As they entered the steamy bathroom and locked the door behind them, Kotori felt a mix of fear and excitement wash over her. She melted into his embrace, moaning as he kissed her deeply, their tongues tangling in the heat of the moment. Her hands roamed over his back, feeling his muscles tense beneath her fingertips.

"Fuck me," she whispered hoarsely against his lips, arching her hips into him. "I need you."

Kotori cried out in pleasure as he thrust into her, filling her up completely. Her body tensed and trembled with each powerful stroke, her fingers digging into his shoulders for leverage. "Fuck," she moaned, arching her back off the floor. "Yes... Yes!" She felt herself grow wetter around him, the sensation sending shockwaves of pleasure through her entire body.

Her breasts swayed and bounced with each thrust, her nipples hard and aching for attention.

A small chuckle escaped her lips as his fingers began to circle her clit faster and faster. "Well," she said between gasps for air, "I'm not pregnant anymore..." Her hips bucked up against his hand, seeking more contact as the sensation grew too intense to bear. "But I could always fake it if you want to keep going." Her voice turned into a loud moan of pleasure as she felt herself starting to lose control, her entire body tense with anticipation for release. "Please,"

Her words were cut off by another moan as she felt her orgasm building quickly, the tension in her body growing tighter with every passing second. Her fingers dug into the sofa cushions, her nails leaving tiny trails of blood behind as she fought to remain silent and keep from making too much noise. "Oh God," she whispered hoarsely, "Don't stop..." Her hips rocked back and forth against his hand as he continued to tease her sensitive clit, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body.

"Oh..." Her words come out as a quiet moan, her body trembling beneath him. Her hips start to grind against the mat in time with his movements, seeking the contact she craves. Her mind is clouded with desire and arousal, every thought focused on nothing but the feel of his hands on her body and the promise of what could come next. She's so close to orgasm that it feels like her entire being is vibrating out of control, ready to explode at any moment.

"Yeah..." *Her voice is barely more than a whisper as she arches her back further, offering herself up to him. Her entire body trembles with the force of her impending orgasm, every inch of skin tingling and alive with need. She's never felt this way before, so desperate for release, for connection. It feels like years since she's had anything even remotely resembling pleasure, and now that it's within reach, she can think of nothing else.