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THIS IS GENUINELY JUST SMUT THERE IS NO PLOT AT ALL WE JUST JUMP RIGHT INTO IT
Samira Mohan has learned three things about Jack Abbot tonight. One, he's chatty.
“Fuck, Mohan, fuck,” he’s gasping against her mouth, grasping desperately for her hair, her back, her hips. Her hands are somewhere around his hair and his face, holding his jaw as he expertly slides his tongue through her mouth. “Need to touch you,” he breathes, fumbling around at her top. She tugs it up, over her tits, and he groans, greedily reaching to fondle her and squeeze. “Perfect,” he mumbles, biting his lip as he leans back to look. “Jesus Christ. Fuck me.”
