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The hands that had pressed into her waist left, caressing her as they traveled up. She could feel each press of his hand, overly aware of where he touched her, where he looked. Her own hands traced down his back, claws lightly dancing over, soft pricks just enough to satisfy that need inside her for violence while savoring this new experience with every breath she took. The buttons were undone one by one, leaving her with a shirt that wasn't torn in places from her violent ways of making love.
A kiss was pressed into her neck, Amy letting out a small whine of pleasure. He traveled down, driving her crazy with his licks to her breasts. She leaned down, taking an ear and softly biting it. Hands tugged at his waist, feeling around the muscles of his abdomen, dipping down to the alert length that had appeared with the slow pace. Smiling Amy slipped a hand around it, stroking softly, wishing that it was already inside her, wishing that the slow pace would remain.
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