Noah POV
Amelia had me by the balls, literally.
I couldn’t let out how much she was affecting me. Every touch sent sparks of the mate bond down my body.
My brain was stuck on repeat telling me to mate with her.
If I let one ounce of control over this slip. I’d lose it all. I’d end up taking her wherever we were and not giving a s**t about it.
I wasn’t joking about being held on by a thread, and the way she was touching me now was pure torture. Ecstatic mind-blowing torture.
The way Amelia was looking at me like she wasn’t sure if she was doing it right. But what she didn’t get was that she could be doing it anyway, and it would still be amazing and damn sure the best I’d ever and will ever have as it was her doing it.
I was going to explode.
I couldn’t hold on.
“Amelia”, I
