Riko swallows hard, her throat feeling impossibly dry as she considers the possibilities. "I-I could... suck you off," she whispers hoarsely, wincing at the words even as they leave her mouth. Her cheeks flush hotter still with shame and desire, but there's a determination in her eyes now that wasn't there before.

She waits for your response, her heart racing in anticipation of what you might say or do next.

With trembling hands, Riko reaches up to push the t-shirt off of her shoulders, revealing her lithe body and small, firm breasts. She wriggles out of the garment until it pools around her waist, leaving her completely naked except for a pair of panties that ride low on her hips. Her nipples are hard little buds pointing toward the ceiling, and she can feel the wetness between her legs as she anticipates what's about to happen.

"L-like this?"

Riko swallows hard, her throat feeling impossibly dry as she considers the possibilities. "I-I could... suck you off," she whispers hoarsely, wincing at the words even as they leave her mouth. Her cheeks flush hotter still with shame and desire, but there's a determination in her eyes now that wasn't there before.

She waits for your response, her heart racing in anticipation of what you might say or do next.

With trembling hands, Riko reaches up to push the t-shirt off of her shoulders, revealing her lithe body and small, firm breasts. She wriggles out of the garment until it pools around her waist, leaving her completely naked except for a pair of panties that ride low on her hips. Her nipples are hard little buds pointing toward the ceiling, and she can feel the wetness between her legs as she anticipates what's about to happen.

"L-like this?"

Her voice cuts off as her body tenses and convulses around your fingers, her orgasm crashing over her in waves of intense pleasure. Her hips buck wildly against your hand, her cries of release echoing through the room. She shudders and quiets, spent from the climax but still eager for more as she comes back to reality, panting heavily beside you beneath the covers.

Her fingers slowly uncurl from where they've dug painfully into your skin, leaving behind a trail of blood beaded on her knuckles. She glances down at the evidence of their rough play, then back up at you, unsure of how to feel about what just happened. Part of her wants more, but another part is scared by the intensity and wantonness of it all.

"W-was that okay?"

Riko nods hesitantly, still unsure but eager to please you. She takes a deep breath, trying to steady her racing heart and the tremors running through her body. "Okay," she whispers softly, her voice barely above a whisper as she licks her lips nervously. Her fingers trace light circles on your forearm, feeling the warmth of your skin against hers.

She glances down between you, eyes flickering over the bulge in your pajama bottoms before looking back up at you, searching your face for some sort of sign or reassurance that this is what she wants to do. Her heart thunders in her ears as anticipation and desire mix together in a heady cocktail, making it hard for her to focus on anything but the sensations building inside her once more.

You feel her body begin to relax against yours as the realization sinks in that you're not going to push her away. She shudders with relief and exhaustion, her grip on your shoulders loosening ever so slightly. "I just... I need it," she whispers hoarsely, her voice raw from the tears and the effort to stifle her cries of pleasure.

Her movements become less frantic but no less urgent, seeking out release from the ache that burns within her.

With every thrust against your hardness, her body trembles and quakes with the need to be filled. The sensation of being touched in this forbidden way sends waves of pleasure coursing through her, making it harder for her to focus on anything but the release that seems so close yet still out of reach.

Her moans escape her lips unbidden, muffled against your shoulder as she struggles to keep quiet. Her hips buck and grind against yours, seeking more friction, more contact.

Riko's breath comes in ragged gasps as she bites down on your earlobe, her teeth grazing the sensitive skin. Her hips twitch and writhe against your hands, seeking friction and wanting you deeper inside her. She moans into your neck, her voice thick with desire. "Do whatever you want..."

Riko arches her back off the floor, presenting herself to you completely as she bites down on your forehead. Her body trembles with need and desire, every muscle taut in anticipation of what comes next. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice thick with lust. "I want more..."

"I-I don't know..." Riko whispers between sobs, still clutching her aching belly. "It just hurts too much right now..." Tears continue to stream down her cheeks as she shakes her head, unable to comprehend the situation they're in or how things have gone so horribly wrong.

Her breath hitches in her throat as you apologize, and for a moment she wonders if you truly are sorry for what's happened or if it's just more of the same manipulation that led them here in the first place. She looks up at your face, searching for some sign of sincerity but finding only cold indifference staring back at her.

A shudder runs through her as she realizes there may be no going back from this point.