THIRTY EIGHT

CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT

Amelia reveled in the feel of his tongue inside her mouth, the way they prodded and retreated… tasted and demanded for more.

Her fingers curled around the collar of his shirt as she kissed him back, moaning when one of his hand gripped her ass and drawing her closer so they were aligned.

So the heat of their body mixed and held, causing a hot frenzy to cascade down her spine.

She was on fire and for a moment, she had forgotten exactly why she had been comforting him or what he had been saying; It was just them with the world dissolved around her.

“You taste so good” he groaned, his fingers searching her body and inching closer to her underside of her breasts which were suddenly heavy with desire.

This was Amelia’s cue to stop him and question exactly what they were doing; he wasn’t in the state of mind to be involved in this and she knew he was only using her to get away from whatever had brought him to her place but she did not want to stop.

She did not care tha