When The Rules Are Broken ✔️

Chapter Nine

Amelia allowed James to guide her upstairs. The anticipation of what was to come had her heart thumping against her ribcage. She barely had a glimpse of the master bedroom trimmed in cream and dark green when James took her mouth with his.

There was nothing tame about the kiss. It was hot and explosive. She felt him stir against her when their tongues tangled in desperation for more.

Amelia was lost in the indescribable pleasure as warmth gushed between her legs. She shuddered on a moan. His treacherous lips made their way down her neck, sucking and biting until her limbs were languid from the white-hot desire that coursed through her veins.

Clasping her hands on his hips, she rubbed herself against the hard planes of his body. It made James chuckle darkly. "Oh, baby, I will give what you want."

His breathless voice caressed her skin, shooting bolts of lust to settle low in her belly. True to his words, James wasn't done. His hands slipped down to cup her breasts. She combusted.

Hungering for a taste of him, Amelia yanked his face up and poured all she felt into the kiss. Their teeth and tongues tangling once more in high-pitched fervour.

With a groan, James pulled away and rested his forehead against hers, gasping for breath. "Fuck, I want you so bad. You have no idea."

"Me too." She giggled huskily. It was all too much, but it felt good. Damn good!

He stole a quick kiss before reaching down to pull her shirt up. "Let's get you out of this."

She complied, raising her hands.

As James discarded her top, his eyes took in her red bra. Something visceral burnt in them that set her on edge. She highly doubted she would survive the night.

"You are so beautiful."

"You are not bad, either." She blushed.

His lips curled into a cocky smile. "But I'm not even naked yet."

Before she could do anything, she was back in his arms, where he worked his magic to drive her insane with unimaginable desire that refused to subside. Suddenly, the cold air hit her breasts. Her nipples pebbled in protest. Wasting no time, James dropped his head to feast on the sensitive flesh.

He bit and sucked. Amelia squirmed as his tongue made her feel wanton. Mewling, she arched against him. Her need made her incoherent as it teased all her nerve endings, driving her to the brink of madness.

When James let go of her nipple for the other, she was utterly lost in the sensations he evoked. It didn't take long for her legs to give way. Taking advantage, he walked her backward to the bed and pushed her down. She fell on it along with him.

"Lie down," he commanded, harsh and gentle all at once.

Amelia lay down and watched as he reached for leggings and shucked it off along with her panties. Then, he stood to his full height and stared hard, his eyes travelling from her full breasts to her narrow waist and then down to her core that yearned for the snug fit with him.

With mouth half-opened, James took his fill while doing nothing. His breath came out in spurts of gasps. The bulge in his jeans grew. Abruptly, he reached for the side table and rummaged through its drawer to pull out a small packet.

As he retraced his steps back, Amelia licked her lips and spread her legs open.

James' breath hitched.

Emboldened, she opened her legs a little more. Tingles ran to the centre of her body and curled until she shivered.

"Fuck!" he swore and hurried to get rid of his jeans. His T-shirt followed soon.