Calculating his thrusts with her moans and the way she responded to him at different angles, he knew just how she liked it soon enough and repeated it over and over. The sounds of the club were muffled behind the door, and it didn't really matter that they were only seperated by wood from the crowd. Ann was all that Jimmy cared about at the moment and in this position there wasn't room to think about other things.
Gripping onto her hips, his fingers digging into her skin as he grunted against her mouth, he was hot and sweaty and loved every moment of it all. Fighting and fucking. It's what he knew how to do best. He could feel the tightening coming in his lower abdomen and he thrusted frantically, unable to help himself. He didn't want to finish before her, but luckily by the way she kept contracting around him, she wasn't far off from finishing as well.
"So.. fucking.. good.. uhnnn" he voiced, unable to keep his voice down. He didn't care if someone heard him.