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John flexed his thighs so that her back was resting against it, while Amelia twisted her hips rapidly, and John just felt himself pushing into that spot again and again ...

"AHHH!"

Amelia suddenly screamed and then went limp right into John\'s body like her whole body had been drained of its bones.

John felt his cock being clenched one at a time ...Amelia\'s pretty face was pressed against John\'s chest, panting rapidly, her breath blowing on John\'s chest between one breath and the next.

She drilled both hands under John\'s body, signaling John to lift his body.

John sat up holding her body and she immediately wrapped her legs tightly around John\'s waist to keep him from leaving.

She then lay back down with John in her arms, and John and she completed a direct body swap without separating their lower bodies.

Then John used his own familiar way to pound this perfect woman\'s body from top to bottom, she unconsciously moaned lowly while throwing her head ...

I don\'t know how long it took, but John let out a sharp low growl and his whole body felt like it exploded violently, for a split second it was like the scenery around him was spinning.

John lying on Amelia\'s petite body slightly panting, Amelia is like an octopus tightly grasping John\'s back, small mouth slightly open but seems to be unable to call out.

With all these gradually rest, Amelia finally loosened the hold tight John\'s hands and feet, paralyzed on the bed, white tender body gently trembling.

"Really... you\'re like a superhero..."

John displayed a contented smile, leaning down to place a tender kiss on Amelia\'s smooth forehead. 

Lifting himself to not rest on her, he noticed tears forming in her eyes. 

As he began to sit up, she turned away, tears rapidly falling. 

John gently turned her face toward him, wiping away the tear trails.

"What\'s wrong?" John asked softly and gently.

"You must think I\'m easy, that you can look down on me."

Amelia\'s voice wavered, tears continuing to stain the sheets as she turned her back to him. 

Honestly, John hadn\'t expected this to be her first words after their intimate moment. 

He understood what she was trying to convey. 

She was worried about being perceived as frivolous in the eyes of the man she cherished.

But John never thought that way.

Look down on her? Impossible.

He had experienced her incredible allure, thoroughly enjoying the physical pleasure she brought him. 

How could he ever harbor such a disgraceful thought after taking advantage of all she offered? 

Quite the contrary, he admired Amelia\'s character. 

She knew what she wanted and what she was willing to give. 

She held herself to a standard seldom acknowledged in the entertainment world. 

While she might not always get what she sought, she had the courage to chase her dreams. 

John realized his feelings for her weren\'t solely based on physical attraction.

Seeing her tear-streaked face and reddened eyes, he felt a pang of sympathy. Wiping away the trails of tears with his finger, he softly inquired, "Do you regret it?"

Looking determinedly into his eyes, Amelia shook her head vigorously.

"Then, will you continue to be with me?" John asked playfully, trying to lighten the mood.

"Yes!"

Amelia responded loudly, turning to nestle her head into John\'s chest, wrapping her arms tightly around his waist.

John gave a slight smile, thinking she must\'ve relaxed a bit, right? 

Supporting his head with one hand, the other hand glided up and down her back, moving from her spine to her hips. 

Amelia slowly turned her head to face him, her reddened eyes filled with uncertainty. 

In a soft voice, she asked, "You truly don\'t look down on me?"

"Why would I?" John responded, even though he knew the answer.

"Because this is only our second time meeting, and we\'ve already made love," Amelia candidly replied, a hint of shyness and unease visible on her face.

John lowered his head, looking deeply into her eyes, "I really enjoy making love with you, and I truly like you. So, can we stop mentioning this nonsense about looking down?"

"Really? You like?" Amelia asked, her face brightening with joy. She then earnestly added, "Then I want to make love with you every day, to ensure you\'re happy every single day..."

John was suddenly moved by her genuine demeanor. 

It was as if her whole life revolved around making him happy, treating him as her very sun.

He rolled over, enveloping her entirely in his embrace, finding her lips and bestowing a deep kiss. 

As they drew closer, a familiar warmth began to ignite in their lower abdomen.

Amelia sensed it too. 

Her hand reached out to embrace his revived passion, but at that moment, John\'s stomach gave a loud grumble. 

Amelia, eyes dancing with mischief, teasingly asked, "Pizza or me?" She intentionally elongated the last word.

But just as she finished speaking, her stomach echoed with its own rumble.

Now, all she could do was glance at John awkwardly. 

John leaned down and gently kissed Amelia\'s lips, then burst into laughter, exclaiming, "Let\'s eat something first to recharge!"

"Deal! After we eat, I\'ll have something even better for you!" Amelia flirted, batting her eyelashes at him.

After a quick zap in the microwave, the pizza tasted surprisingly good, especially when paired with iced cola, reminiscent of a childhood flavor they once yearned for. 

The way Amelia devoured her pizza was childlike; she held it with her whole hand, her palm entirely covering the slice. 

It almost seemed as though she didn\'t chew, yet the entire slice disappeared in moments...

"I have to ask," Amelia mumbled with her mouth still full of pizza, "are you always this... passionate?"

John almost spat out his drink from the unexpectedness of her query. 

It seemed that after realizing he wouldn\'t judge her, she\'d let her guard down entirely. 

"Why would you ask that?" John took another sip of his cola before placing it down, continuing, "Did I seem overly... eager?"

"Why else would you sleep with a girl you\'ve only met twice?" Amelia swallowed, revealing a sly, slightly smug grin.

Chuckling, John replied, "Well, there was this woman who was quite taken by my good looks, insisting on taking me to bed. I just went with the flow."

Amelia immediately covered her mouth, bursting into fits of giggles. 

In the midst of their laughter and banter, they quickly polished off a large pizza.

Staring at the remaining pizza, John remarked, "There\'s still another one. How much do you usually eat? You bought so much."

Amelia replied with a playful laugh, "Haven\'t you heard of buy one get one free? Silly!"

Seeing Amelia\'s demeanor, John momentarily felt a sense of daze. 

This girlish charm was vastly different from the poised and cool Amelia he saw on stage. 

For a moment, John wasn\'t sure which was the real Amelia. 

But he certainly preferred this playful, girlish side of her.

She stood up, shot John another flirtatious glance, and said, "Don\'t worry, it won\'t go to waste. We\'ll continue eating later tonight..." 

With that, Amelia headed to the bathroom, poking her head out before closing the door to cheekily warn, "I\'m taking a shower, no peeking!"

The door was left slightly ajar, the sound of running water seeming to challenge a man\'s restraint. 

Yet, at that moment, John merely sat on the couch, lost in thought.

It\'s undeniable that Amelia was a girl who could easily captivate the heart. 

Beautiful, tender, and alluring, her frank and cheerful nature was endearing. 

What\'s more, her adoration for John, coupled with her liberal attitude towards intimacy, fulfilled him both emotionally and physically. 

This satisfaction was what made her irresistibly intoxicating to John, tempting him to lose himself in the sensation.

Emerging from the door, Amelia approached John, bending her knees slightly to squat beside his legs. 

She playfully said, "Sir, have you had your fill? Since the lady of the house is absent, allow me to attend to you."

A twitch played at the corner of John\'s lips. Was she initiating a role-play?

"If you\'re to serve me," John said with a playful smile, "shouldn\'t you be in my arms by now?"

Locking eyes with John, Amelia responded with a flirtatious gaze. 

Rather than dressing in her own clothes after leaving the bed, she had opted to wear John\'s discarded white casual shirt, beneath which, she wore nothing.

Through the partially unbuttoned neckline, John could clearly see her voluptuous curves. 

The hem of the shirt flirted with every movement, showcasing her feminine allure in all its glory. 

John silently marveled at her natural allure, magnified by her years in the entertainment industry; she had transformed into a bewitching siren.

With a swift move, John pulled Amelia onto his lap. 

One hand slipped inside her shirt, caressing her curves, while the other ventured lower, seeking the warmth of her intimacy.

Sensing John\'s growing excitement, Amelia feigned a coy resistance, "Sir, sir, we shouldn\'t... It\'s forbidden... If the lady returns, she\'ll punish me..."

As she turned her head, casting him another sultry glance, John felt as though he was on the brink of intoxication.