She stays nestled in his arms, clinging to him for safety. She's never felt so alone and so vulnerable as she did right now. She knew that Troy was here for her...but it didn't take away the feeling that she was alone with no one else around her. She felt small and insignificant. Her fear was overtaking her and she genuinely felt bad for leaving Troy in such a terrible state. If her tattoo hadn't come uncovered, then that would have never been an issue. He would have seen thoroughly pleased by now. But this was keeping her from the mood that she was once in.
He's saying he doesn't have to know what she experience and she hoped that was true. The things that happened to her in the camps changed her life. They tested her will power and taught her the true value of a life. She was glad she didn't have to go into detail about what happened to her in the concentration camps. She figured he could probably guess the things that happened to her and none of it was good things. Maybe one day she could open up to him...just not tonight.
However, Troy was still in a heightened state of arousal. While she was pressed against him, she could feel his erection pressing against her thigh. She knew that he wasn't asking for them to pick up where they left off, but it was a curtesy. While Amelia wasn't really feeling the mood, she did want to thank Troy for at least being there for her.
She slowly stepped forward, pushing him towards the bed. She wanted to make sure he was taken care of just as he had taken care of her. Perhaps next time she might be a little more willing, but at least for now she could give him a blowjob. At least it would help him out. She knew it could get quite uncomfortable for men to ignore their erections â€" no need to put Troy through unnecessary pain. "Sit." Her words were harsh, commanding, as if she wouldn't take "no" for an answer from him.
She nestled between his knees, kneeling on the floor as she slowly reached up to stroke him through the jeans that he had conveniently re-buttoned. "While I've lost my mood...I'm not going to leave you uncomfortable. That's rude...no matter the circumstance." She's had men lose interesting and leave her just on the cusp of orgasm before and she knows what it feels like to be on the edge of release and not to get it. She doesn't like the feeling and she won't be forcing Troy to feel like that again. "I won't take 'no' for an answer...just enjoy." Fingers slowly work at the button of his jeans, slowly releasing it and unzipping the zipper. She pulls him from his jeans and begins a slow stroke. She's not sure if he's going to try to resist. She doesn't want him to. Despite all that had happened, she still wants to take care of him. He still means a lot to her. Even if they never dated, he still would always be someone special to her. She wanted to make him feel better.

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