cock inside me forever!" Mary cried out, her voice trembling with raw desire.
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