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Amelia's pov

My thighs spread and he moves between them, fingers gripping and tugging my hair as his tongue seek entrance once more.

This time I am not eager to give it to him as I am fighting to be the one in control. I nipped his lower lip, causing him to smirk and chuckle low.

I shivered.

His fingers skim up my thighs slowly, teasingly. I moaned, biting his lip softly. He grunted, and returned the assault, but with more determination to conquer me and get what he wants.

I refuse to back down and give him the reins this time around and snake my arms around his neck, arching my back and pressing my chest to his.

His fingers skim higher and higher, his touch burning through my skin and setting me on fire. I moaned, unable to help it and gasp when his fingers skim dangerously close to my inner thigh.

And that's when I lost. His tongue snakes in quickly and he moaned in both pleasure and victory. I am certain he can hear my heartbeat, it pounded so loud in my chest I don't think he coul