Amelia
My mind emptied of everything but sensation as his arms formed an inescapable cage around me, I had no desire to escape. My heart pounded so hard I was certain he must feel it. The urge to touch him back was almost painful. I longed to run my fingers through his midnight- black hair, to trace the muscles shifted and relaxed beneath my greedy touch. I swallowed a moan, my throat tight with want. He dipped his head to my neck, his breath warm against my sensitive skin. He inhaled deeply, drawing in my scent, and my breath caught in my throat. My body instinctively leaned more toward him.
His tongue flicked out, a slow, lick against my neck, his wet tongue slid over my soft skin that ignited a throb of pure need in me, making me gasp. Each small brush of his skin against mine felt
