Clout - Scene 5

Sheen’s pacing, phone blowing up with every new post. Bella walks over, cool as hell, and grabs his face. “Breathe,” she says. She drops the idea like it’s nothing—deepfake Miles, make him say he’s cool with everything. Sheen knows exactly what Jack needs to hear, so Bella drops to her knees, takes his cock in hand, and works him hard and wet until he’s ready to blow. He returns the favor by spreading her wide on the couch, fingers sliding deep inside her slick heat, thumb circling her clit while her big tits bounce every time she bucks against him. Across town, Charly shows up at Hazel’s door all swagger and smirks. She lays down the threat, but Hazel just laughs. She doesn’t give a damn about Miles—she wants Celeste, wants her free of Jack. Charly shrugs like it’s simple: Celeste just has to ask. Hazel knows better. Celeste is locked in, and nobody walks away from Jack without paying for it.