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Ajax stared at the coughing woman underneath him. Laughter bubbled in his chest, but he stopped it from spilling because he could see that the woman was already mortified enough.
"You can laugh," said Jules. She could feel the tremors that shot down the body of the man who was towering over her. She knew all too well that the man was laughing at her for being a bumbling idiot.
"I am – ha… I am not laughing." Ajax schooled his expression and looked at Jules, who shot him a fiercely suspicious look. "Really, I am not. Look at me; do you think I am laughing?"
She parted her lips to speak, but not a word had spilt from her mouth when Ajax pulled back and thrust right back in. he pulled one of her legs that was wrapped around his waist away and placed it on the crook of his shoulder. With his hand curled around her calf, he started thrusting. Each thrust doubled up in pace from the last.
