Amelia's P.O.V
I don't think I could ever get tired of kissing his lips.
What's with the addictiveness of men. It annoyed me how one minute I was yelling at him for being so unbelievably annoying and then he had his lips clamped to mine all over again and I was ready to fall flat to the floor in a pile of jelly.
He made me weak at the knees. But he made me feel empowered at the same time.
"You should leave" I said quietly as I broke the kiss.
"Yeah, I should" he said kissing me again, passionate and gentle "but I sure don't want to"
He kissed me, pulling my bottom lips softly between his teeth which caused me to moan quietly, a slow rumble in the back of my throat that made him pull his signature smirk.
Over the past week we had become a couple of horny teenagers, making out at ever
