Amelia
"You taste like f*****g heaven, Amelia," he murmurs against my lips. I'm on the verge of having another o****m. He just keeps licking and sucking, feasting on me as if I were a succulent fruit. I shatter and come in his mouth. I grab his hair and buckle against him. I lie on my back and stare at the ceiling as I catch my breath.
He's hovering above me. His lips are plump and red. I want to bite them, suck them, but I have to end this. This isn't right. Even though Damien has broken my f*****g heart tonight, my heart isn't in this. It's my body that wants Devon.
"Devon—"
He flips me around, taking me by surprise, and fists my hair. He says in my ear, "Do you know how long I've wanted to f**k you? Do you?"
His words are a turn on even though I was about to bring this to an a
