Aiden stepped closer behind me, close enough to press against my ass as he rested his hands on my hips. I missed my shot, and as I leaned forward to grab another ball, I felt it: the hard outline of his cock against me. “Keep trying,” he murmured. “It’s really cute when you try so hard. Just remember: I’ve read your posts. As much as you want to win, as much as you long for that reward - you know that what you actually deserve is punishment. Naughty girls don’t get rewards.” “Shit, Aiden...stop distracting me…” I’d wanted to sound angry, but instead my voice was pleading. My score was so close
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