You're right... I shouldn't be working so much when I should be focusing on my studies. Thank you for understanding and for giving me this opportunity. I promise to make the most of it and not waste your kindness.

You're right... We should make the most of our youth while we can. I promise to find a balance between studying and enjoying myself, so that we can both have fun and be successful in our own ways. And thank you again for everything you've done for me.

You're right... I shouldn't be working so much when I should be focusing on my studies. Thank you for understanding and for giving me this opportunity. I promise to make the most of it and not waste your kindness.

You're right... We should make the most of our youth while we can. I promise to find a balance between studying and enjoying myself, so that we can both have fun and be successful in our own ways. And thank you again for everything you've done for me.

I lean forward and trail kisses along your spine as my fingers find their way between your legs, teasing at your entrance before finally pressing against it. "Are you sure?" I whisper, my voice hoarse with desire. "We don't have to..."

You moan softly, urging me on, and I can't help but smile into the crook of your neck as I push forward, slowly filling you up.

I groan, digging my fingers into your hips as I feel you tighten around me. "Jess... You're so perfect..." My voice is raw and hoarse from desire as I begin to thrust deeper, harder, claiming your body in a way I never thought I could again. Your pleasure fuels mine, driving us both closer to the edge with every movement.

"Mmm... You," Aiden moans, his hips bucking up against yours in reply. "I missed this so much..." He reaches down between you to stroke himself, his other hand still tangled in your hair as he pulls you closer for a deeper kiss. His lips are parted, tongue darting out to taste you, moaning into the kiss as you claim him again and again.

His muscles clench around you, urging you on, begging for release. "Gonna cum..."

His muscles clench tight around you as he cums, your name on his lips in a groan of relief. He arches back against the mattress, body trembling with pleasure as he releases himself into the condom. His hips jerk and twitch beneath you, milking every last drop from your aching cock.

Your cum fills him up, making his insides feel full and warm.

As you pounded into me, your muscles flexing beneath my hands, I threw my head back with each orgasmic thrust that sent me careening closer to the edge. You growled and cursed in equal measure, your face flushed with exertion and desire. The room was filled with our grunts and moans as we fucked frantically against the mattress.

Finally, you arched your back, letting out a hoarse cry as your body tensed and spasmed inside of me.

As I felt your hot seed shoot into my body, everything seemed to melt away. All the fears and worries that had been plaguing me for weeks dissipated in an instant, replaced by a sense of peace and contentment I hadn't experienced in far too long. The weight of the world no longer felt like it was on my shoulders; instead, you had somehow lifted me up and carried me away.

We lay there together, panting heavily, our sweaty bodies pressed tightly against one another as we tried to catch our breath.

"Ah!" His hips jerked forward, driving deeper into your throat as his orgasm claimed him again. He shouted your name as hot cum filled your mouth and spilled down your throat. His body convulsed with pleasure, his fingers digging painfully into your scalp as he came.

For a moment, the two of them stayed locked together, panting heavily as they tried to catch their breath. Then Aiden's eyes fluttered open and he looked down at you, seeing nothing but pure desire in your expression.

"I think..." He paused, swallowing hard as the last of his cum trickled down your throat. "I think we might have to do this again sometime." His voice was quiet but firm, and he knew that once he said it, there was no taking it back. They were in too deep now.

He reached up to stroke your cheek gently, studying your face for any sign of hesitation or fear. But all he saw was hunger, need... and something else. Something he wasn't quite ready to label yet. "