Chapter 133: Stupid Behaviour [2] [R-18]

Sidney smiled, small and genuine, as she stayed fully seated on Amon, hips pressed flush against his.

She grunted a little as the foreign object pushed its way into her, but at the same time, she could already feel the growing tingle of pleasure.

The tight, wet heat of her body wrapped around him completely.

Both of them breathed carefully for a few seconds, adjusting to the sudden fullness.

Amon’s hands rested on her bare waist, thumbs stroking the soft skin.

Sidney’s palms stayed flat on his chest as she looked down at him.

"How does it feel?" he asked.

"Full," she whispered. "Really full... and hot."

Amon gave her hips a light squeeze. "Then move when you’re ready."

Sidney lifted herself slowly and sank back down.

The wet sound of it was clear in the quiet room.

She repeated the motion, finding a careful rhythm.

Her breasts swayed gently with every rise and fall. Amon watched her face the entire time.

He raised his upper body and centered himself against her, moving his body with her.

"You’re doing well," he murmured. "Good girl."

The praise made her walls flutter around him.

Sidney leaned down and kissed him while she continued to ride.

The kiss was open and a little messy. When she pulled back she kept her forehead against his.

"I wanted this for so long," she admitted, voice soft. "Even when I knew I shouldn’t."

Amon’s hands slid up her back. "You’re here now. That’s what matters."

He sat up without pulling out, wrapping his arms around her.

The new angle let him thrust upward while she moved.

Sidney moaned against his shoulder and held on tighter.

Their bodies stayed pressed together, skin warm and slightly damp.

Every time he pushed up she met him halfway, the wet slap of their hips growing steadier.

After a while Amon lifted her off him.

Sidney made a small sound of protest, but he was already guiding her onto her hands and knees.

He moved behind her, hands settling on the soft curve of her ass.

"Tell me if it’s too much."

Sidney looked back over her shoulder, black-and-orange hair falling across her face, and gave him a flushed smile. "I want you. Don’t hold back."

Amon pushed back inside in one smooth thrust.

Sidney’s arms nearly gave out.

He held her hips steady and began to move, deeper and a little harder than before.

The new position let him sink in completely with every stroke.

The soft sound of skin meeting skin filled the room along with her quiet moans.

He reached around and cupped both of her breasts, squeezing them in time with his thrusts.

Sidney pushed back to meet him, clearly wanting more. Amon gave it to her.

He picked up the pace, driving into her with steady, powerful strokes while his fingers pinched and rolled her nipples.

"Ah~ Amon... right there~"

"I’ve got you."

He kept the rhythm strong and deep. Every time he bottomed out Sidney made a small, helpless sound of pleasure.

Her fingers twisted in the sheets. The wetness between them grew louder, slick and unmistakable.

When her arms started shaking he pulled out and turned her onto her back.

Sidney looked up at him with hazy, happy eyes, legs falling open without needing to be asked.

Amon settled between them, hooked one of her knees over his arm, and pushed back in.

The angle was deeper still.

Sidney’s mouth fell open. "Ah~!"

Amon quickly moved his hand and grabbed her mouth to muffle her moan.

He feared Ambrosia will wake up if she kept on shouting like that.

He started moving with longer, harder strokes.

The bed creaked softly beneath them.

Sidney’s hands gripped his shoulders, then slid down his back.

Each thrust drew a brighter flush across her chest and cheeks.

Feeling his pelvis against her, made Sidney understand that they were finally one and this simple thought, managed to set her off.

This time it was Amon’s turn to grunt when he felt her vagina constrict around his shaft as if trying to squeeze him out of everything he was worth.

She kept her eyes on his face even when the pleasure made her want to close them.

"I love how you feel inside me," she whispered. "Don’t stop."

Something in Amon’s control loosened.

He hooked both of her legs higher and began to thrust in earnest.

Raising his body, he put his hands around Sidney’s slender hips and slowly took out his penis before slamming it in again just as the head was about to come out.

One, two, three. Slowly, increasing the speed, he began to hammer in her with no restraint.

Her soft inner walls continuously stimulated his shaft. He felt a surging sensation that was about to burst at the back of his neck.

The wet sound of their bodies grew louder.

Sidney cried out, but the sound was pure pleasure. Her nails dug into his back.

"Yes~ like that~ harder~"

Amon gave her exactly what she asked for.

He drove into her hard and fast, the head of his cock kissing the deepest part of her with every stroke.

Sidney’s breasts bounced with the force of it.

Her voice broke into short, helpless moans.

The happy, open expression never left her face even as the intensity climbed.

With each thrust, her womb twisted, her slender body jumped, and moans escaped her thin lips.

He firmly held onto her hips as he bore deeper into her.

As he continued to thrust, the viscous fluids created a constant moist slapping sound.

Whenever he rubbed her vaginal wall, a pleasured panting voice leaked out from her mouth.

Her panting voice was as clear as a bell, hearing it pleased him to no end.

When he changed his angle, her body started trembling. He focused on the same place and rubbed his glans.

"I’m close," Amon warned, voice rough.

"Inside," Sidney said immediately. "Please~ cum inside me~"

He didn’t hold back. A few more powerful thrusts and he buried himself to the hilt, grinding deep as he came.

Thick pulses flooded her while her walls clamped down around him in her own climax.

Sidney’s back arched; a long, trembling cry left her throat. Her legs shook against his arms.

Amon stayed deep inside her when it was over, breathing hard, forehead resting against hers.

Sidney’s arms wrapped loosely around his neck.

She was still smiling, eyes half-lidded and full of quiet satisfaction.

Neither of them moved to separate.

Amon remained buried inside Sidney, feeling the small aftershocks that still fluttered around him.

She held him close and the night outside the window stayed dark and silent.

Just as they were basking in the pleasure, a soft knock echoed on the door.

"Amon?"

Ambrosia’s voice echoed from outside making them both forze in place.