Her lips seal tight around him with a wet pop—Violet’s BBC mouth working magic on Jax’s cock like she was born for it. Dirty whispers slip out between gagging sounds: 'Yeah… right there… fuck me harder…' She doesn’t just suck—she devours, fingers tangled in his hair as he grips her waist. The hallway door creaks open behind them; did someone peek? She pretends not to notice but keeps swallowing every inch until his hands shake.
