Aidan stopped the instant she told him to and while she didn't lime the spanking, Aidan liked that at least she was being assertive and in control. He kept his hand against the bed while she continued to fuck him with more passion and force.

She practically weighed down against him, the specific pressure of her shifting every which way, pleasure dancing along through his body at the movements against his cock. He watched her lose more control of herself, almost as if he wasn't there, that what he felt didn't matter. Just watching the movements of her body was one of the most erotic things he had ever seen.

"Come," he growled, slow against he ear. "Make yourself come."