Amara's pussy was drenched. Aiden's fingers and palm were covered in her juices. She was leaking on the bed. She could only repeat one word.
Her body tensed, and she chased her orgasm on Aiden's fingers. She screamed, her hips jerking off the bed, her back arched. She rocked hard against Aiden's fingers. He felt her cunt close around his fingers, and he pulled his fingers out.
She cried out, a sudden sobbing cry. Her hips were still moving. She held onto Aiden's wrist still trying to get him to put his fingers back. He wrenched his hand away. She lay on the bed sobbing at the sudden emptiness.
"Please..." she pleaded over and over.
He slapped her pussy, "Behave. Good girls get treats." She whimpered, but stopped moving.
He waited, not long, but he waited. He didn't need her to cum the second he started fucking her.
