Aden growled at her animalistic sounds, loving how lustful, how desperate it made her sound. And then her words. It's what got him, her soaking juices drenching the underside of his cock, the screams of pleasure, and then the words so filled with need that he couldn't help himself. He tugged at her hair again and pushed her off of him, and then stood, pulling her to her feet and grabbing her by the ass to lift her and push her back onto the bed, crawling over her as he did so, "There we go. There's the dirty girl; I told you wanted you to talk dirty to me. And don't you stop, or I will."
He grinned and caught her lips, kissing her deeply as he slapped the underside of his manhood against her sex, teasing just a bit more, before he then pulled back from her and sat up on his knees. Looking down as he slid himself into her, groaning deeply, his back tightening as he pushed deep inside of her.
He looked down at the place their bodies now connected, sliding slowly, teasingly, achingly into her before he looked up at her and lowered down over her again, his hands moving to rest on either side of her head, then one lifted to brush down over her neck and throat as he pulled back out slowly, his eyes locked onto hers, and then he slammed into her as hard as he could, not fast, but just hard. Doing it again, and again, slow pull outs, and nother powerful slam.