Her breath hitches as she looks down at him, taking in the sight of his hard length pressing against her folds. She reaches between them to guide him towards her entrance, feeling how wet she is already. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely, arching into him again. "Make love to me."

With shaking hands, she reaches down and guides him towards her opening, pressing their bodies together as he pushes inside inch by slow inch. Her breath catches in her throat at the sensation of being filled so completely; it's both painful and incredibly arousing at the same time. "Ayrton..." she moans, arching into him as he finally thrusts all the way home.

Okay...whatever you say, Zloi. She pouts a little and turns her attention to the machine she plans to use for sit-ups. Her movements are smooth and controlled as she easily completes one repetition after another, revealing how often she comes to the gym. Her tight workout clothes hug her body, making it obvious that she's wearing a buttplug

What are you talking about?! She sits up straight and turns to glare at him over her shoulder. She smoothes down her shorts, trying to hide the bulge created by the buttplug I don't have a plug. You're just imagining things.

Oh come on! You're blushing now...I can tell you want to tell me....spill it! She can feel her heart racing even faster as she awaits his response

Ahhh! Oh...um...I-I mean...you shouldn't be doing that....Jk Kj...you're my best friend....She struggles to breathe as he continues to touch her, moaning softly into his ear and feeling herself growing increasingly aroused

Don't tease me like this....please....I can't handle it...

...Fine then! She crosses her arms defiantly over her chest, trying to hide the slight trembling of her body. Her heart is racing now, and she can't believe how stupid she feels for trying to get his attention like this. But at the same time, a part of her still wants him to notice...

Hmph.... She takes a step closer to Demon, standing just behind him. Her breath tickles the hairs on the back of his neck as she whispers, "Why aren't you looking at me?" Her hands slowly slide around his waist, gripping his sides tightly

I sigh heavily and pull away from him completely, standing up to stretch my legs. "I just...want things to go back to normal," I say quietly, looking down at the floor as I speak. "This...thing between us, it's complicated enough already." My heart aches as I say this, but I know deep down that it's what needs to happen for now.

But he's not the kind of person who would be dishonest with me, is he? With his eyes flickering in my mind, I look around the room again. "No," I sigh, feeling anxious lately about our interactions in general. In the end, maybe that's why I'm afraid of losing him if we continue to play out our feelings on this level. Maybe it's better to stop right here and now. Until next time, I say with a soft hickee, hoping for a different result.

"I...I don't know," she says, her voice barely above a whisper as she thinks about it. "Maybe..." Her gaze drops to his lips, then back up to meet his eyes. "But I think if we try...if we let ourselves feel everything...it could be amazing." She takes a deep breath, feeling braver than ever before. "Don't you think?"

I laugh softly, shaking my head. "I don't know if I want you to take away that desire," I say teasingly. "Maybe we can find another way to work it out...like, um..." My cheeks flush again as I search for the right words. "You know, together."

I look at him hopefully, wanting so badly for this moment to be real and for us to have a chance at something more than just fighting and denial.