Amelia bit her lip. Still, she couldn’t hold back how much she truly wanted this. Wantedme.
“Go ahead,” I whispered. “Give me all those pretty sounds you only make when you’re alone and you’re touching yourself. There’s no one around to hear us.”
Her thighs tightened around my knee as she whimpered.
I fisted the hair at her nape as I toyed with her breasts. Each desperate sound that slipped out of her mouth made her taste twice as sweet.
Amelia grabbed my shirt, clawing at my chest as she hesitantly slid her tongue across my lips.
“Atta girl,” I soothed. “Just try it. See what you like.”
I pushed her shirt up and pulled the spandex bra down, exposing her breast for a split second before covering it with my mouth and pulling her nipple between my teeth. The sound that came from her mouth was wholly indecent. She writhed beneath me as I kneaded her breast. The soft swell filled my palm just enough. She was delicate and soft damn near everywhere. I wanted to pull those shorts down and see if her pussy tasted just as sweet as her lips.She would taste so fucking good. I bet I could make her come with just a few swipes of my tongue.
Amelia strained and pushed her wrists against my grip, but she wasn’t fighting me. She just had too much pent-up energy.
A good fuck was exactly what she needed.
But I couldn’t do that. Not here. Not like this.
“Jude,” she whimpered as she rocked and pushed her pussy harder against my knee.
I pinched her nipple, making her squeal against my lips. I grinned as I pushed my tongue into her mouth, kissing her as deeply as humanly possible. “Has anyone ever touched you like this?”
“No,” she choked out as she slid her hands beneath my shirt and traced every dip and line of my abdomen.
I licked around the shell of her ear. “You like it?”
“I’d like it better if you stopped holding back.” She tipped her head and returned the favor, nibbling on my ear. “I didn’t wait for sex for this long just for it to suck.”
I reared back and arched an eyebrow, slightly offended. “I donotsuck at sex.”
She tipped her chin up and smiled against my lips. “Prove it.”
“You’re forgetting that you’re supposed to hate me.”
She was forgetting that Ineededher to hate me.
Her eyes lowered to my mouth, but I didn’t kiss her. I held her wrists against the dirt as the two of us caught our breath, chests pressing against each other in perfect time.
“I could have run,” Amelia said. “I could have hidden from you. I could have killed you in your sleep.”
“You could havetried,” I said, countering her last statement.
“But I didn’t.”
Three words I already knew to be true seemingly changed everything.
“Why?”
The moment the word was out, I knew I shouldn’t have asked. It wasn’t because I didn’t know what her answer would be.
It was because I did.
It’s exactly why she scared me.
“Because I trust you.”
I released her wrists. “You shouldn’t. I’m dangerous. You know that.”
