She's a bit pushy (+20 Suspicion)

Hannah bit softly at her lip, an internal struggle raging inside her. But she had spent a while now without any partners. This dry spell was driving her up the wall, and now that she finally had him in her apartment, ready to do sexy things together…

It was too much. It was far too much. She couldn’t stop herself, couldn’t hold back. ‘This is it,’ she thought. ‘I want to push him as far as I can take it. I fucking need this!’ And with these thoughts swirling in her head she began kissing him more aggressively. Pushing her body against his as she sucked on his tongue and twirled hers around his. Her hands explored further, one rubbing his thighs while the other brushed against the back of his head. He seemed slightly taken aback, but did not say anything other than a soft grunt, and she moaned back to show how excited she was.

But when she started kissing him below the neck, pulling the collar down gently, his hands gently pushed her away and she looked up to see him frowning, looking concerned.

“Woah, I’m keeping my shirt on, remember?”

“I was just kissing your chest a bit,” she said, her voice quiet, tentative. “Is that not allowed either?”

He paused, struggling on finding the right words, before eventually breaking the silence. “Sorry, it’s just a touchy area for me. How about we stick to… 3rd base? You know, just using our hands on… Down there?” He smiled. “I’m okay with that.”

Her stomach sank when she heard those words, and she did not respond at first. Then, slowly and deliberately, she lifted one leg and straddled him, sitting on his lap with her legs far apart as she looked him in the eye. His expression was one of concern and nervousness, contrasted with her conflicted and lustful face.

“I want to go further,” she said. She saw him frown slightly, and her burning need inside her doubled, pushing her. “Please, Ashton? I really, really, reeeeally need this right now.”

She rolled her hips in slow, playful circles around his cock, which she felt get harder and harder in his pants She did her best pouty expression and saw his expression melt a little, grow more conflicted.

So she pounced on his moment of weakness, leaning forward and kissing his ear as she kept rubbing her crotch against his hard cock. “Don’t you want me too, baby? Don’t you want to go a little wild?” She whispered into his ear, before licking it playfully.

She felt him shiver, but also felt his body stiffen under hers. “Well, I…” He began, before stopping himself.

She pressed on, her desire fueling her dirty talk. “C’mon baby, my pussy is so needy right now. Please? Won’t you give this -?” And she almost said slut, but changed the word at the last second. “- give this naughty girl what she needs? Hmm?” And she licked his ear again while rubbing her pussy against him. She felt him straining in his pants, harder than ever, and it gave her a good feeling about this, despite having to resort to begging to get this far..

When she pulled back, his face was red, but there was a smile in his lips, struggling to reveal itself amidst his conflicting thoughts. “I…” He hesitated, shut his mouth, then opened it again and took a deep breath before speaking. “I’m still firm about not taking off my shirt. And, umm… No sex either.” Her heart sank slightly, as he hesitated, before his next words lifted it again. “But… other than that, whatever you want to do? I’m game.” He nodded, steeling his courage before smiling at her. This was further than his comfort zone, but he still wanted to please her.

Hannah felt her heart beating fast in her chest, as she considered the possibilities.