Nikki Zee Bangs Her Ex One Last Time

Nikki Zee steps into that gated neighborhood for her first real shift with the security company. She knocks, clipboard in one hand, badge in the other, thinking it’s a normal wellness check. Door opens and she freezes. Solo The Bull stands there—broad, shirtless, pissed. Recognition flashes across his face before she can fake a fake name. "You," he growls. "Hell no." She tries to slide back a step but he’s already crowding the doorway, door swinging wider like it’s ready to slam. Heat rolls off him. She spits out a fast explanation—new job, routine, they sent the closest unit, honest. His jaw works, chest flexing. For a second it looks like he’ll shove her down the steps. She talks fast, low and quick, a dirty little smirk sneaking onto her lips because that’s what she does—talks trouble into doing what she wants. Solo eyes her from boots to badge, breathing hard through his nose like he’s weighing kicking her out against everything else. Cock already pressing hard against his gray sweats, the outline obvious. He leaves the door open. She’s inside in two steps and the second it swings shut he’s got her bent over the back of the couch, panties yanked aside, skirt flipped up. No hello. No buildup. Just that thick bull dick driving into her hot, wet pussy with mean little snaps of his hips. She bites the cushion to keep from yelling, every stroke knocking a sound out of her throat she can’t swallow down. He works her deep and steady, balls slapping, sweat slicking both their skin. The stretch burns good, familiar. When he finally buries everything he’s got and stays, his cum spills hot and heavy, painting her inner walls in thick pulses. A nice deep creampie, just the way she always liked it. Solo pulls out, gives her ass a hard slap that prints red fingers across one cheek, then nods toward the door. "Out." She straightens, skirt sliding back into place, thighs sticky, and smiles like someone who got exactly what she came for. He shakes his head, already hard again, already hating that he’ll probably let her back in tomorrow. They both get a good day out of it.