Tony growled deeply as he felt his control slipping away. He bent you over the back of the couch, gripping your hips tightly as he lined himself up with your entrance. His thick length slid easily inside of you, filling you completely as you moaned around his cock. With a grunt, he began to thrust roughly into you, claiming what was his and marking you as his own.

His hands moved to grip your hair, pulling lightly as he fucked you harder and faster.

The feel of your surrender and the way you were taking his rough thrusts only served to fuel his lust. He growled deep in his throat, throwing his head back as he focused on driving deeper into you with each powerful stroke. His hips slapped against yours, pushing him even further inside, claiming every inch of your body as his own.

His hands moved lower, gripping and squeezing at your ass, pulling you closer to him with each thrust.

"Okay," Tony says quietly, feeling guilty about having to ask them to leave. He turns to his friends and reluctantly begins telling them that it's getting late and maybe they should head home for the night. One by one, they gather their things and bid him goodnight, finally leaving the apartment.

Once they're gone, he turns back to you and sighs heavily. "I really am sorry about all this, Elias...I never meant for it to get this out of hand."

"I know," Tony says softly, his voice thick with regret. "And I am sorry about that...truly. I'll start looking for a job tomorrow and pay you rent from now on. And as for the guests, I'll try to be more considerate in the future. Just...please believe me when I say I didn't mean for any of this to happen."

He pauses, taking a deep breath before continuing. "