Noah POV
I’m in heaven; it’s official.
As Amelia deepened our kiss, I grabbed her hips and pulled her snug against me.
Shame she was still wrapped in the bedsheet.
Her small hands rub my abs and chest having her on me and her soft hands running up and down me is nearly the undoing of me until she rocks her hips and grinds herself against me.
She’s hot and wet even under that bedsheet.
Pulling herself up, Amelia looks down, biting her lip. She traces a fingers along my shoulder blade and hovers over where the knife had pultruded from last night.
It's nothing more than an annoying red mark that itches now. I know that’s because of her, or I would still have a gaping wound there.
Her eyes lock with mine.
“I forgot you got hurt.” She whispers.
I nodded, waiting to see where
