[In the morning, she might be embarrassed of the urgent sound that slips out when he touches her, of the hunger with which she kisses back, fingers digging into his back. She might be confused, even, at the fact that a one-night stand with no desire for romance is showing this much dedication to her pleasure. But for the time being, she just holds on and lets Amos take her apart, unabashed and beyond willing.
It doesn't take long, not with her body so starved of touch, and Amos somehow so keyed into just what she needs. She whines into his mouth - mortifying, honestly - as her muscles contract around him, sharper and harder than the first time. Her heels press into the backs of his thighs, surely leaving marks.
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It doesn't take long, not with her body so starved of touch, and Amos somehow so keyed into just what she needs. She whines into his mouth - mortifying, honestly - as her muscles contract around him, sharper and harder than the first time. Her heels press into the backs of his thighs, surely leaving marks.
Damn.]