warnings: no insest, pet names, AGE GAP, size kink, fingering, kissing, praising.
your so sweet to aaron, every chance you get you treat him so well.
when aaron came home, you welcomed him with kisses.
arron loved you. he loved how much you cared. he loved how you were so sweet. he especially loved how much smaller you were then him. 
arron hotchner had a size kink.
when arron came home you wanted to help him through the hard days. you would spread your legs and let him flip you whichever way he wanted.
tonight arron came home with the same eyebags he has every night. you saw it in his face how tired he was.
“hi!” you said as he walked through the door, dropping his bags. you jumped up from the couch and padded to him.
he smiled. “hi little girl.” his voice rasped.
you buried your head into his chest as he picked you up from the ground, wrapping your legs across his torso, arms layed across his wide shoulders.
“i missed you so much!” you said, picking your head up to look at him.
all you were wearing was a short white dress that rid up your thighs when he picked you up.
“i missed you too.” arron said with a grin. his hand ran up your back to your head, cradling it before leaning in to plant a soft kiss to your lips.
you giggled as you leaned in for another. and another. and another.
“sweetheart.” he stoped you. you smiled and rested your head against his shoulder again before he started to walk to the bedroom.
once he walked into the bedroom he set you down on your shared bed, walking over to the closet to change.
you waited patiently, swigging your feet. “are you tired?” you asked from the bed.
“yes.” he said flatly. walking out of the closet. all he was wearing was navy blue pajama pants.
for a old man, arron had quite the body. the hair sticking to his chest made you drool. the veins that danced up his arms were so thick.
his voice snapped you out of your thoughts. “are you?”
your eyes flicked to his. “not really.” you said almost shyly.
you heard arron chuckle before his big hands met you your hips. he picked you up and sat you on his lap. you perched up on his thigh.
you lifted your head to look at him. he smiled. his hand slipped over your waist and the other traveled down your leg.
“this is pretty.” arron said, admiring your dress.
“thank you.” you giggled again, putting your arms around his neck, leaning down to rest your head on his chest.
you watched where his hands traveled, one began to slip under the hem of your dress, his rough fingertips tickling your tummy.
arron kissed your head before you felt his fingers brush your clothed cunt. you gasped as you looked at him.
arron shushed you. you reached down to grab his forearm. your tiny hand didn’t even wrap around it.
“dad-” you whined, resting your head against him again.
his thumb tranced up and down your cunt, slowly. so slowly. your squeezed his shoulders.
you grabbed his pinky finger, guiding his hand inside your panties. his middle finger met your warm pussy. you sighed as you began to move his hand on your own.
“can you put it inside, dad?” you whispered, sweetly.
arron hummed and kissed your cheek. you let go of his hand and put it on his knee to help yourself.
his fat finger pushed inside of you, softly. you mewed.
“you are-tired?” you tried to say, opening your eyes.
his hand ran up your back. “no, baby.” he smiled.
you nodded your head. “i wanna cum.” you said, squeezing his knee.
“how about on my cock?” he whispered.
you eyes shot open. you nodded way to fastly.
arron stopped his movements on your pussy. he kissed you before grabbing you and laying you on top of the bed. he climbed on top of you and kissed your cheek again.
he set himself free, your eyes immediately landed on his cock. your tiny hand grabbed the tip then slid down, your hand wasn’t even half the size of him.
arron groaned, he closed his eyes for a moment then carefully grabbed your wrist, setting it on the bed.
“let me take care of you, honey.” he whispered. you whined but got comfortable anyway.
his hands slid up your thighs to your panties, he hooked his fingers in, then pulled, setting them to the side.
he pulled your dress up so it pooled on top of your tummy, revealing your glistening pussy. arron bent down and kissed your belly. you laughed.
he guided his hips to yours, pulling his cock to meet your cunt. you cried, hands gripping his shoulders.
he slid inside of you slowly but properly.
“your my girl, my favorite little girl.” arron groaned into your hair.
the sounds that came from both of you were delicious.
“i think i might-dad i think-dad!” you yelped as your hands pushed against his chest.
“my little girl. got the best pussy. just so sticky and goey, huh? cum for dad, yeah?” arron rasped.
you fell limp when you came. your thoughts sticked together, as you felt his thrusts become sloppier.
arrons cum spilled out of your wet pussy. he body landed on top of yours. to heavy for you to handle but not to heavy to kiss the top of his sweaty hair.
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