Rail Hadiyah, Jace Fox's crush

"Bend over," Aaron commanded. "On the table. Now."

Hadiyah rolled her eyes but couldn't find it in herself to defy him. She pulled her pants and panties, bent over on the expensive wooden table, and spread her pussy for him. He sighed as he dropped his pants and got hard. He rubbed his cock against her glistening cunt, waiting for her to get aroused. He tested her insides with a finger and found that she was actually more horny than him.

Upon entry, Aaron was reminded just how fucking tight she was. Her legs shook.

The hijabi was unrecognizable as his pelvis smacked her rear over and over again. He went deep enough to stir her instincts and emotions. Her desires.

A small moan slipped past her lips. Her eyes rolled back as her cunt was stretched and penetrated.

Aaron smiled. "So this is how you would actually act during sex. Quiet, disciplined, and submissive. Interesting."

Indeed, since his hypnosis was limited, she wasn't as loud. She bit back her moans as she felt the overwhelming pleasure. Sweat poured down her face. Her dark blue hijab became slick from the heat.

Her mouth remained open, shaking as he railed her on the table. The furniture was expensive and more than capable of handling his thrusts and weight.

"W-wait," Hadiyah whimpered, "W-wait!"

Aaron slowed down till he was only swaying his hips back and forth. "What's wrong?"

"J-Jace," she gasped, feeling him kiss her womb. "He's coming! He's coming very soon!"

Aaron tilted his head. He should have been alarmed but he wasn't. His head was frizzled from all the sex. "Why?"

"He…he…" Since his cock was inside, sliding teasingly, almost like ****, Hadiyah was struggling to form coherent sentences. "He can't remember, ah, last night. I think…I think Jaina must have slipped something in his drink. T-Tamara Fox and Vol were the same. They texted me that they were very, hah, drunk that night and…mmph…had to carry I-Iman Avesta to her apartment."

"Do they remember me?" Aaron asked, stopping completely, the tip of his dick massaging her innermost depths.

"I-I don't think so. They said they don't remember much from the moment they got into the l-limo."

"Interesting."

It didn't make much of a difference. Nobody there was inherently bad. Regardless, he supposed he could count this as a lucky break. It was better to remain unknown than to be in the conversations of Jace Fox, the Batman of New York.

"Why is Jace coming here then?"

"He's Batman," Hadiyah continued between sobs of pleasure. "We meet up occasionally to discuss plans. I told him during the party that I found a clue about White Rabbit, who stole a precious metal in New York."

"A precious metal, huh?"

'Could this be connected with the five metals Penguin was talking about?'

Aaron's thoughts were suddenly cut off by the sudden noise of the front door. He could hear the door knob turning and the security system making a beep of acceptance. He must have had the keys to her place. Duh. He was Batman, she was Nobody.

'Fuck.'

Her cunt squeezed him. His presence seemed to light Hadiyah up, though not enough to defy him or his cock; to remove herself from him.