AMELIA.
"Don't hold back, Amelia. I know you want this," he breathed coolly against the wet spot of my neck like a devil trying to pull me into his abyss of temptation.
"No-no, Dylan. This.. this is wrong. We shouldn't be doing this. Our parents—" He pressed his finger against my trembling lips.
His eyes stared intensely into mine as he asks quietly. "How does resisting me makes you feel when you know deep down that you want it as much as I do? You want me, Amelia. You want me so don't deny the pull we have for each other," he said and I swallowed the lump in my throat, my heart thumping really fast in my ribcage as I stared back into his eyes.
There was this undeniable swirl of emotions in his eyes as he stared down at me. It felt and looked like a desire, a lustful yet loving look i
