Peyton's Point of View
Amelia deepened the kiss to a level which gave me so much pleasure I thought I might end up going blind. She molded her body around me whilst making soft growling sounds from the back of her throat. The noise was almost feral and I loved it.
The sound of awkward throat clearing that came from behind her was completely unappreciated. Luckily, I remembered that I didn't give a s**t! But I was curious as to why Amelia wasn't pulling back. An audience usually caused her some sort of embarrassment. It wasn't like her to be such an exhibitionist! If anything, it appeared to spur her on.
"Um Peyton," Raya's unsure voice was cutting through my lust-filled haze. I ignored her. Her voice was not welcome in my ears. When she didn't get a response, she added "I don't
