Amelia’s POV
“I mean it.” He finished and I swallowed. I knew that he didn’t intend for it to be s****l but I couldn’t control the sensation those words sent through my being.
My body vibrated, my heart raced and I could also feel the moisture of my panty from how much juice my p***y had leaked.
His face was awfully close to mine, his hand in my hair, sending the wrong signal to my body. His hot breath on my face threatened to drive me crazy and I could feel my n*****s getting hard even though he hadn’t done anything.
His compelling grey eyes drew me in and it was taking all that I had in me to not give in to the stupid pull that kept dragging me towards him.
Groaning, I tried to fight him off, to get him to let go of my hair but somehow, my vain attempt only brought me closer to him
