Rehabilitation for hee

Aaron wakes up after her. She laid her head straight on his chest while he was cramped all of his right side. Groaning, he wakes up as she turns away to give him space.

"Good morning, sweetness." Ravine says softly.

"Good morning..." Aaron's morning voice, heavy and like metal music, always made Ravine weak in her knees. She liked the way Aaron would slowly whisper teasings and get punished immediately after.

"So?" Ravine tilts her head to the side. She grabs the water bottle placed there and chugs the contents down through her dry throat.

"Hmm... you've got yourself some therapy now. I got the details last night and it's a good institution. Do you want an in-house session with the therapist or at your place—"

"I don't want therapies when all I need is you in my bed." Ravine flirts outrightly. Finding her flirting so bizarre and out of the blue, Aaron shakes his head and takes a deep breath in.

"You're wild today morning. Well, the therapy would take about three sessions, they said. I'll let them know you wanna have an in house—" Aaron gets cut off again.

"No! Jeez. I want it at my place." Says Ravine.

Things proceed as it should be.

Ravine and Aaron are released after the extended stay because they slept off. They come home and take a nice warm bath together in the hot tub. Aaron sat below as the woman wound around his body like a blanket. It was slightly uncomfortable with the limited amount of space, but Aaron knew Ravine needs more assurance than anything for now.

Her head against his shoulder as he pat her back softly, she flings back from the bear hug suddenly. Aaron raises his eyebrow, playing with her back by pouring warm water slowly.

"What's the big idea?" He asks while looking at her smiling face. Slowly, her smile turned into a lust filled one.

"Fuck me, right here. Right now." Aaron looks deep into her eyes. Was she asking this because she wants to distract herself from her overthinking, or was she really wanting to have sex with him?

"Fine." He says after confirming it was the latter.

Ravine holds his shoulders to rise softly as Aaron sinks his hand to activate his boner.

He finds it activated on its own already and ready to penetrate.

"I might have grazed on you." Ravine says confidently.

As Aaron had her lifted up, he slowly fingers her core with two fingers. She throws her head back and grinds on his hand under the water.

"Down." Aaron whispers as he aligned his tip with her entrance.

Ravine sinks down to enjoy the solace and bliss of her walls being stretched. She felt incredible.

"I hate hospitals." Saying, she hugs him again. The man gently scoops her close as she rides him. Aaron was emotionless. His body was responding to her, but his mind was somewhere else.

"Hey," Ravine notices his passive participation in the bathtub. "It looks like you need therapy than I need it."

He chuckles at her words and pulls himself out of his plethora of thoughts. He was waiting his energy unnecessarily.

"Prepare for the ultimate bathroom fuck then, mommy."

"There's my boy." Cooing, Ravine giggles and they kiss for a minute long. The smooching noises spilled out of the bathroom, the door's were daringly kept open.

Ravine takes support of Aaron's broad shoulders and he rests his arms on the rim of the bath tub.

"Ready?" She asks while panting.

"Born ready, Madam." As soon as he says that, Ravine throws her spectacles away and begins riding him harder than she would be riding a horse. Their moans were filled into the steamy bathroom.

Aaron was completely enticed with Ravine's bouncing bosoms. He couldn't help himself but touch them and nurture them like dough. He squeezes them, eliciting a high pitched moan from Ravine.

"Fuck yeah, fuck yeah, oh yeah!" Ravine screams, her hands on top of Aaron's which were busy massaging her chest.

He dives down to give several marks against her skin.

Her chest had several dots when Aaron starts to moan aggressively.

"I like it mommy. It's so fucking good." He gets closer to her face and moans. Ravine licks his ear and begins to mark his neck too. His sweet spots on his whole body was known to her like the back of her hand. She presses her chest on his tough torso. She doesn't even stop for a single beat of bouncing on his cock. The water was splashing all over the place.

His right side of the neck had a little brown mole. She remembers that place to be his sweet spot. She entangled his hair into her fist, thrusting his head to the other side to gain access over his neck region.

The man was moaning and loving every second of it. The bathroom was smelling like their sex, diffused along with the steam. They loved it.

"Fuck," Aaron's dragged moan encourages Ravine to act more on his sweet spot. She loved making him sing.

Aaron holds Ravine's waist as she went up and down on him. The sole feeling of her sucking onto his sweet spot made him forget about all his worries.

"Fuck, Ravine. I'm close!" Saying, the man sees Ravine stop out of the blue. He was irritated and almost yelled at her Why'd she do that to him. Then he realized she was getting out of the bathtub and pulling him out too.

Chuckling like a crazy man, he sees Ravine cutely running towards the huge mirror as she bent forward, her elbow touching the counter.

She turns back and gives him a wink. His poor heart was beating out of his chest as he followed her like he was in a trance.

Re-entering her, he was moaning the loudest with the most draggy moan ever. His pulsating dick was twitching inside her within a minute of fucking her again. Ravine was being jerked back and forth as her bun fell loose on her shoulders. Her hair was as silky as real silk.

He holds her hair in his hand, not too roughly, he tugs as he sneers in her ears.

"You like to tease me so much, huh? You wanted to make sure I cum as hard I can in your thick juicy walls, hmm? You want that, mommy? You like it when I'm moaning your name like that?" He says, pushing her down with his hips.

Ravine takes everything that he had to give. His thrusts were incredibly powerful this time. Maybe it's because he wants to relieve himself as quick as possible. That boner must have hurt so bad after coming out of the warm water.

But she willingly induced that pain in him. She wanted him to feel the goodness of his swollen dick. And for herself, she wanted his thicker rod expanding her walls even vigorously than before.

Ravine throws her head back, her back arching as Aaron holds her by her chest. He plummet into her like a wild beast. The moist skin slapping noises turned them on even more.

He was slipping in and out of her with such ease, he loved it so much.

"I'm close! I'm close!" Ravine announces, her high pitched voice indicating how close she was.

"Fuck!"

"Oh, fuck." Aaron's sloppy yet harsh thrusts even made Ravine reach her climax. The two cum on and in each other.

Aaron was tired and their sweats mixed.

"Looks like we need to shower again." Says Ravine as they chuckle. Turning around after his semi hard dick was pulled out, Ravine was feeling overly naughty. She looks into the man's eyes who was panting tough because of his exercise.

He sees Ravine take the juices flowing down her inner thigh, her index finger scooping up the white liquid as she plops her finger into her mouth.

Aaron was left speechless.

"Is this your strategy to make me destroy you, Ravine? Well, let me give you a heads up." He follows close to her. He reaches out for her core and fingers her while tickling her g-spot. He knows all of her inside and out by now.

Then, he does the same.

He plops both his fingers in his mouth as he smirks at Ravine who looks at his blurred figure.

"It's working. I might destroy you soon tonight." Says Aaron. Meanwhile, Ravine felt like she was about to pass out from the full daddy vibes from the younger man. Even if this contract required Aaron to act like the needy bottom, Ravine was quite inquisitive of his manly daddy side.

She was not fully aware of how beastly Aaron could possibly be in his prime horny stage. She thinks... she compares...

If this is how things are supposed to feel so good already, she just wonders how it would be if Aaron was the Dom for awhile.

She watches as Aaron turns around and enters the bathing cubicle. It was half transparent, his legs were seen as he switches on the warm shower.

"You coming, mommy?" He peeps out and asks her as she nods her head.

"Y-yeah! Just a second!" Saying, he runs towards him.

At last, she was fucked by him under the shower again. This time, it was his request to let him fuck her.

After three rounds, Ravine's legs almost gave up on her. When Aaron set her down after letting her squirt all over his body under the shower, she felt like a little baby lamb.

Aaron laughed at her face, yet as gentlemanly he could be, he helped her to the bed and even dressed her up.

"When is the therapist arriving?" As she asked, Aaron glances at the clock mounted to the wall.

"She will be here by 4 pm. We have an hour or so to eat." Says Aaron.

"Great. I think I can... walk now." Her face blushed profusely meanwhile Aaron, the culprit of her weakened legs was laughing his lungs out.

"Shut up!" Out of embarrassment, she screams at him with her tomato face.

An hour later as they sat on the couch with the lightest of conversations in the run, the door bell rings.

"I think it's the therapist. Lemme bring her." Saying, Aaron goes to fetch the therapist as Ravine adjusts herself on the couch. It was nice and sunny outside yet it smelled like it would rain soon.

"Yes, doctor. She is an overthinker." Ravine hears Aaron and Mrs. Sharon's conversation zooming in.

"Being a stranger, you sure know lot about your friend young man." Sharon, the therapist says as her British accent flowed out freely. Ravine smiles at the woman and stands up.

"Hello, Ravine Renaldi! Good to see you in the perfect health! Your friend must be taking good care of you, am I right?" The therapist exclaims as the two look at each other. Aaron happened to tell the therapist of how he and Ravine were related. And being friends was the safest option without getting caught.

"Mister Aaron, I shall talk to you later. But I must have a session lasting one hour with Miss Ravine alone. Could you please keep yourself hidden somewhere, dear?" The middle aged lady says to Aaron.

"Certainly ma'am, carry on. I will be closed in the kitchen." The two share a chuckle as Aaron walks into the kitchen.

Ravine opens up sequentially to her therapist. She was doing great for her first PTSD session and the therapist was impressed.

An hour felt like literal minutes as it began to darken around the colony. The sun was setting, and so was Aaron's patience thinning.

He prepares a fresh batch of cookies, all distorted looking but he was happy they tasted good. As an hour passed, he walks out with the apron still on.

"Let's conclude the session for today, Miss Ravine. You've done a great job." Says the therapist. Concern flickers in Aaron's eyes as he watched the dried tears and a red nose on Ravine's face.

"Oh, please Miss Sharon! I've made my special chocolate chip cookies for you. Please have them." Presenting two plates of warm batches of cookies, he enjoys the time a little more with the two older women. The therapist leaves after leaving a heck ton compliments to the young man.

"To think you're 19 and I'm 23 yet you make such good food. I appreciate your existence, Aaron. You're a special kid." Says Ravine as Aaron fakely blushes behind his hands.

Yet, his heart was content today.

Everything was over.