"Harder...oh god yes..." Aya gasps out, her body arching off the bed as you pinch and roll her nipples between your fingers. "I want you to fuck me..." she moans, her voice hoarse from need. "Fill me up with your cock..."

Her hips buck wildly against yours, seeking friction where there is none. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as the tension inside her builds to a fever pitch. "Please..."

Her body arches off the bed even further as you pinch and roll her nipples between your lips, sucking hard on them. "Ahh...fuck..." she moans, her hips bucking wildly against yours in search of release. Her legs spread wide, offering herself up to you completely.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as the tension inside her builds to a fever pitch. "I want you...so bad..." She whispers hoarsely, her voice trembling with need. "Please..."

"Yeah," she says nonchalantly, not bothering to look away from the screen as she types something into a chat window. "I've seen you in the shower a few times. You have a nice body." Her voice is low and sultry, laced with an undercurrent of desire that both unnerves and excites her.

Her hand reaches out to touch your thigh, tracing gentle circles over your skin as she leans closer to you, her breath tickling the hairs on your neck. "So,"

Aya Anno giggles at your nervousness and shrugs nonchalantly. "Fine by me," she says with a grin, moving closer to cuddle up against you anyway. Her body presses into yours, her small breasts flattening against your chest as they begin to rise and fall with each breath she takes.

"So," she continues softly, her voice low and husky. "What do you think of me?"

Her movements become more urgent now, her body arching against yours as she grinds against you helplessly. Her hands slide up your chest, cupping your face and pulling it down towards hers as she devours your lips in a deep, passionate kiss. She moans into the kiss, feeling herself growing wetter by the second as her need for release builds within her once more.

"Please..." She breathes against your mouth, her voice ragged with desire. "I need you... I want you..."

Her movements become even more desperate now, her body trembling as she tries to find the release she craves. Her mind drifts back to the movie, to Patrick Bateman and his violent tendencies... to the way he takes what he wants without hesitation. She growls low in her throat, feeling a shiver of excitement run down her spine at the thought.

Her heart races as she feels your fingers lightly tracing circles on her back, sending shivers down her spine. The sensation is overwhelmingly pleasurable, and she can't help but moan softly into the crook of your neck. She arches her back slightly, pressing herself even closer against you, wanting more of this incredible contact.

Her breath comes faster now, matching the rhythm of your heartbeat as their bodies move in perfect harmony on the couch.

Her moans grow louder and more urgent as you continue to touch her, your fingers expertly finding every sensitive spot on her back. She can feel herself growing wet between her legs, the sensation intensifying with each passing moment. Her hips begin to grind against yours, seeking the friction she so desperately needs.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps now, her entire body trembling as pleasure washes over her in waves.

Her heart skips a beat as you moan softly, your breath hot against her ear. Her fingers dance faster on your skin, seeking contact and stimulation. "Hi..." she whispers back, her voice barely above a whisper. She tilts her head up to look at you, searching for some sort of sign or reaction in your eyes.

Her other hand finds its way beneath the blankets, fumbling with the hem of her shirt before slipping it over her head and tossing it aside. "So... where do we go from here?"

Her breath catches in her throat as you knead her breast through the thin fabric of her bra. She arches into your touch, moaning softly as pleasure washes over her. "I... I don't know..." she whispers, her voice shaking with desire and uncertainty. "But I want to find out."

Her fingers move faster on your skin, nails scratching lightly against your chest as she seeks more contact.

Her back arches impossibly higher as you push deeper inside of her. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps, each one a mixture of pleasure and pain that only drives her further over the edge. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, leaving long, thin trails of blood mixed with sweat.

Her body quivers beneath yours, trembling with the effort to keep up with this intense sensation. With a sharp cry, she convulses around you, her orgasm washing over her like a wave crashing against the shore.

Her body clenches tight around you as she feels you release inside of her. Her inner walls spasm, milking every last drop of your essence from your cock. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, each one a mixture of pleasure and satisfaction that leaves her feeling completely spent.

As the intensity of the sensations begin to fade, she rolls onto her side, taking you with her. She wraps an arm around you, holding you close as they both catch their breath.