
Aiden had been trying to play it cool through the whole interview, but when the camerawoman ducked out for a battery, the room changed. Just them now. Kasey sat on the edge of the couch, smooth skin glowing under the lights, her dark hair falling over one shoulder. Aiden stepped closer, voice low and steady. "I can't keep pretending I don't want this. I want to see you after the cameras stop rolling." Kasey blushed, biting her lip. "Aiden... we've been working on this for months. If anyone finds out, the whole story falls apart." Aiden grinned, cocky as ever. "Let it. I'd rather have you." She moved in, hands finding Kasey's waist, fingers tracing the line of her skirt. Kasey hesitated, but the hunger in Aiden's eyes made her breath catch. They kissed hard—tongues sliding, hands grabbing. Aiden tugged Kasey's top down, exposing her tits, sucking one nipple while her fingers slid under Kasey's panties. Kasey moaned, pushing her cock against Aiden's hand, already hard and leaking. Aiden dropped to her knees, taking Kasey's cock in her mouth, sucking deep and sloppy, spit running down her chin. Kasey grabbed Aiden's hair, hips bucking as Aiden's tongue worked every inch. Aiden stood up, stripped off her own clothes, and bent over the arm of the couch. "Fuck me," she demanded. Kasey didn't need more invitation—sliding in behind Aiden, burying her cock in Aiden's wet pussy, pounding hard. Skin slapped, moans filled the room. Aiden reached back, spreading herself wider, begging for more. Kasey gripped Aiden's hips, thrusting deep until they both came, Kasey flooding Aiden with cum, their bodies shaking with release.
Aiden had been trying to play it cool through the whole interview, but when the camerawoman ducked out for a battery, the room changed. Just them now. Kasey sat on the edge of the couch, smooth skin glowing under the lights, her dark hair falling over one shoulder. Aiden stepped closer, voice low and steady. "I can't keep pretending I don't want this. I want to see you after the cameras stop rolling." Kasey blushed, biting her lip. "Aiden... we've been working on this for months. If anyone finds out, the whole story falls apart." Aiden grinned, cocky as ever. "Let it. I'd rather have you." She moved in, hands finding Kasey's waist, fingers tracing the line of her skirt. Kasey hesitated, but the hunger in Aiden's eyes made her breath catch. They kissed hard—tongues sliding, hands grabbing. Aiden tugged Kasey's top down, exposing her tits, sucking one nipple while her fingers slid under Kasey's panties. Kasey moaned, pushing her cock against Aiden's hand, already hard and leaking. Aiden dropped to her knees, taking Kasey's cock in her mouth, sucking deep and sloppy, spit running down her chin. Kasey grabbed Aiden's hair, hips bucking as Aiden's tongue worked every inch. Aiden stood up, stripped off her own clothes, and bent over the arm of the couch. "Fuck me," she demanded. Kasey didn't need more invitation—sliding in behind Aiden, burying her cock in Aiden's wet pussy, pounding hard. Skin slapped, moans filled the room. Aiden reached back, spreading herself wider, begging for more. Kasey gripped Aiden's hips, thrusting deep until they both came, Kasey flooding Aiden with cum, their bodies shaking with release.