AMELIA.
“You look so f*****g good right now, Amelia.” He whispered in my ears and I immediately felt goosebumps go down my spine.
I wanted to peel his hands off me, because people were looking. And we seemed to be in a very intimate position right now to the outside world.
But I couldn't bring myself to do it, in fact, I was scared that he would take his hands off. As if he could read my thoughts, he pulled me closer to him and I rolled my eyes, stopping myself from moaning as I felt the hard budge that was against my butt.
Fuck.
“Dylan. H..hey.” I stammered.
Why the f**k did I stammer again? What was wrong with me? I should be able to at least release a coherent sentence. But nothing was forming, the most annoying thing was that only thing I could focus on was his breathing.
