Mia had always prided herself on her independence, but lately the simplest things set her off—a warm breeze through the window, the hum of the fridge, even folding laundry. Today it was the way her silk robe brushed her nipples while she made coffee, leaving her pussy wet and dripping before she could finish pouring.
"Screw this," she muttered, abandoning the mug and dashing to her room, already horny and panting as she slammed the door. She stripped fast, fingers diving between her legs, circling her clit with desperate need.
Her roommate Alex stumbled in from the hallway, drunk and grinning, catching her mid-moan with two fingers buried deep. "Whoa, Mia—didn't mean to interrupt your... solo project."
She didn't flinch, just arched her back and smirked. "Interrupt? Or join? You've got that look like you could use a distraction, and I'm not stopping for anyone." Her voice was sharp, teasing. "Unless you're scared my pussy's too much for you."
Alex's eyes darkened as he kicked the door shut. "Scared? Baby, I've been waiting for you to drop the act." Clothes hit the floor in a rush; his cock sprang hard and ready. Mia pulled him down, guiding him inside with a gasp, riding the first thrust like she'd been starving. "Fuck, yes—deeper, don't you dare hold back."
He pounded into her ass with perfect rhythm, sweat slicking their skin as she came hard around him, then again when he flipped her and drove in from behind. She demanded a blowjob next, sucking him sloppy until he pulled out and painted her tits with cum, both of them panting and spent.
Mia collapsed against him, already obsessed with how he filled her, whispering, "We're not done—ever." But as she traced his chest, a wicked spark lit her eyes, promising this was only chapter one of her craving.
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