Kim ramps up the roleplay

Aiden’s grip tightened on her hips, but instead of pulling her down again, he stilled her.

Kim blinked, breathless, still trying to move against him, until he lifted her, just like that. No warning, no strain. His hands slid to her ribs, and he picked her up as if she weighed nothing, guiding her off him with smooth control.

“Wait, what are you…” she started, voice thin, confused and flushed.

But he was already moving, setting her gently on the mattress beside him, then standing at the edge of the bed.

He was hard, and glistening. He stroked himself once, in a slow deliberate motion, keeping his eyes on her as he took her in.

“Come here,” he said. “And turn around. I wanna fuck you from behind.”

That did it for her. Kim hesitated for only a second, a wide smile crossing her face, then crawled toward him on hands and knees. Her hair had come loose from one of the buns, strands clinging to her flushed, sweaty face, the other still perched haphazardly on top of her head.

She reached him, leaned forward, and gave him a few quick sucks. It was messy, greedy, and more of a tease than anything. Then, without waiting for further direction, she turned, dropped to her elbows, and arched her back, offering herself completely.

Her legs parted enough to adjust the height to line up with him, and also show him everything. The light was just enough to see her puffy lips, with just a hint of the inner lips visible, glistening and open. She tilted her hips back with a shameless wiggle.

“Well?” she said, voice low and daring. “Don’t leave me waiting.” Then, with a playful little lilt, she added in that same high, cartoonish voice she’d used earlier, right out of some over-the-top anime girl fantasy, “Are you gonna spank me now, daddy?”

Aiden huffed a half-laugh through his nose. “Jesus,” he muttered, but it didn’t stop him.

He landed a sharp smack to her right cheek, seeing how much of it his hand covered. She gasped, arching with it, the sting pulling a moan from her lips.

“There it is,” she breathed, voice hitching as he stepped in closer behind her, lining himself up, and then thrusting deep. There was no warm up, or easing back in.

She cried out, her body tensing around him as he filled her. The angle made everything tighter, every inch harder to take, with him now in more control, but she took it anyway, rocking back into him with a groan.

“Fuck, baby,” Aiden growled, his hands gripping her hips. “You feel so damn good like this.”

She whimpered, bracing her arms against the bed and her fists clenching the blanket to help hold herself in place against his thrusts. “Yes, daddy. Just like that. Don’t stop.”

He gave her another smack, this time to her left cheek, watching the ripple shoot across her small, but cute ass as she flinched and pushed back harder.

“You like that, honey?” he asked, his voice low, rough in her ear as he leaned over her back. “You like getting fucked and spanked like a bad little girl?”

“Yes,” she moaned, breathless. “Please-more.”

He obliged. Alternating cheeks now with sharp slaps between thrusts. She flinched, moaned, gasped with every impact, tightening around him each time. His thrusts stayed steady, deep, and possessive. Her small frame rocked beneath him, every part of her responding. Her cheeks a deepening shade of pink.

“That’s it,” he panted. “Take it for me, baby. You like that?”

Her voice turned wild, and ****, the bratty edge from earlier gone and replaced by something more raw.

“I’m yours, daddy,” she gasped. “Use me, fuck me harder, please.”

His thumb trailed lower, moving from where it had settled at the small of her back. Now it was sliding into the cleft between her cheeks, slipping lower until it found her rosebud. He pressed there gently, holding firm as he drove into her again.

She whimpered, her whole body shaking. “Noooo! N-not there,” she said breathily, that same higher pitched voice coming back. “Nobody's ever touched me there, daddy…”

But there was no sincerity in it. No real hesitation.

If anything, it was a line, a performance, delivered with wide-eyed faux-innocence as she looked over her shoulder, and rocked her hips back harder against him. Clearly craving every inch, every press of his thumb where she pretended not to want it.

“You’ve never been touched here, huh?” Aiden murmured, thumb circling it now, slick with the fluids he’d gathered from around his plunging cock. “I bet you’ll like it, baby. I’ll go slow. You’ll be a good girl for me, won’t you?”

Kim moaned, her face buried in the sheets, ass arching shamelessly into his hand even as she gave a half-hearted protest.

“N-no, don’t,” she said, all breath and whimper, but there was still no resistance in her voice. Just that same bratty pout making its way back into her voice. “I’ve never… not there…”

Aiden grinned, eyes locked on the way she was opening for him, her body betraying every word.

“Never?” he repeated, and at that exact moment, he pushed.

His thumb sank in slowly, just the tip breaching her tightest spot.

Kim gasped, her whole-body jolting. A broken sound escaped her lips, a **** moan as she rocked back hard against him, greedy for more even as her breath came fast and ragged.

“I- I don’t know,” she stammered, her voice trembling. “I shouldn’t like it…”

“But you do,” he growled, fucking into her deeper now, each thrust pushing her forward as his thumb held steady, locked inside her.

She whimpered, her voice fraying. “No more… please, I can’t take any more.”

“Shhh,” Aiden murmured. “You’re doing perfect.”

Her ass trembled beneath his grip, stretched around both cock and thumb, and still, she kept pushing back.

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