He surveyed her with a weighted, considering gaze. She was still on her knees, visibly swaying from the intensity of having her throat fucked raw. He sat on the seat she had occupied earlier. Aiden wanted to give her a moment to catch her breath, possibly even mentally assimilate the change in their relationship. Eyeing her lasciviously, Aiden couldn’t help but tilt his head to try to get a clearer view of her succulent body. Her small, round ass taunted him from beneath her black pleated skirt. Contrary to what he had stated earlier, he was unbelievably tempted to give her a good spanking. He could imagine Eva’s ass, silky smooth and pert, red from his handprints. The image inflamed his already aroused desire. “Stand up,” he ordered. Eva pressed her palms onto the floor to stabilise herself. After a brief pause to get her balance she stood, turned around and stared at him. Her open, expressive face showed curiosity and Aiden felt his prick twitch in keen interest.
