Amelia’s POV
His words caused my body to vibrate and I could feel the heat between my legs as I slowly spread them apart to give him the access I was restricting before.
Castriel knew just how well to make me obey him and before I could draw in a breath, his mouth was already on mine, reclaiming my lips and kissing me as though he was on a quest to make sure I’m breathless.
My body responded in ways I wasn’t expecting and I felt myself strangely flattered by his interest as he moved from my lips to my neck.
A wanton needy moan escaped my parted lips as his fingers brushed my p***y and my back arched as I expected them to delve in but they pulled away immediately.
Fuck. I want him, he knows I want him and I know he knows but he derives pleasure in torturing and depriving me.
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