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Amelia's pov

The first brush of his lips on mine felt so good that my toes curled and my body instantly melt into his. The chaos in my mind quieted down, and the storm disappeared.

I should have pushed him away then. But I am rooted, completely under his spell.

His hands cup my face, pulling me closer as he tilt his head in a way and pushed his tongue passed his lips to brush between mine. He's asking for entrance to take things further.

And I give it to him happily. Spreading my lips and sighing when his tongue pushes into my mouth. He groaned, one of his hand leaving my face to wrap around my waist and pull me even closer while the other slide down my neck to grip it. My heart pound. Tingles race up my spine and spread out my body like a wildfire.

He tilted my head back, grunting as his lips rolled against mine in a sweet dance. For once in my life, I give control to someone else, I let him take the reins. Butterflies flap their wings wildly up my ribcage.

He pushes me back and my b