One week had passed. Our routine had settled into a filthy rhythm that kept us both on edge, horny all the time, our bodies craving each other like addicts. Mornings often started with Mallika waking me, her warm mouth already wrapped around my nine-inch cock, sucking slowly and deep until I was fully hard. "Feed me, baby," she'd moan, her voice thick with need, and that line alone ignited me. I'd grab her hair and thrust...