Amelia's POV
He had his face pressed into my neck, kissing it all over, softly, multiple times.
“You're so soft.” He groaned while I just stayed there, having the time of my life.
“Are there cameras now? I mean the ones you made me sign a consent form for.”
I was getting a little excited already.
“Yes.”
“Where?”
He started pointing so I followed his finger.
“Right there, there, and there.”
“Nice angles.” I bit my lips and started reaching for the button of my shirt.
He stopped me even though I could feel him harden beneath me. He was so hard, I wondered how he was holding up without pain. I felt pity for him, crazy.
He looked like he wanted to pin me down and f**k me with anger, so why was he doing this? I was going to lose my mind soon.
“I told you, right time.”
“And when is
