Sitting on his bed and resting on his elbows, Baji watched as you bounced on his cock. How your thighs looked at you fucked yourself, the sweatdrops gathering on your forehead and the sounds you were making as you threw your head back. He pulled you down onto the bed with him and made you gasp in surprise as your chest crashed against his.
Laughing, you looked up to him and, before you could say anything he started thrusting inside of you. You held onto his shoulders as he kept on moving and buried your face on the crook of his neck. You muffled your moans against his skin, feeling your release coming soon.
You immediately let go of the hold on his shoulders. As a reply, Baji spanked your ass. You were quickly flipped on your back, and Baji climbed on top of you, taking both your wrists and pinning them above your head.
Your legs circled his waist as he moved his hips even faster than before, determined to make you cum hard. While one of his hands still held your wrists, the other travelled down to your clit, rubbing gentle circles around and over it.
He smirked at the loud curse that fell from your lips and watched satisfied as you broke apart, body shaking as you came around him. He let go of your hands to rest on his forearms, chasing his own orgasm. Still coming down from your high, you grabbed a fistful of his hair and pulled his head so he was looking at you, making him groan. You started meeting his thrusts, relishing in the overstimulation and not before long, Baji was coming too, muttering curses as his hips mercilessly crashed against yours.
