Amelie
I blinked up at him. “What’s the last thing you remember?” He asked, his brows furrowed as he gazed down at me.
I swallowed. And looked down to his chin as another memory came of me lîcking the cheese off his chin, and I answered, “I remember eating burger.” I felt heat climbing up my face as I remembered how I had asked him to get náked with me, and to make love to me
“What else?” He questioned as he took me back into the bedroom.
I shrugged. He didn’t say anything as he sat me down on the bed, picked up the shirt that was half hanging off the bed and helped me into it. I sucked in a breath as the back of his fingers brushed my brèasts. But he didn’t pay any attention as he looked lost in his own thoughts. After buttoning up my shirt, he donned his own pyjamas.
“I don’t know…
