When The Rules Are Broken ✔️

Chapter Seventeen

He was withdrawing from her. Ever since he had dropped the bombshell about the potential police investigation, James had shut off his feelings except in the bedroom. There, he kept a stream of salacious words until her cries of pleasure reached a crescendo. As things had moved so fast between them, Amelia had started on the contraceptive shots.

That night, after a hot shower, she changed into her pyjamas and headed to the bed. Surprised to find James already there, she said, "I thought I would have to drag you from your home office."

After they had been left to their devices, James had sequestered himself away. Amelia had let him be as he had been maligned ruthlessly in public. Suppressing a shudder at the ordeal facing him, she had put on a brave face.

"My mother won't be too pleased with all this. It's a relief Charlotte doesn't take after her," James said instead. 

Charlotte wasn't what she had expected, especially after meeting Anna. Being an heiress in her own right, she was genuinely down-to-earth, unlike her older brother, who was a bit guarded.

Walking up to him, she asked in a hushed voice, "How do you feel?" She met his gaze, trying to decipher his real thoughts. What was going through his mind right now? Talk to me, Jamie.

"Make love to me, Amelia. I want to forget everything. All I need is you," he murmured, pulling her into his arms, trying to draw on her strength.

The admission floored her. "I'm all yours."

It took him a minute to make short of her PJs. Soon, she stood naked with no layer of clothing. "God! you are so damn hot." He ran a hand across her flat belly. She shivered. He dropped a kiss on her shoulder. "I want to fuck you so bad."

Biting her lips in anticipation of his next move, Amelia watched as he reached out for her breasts. They swelled. Her breathing grew shallow. 

"When I am with you, I forget everything. I feel..."

"Feel what?" she persuaded him to continue.

James took a step back, his bulge visible in his pants.

"Free," he replied, stone-faced, though lust shone in the silvery blue eyes. 

Something in her tightened. He looked lost. She closed the distance and kissed him hard as if this was all the time they had with each other. Breaking away, she struggled with his shirt. He helped her unbutton it as they walked back to the bed and fell on it, still locked in a fiery embrace.

Once he had slipped off his shirt, Amelia raised herself to unbuckle his belt. "Let's get you out of this?" She shucked his pants off him, but they became stuck at his hips.

"Impatient, aren't you?" James laughed throatily as he came to her rescue.

When they were skin to skin, with no barriers between them, she stared at him. What she did next even surprised her. She touched his cheek, noticing the sweat on his forehead. 

It was nothing erotic, but it spoke of volumes of the intimacy between them. Goosebumps chased down her arms as a hot flush rose to her belly. It was such an oxymoronic moment.

In response, he thrust forward, rubbing his cock against her entrance. She knew what he wanted, but that would be the final act tonight. Sitting up, she gently pushed him on his back.

Confused, James lay down."What?"

Mounting him, Amelia let her hair feather his skin as she brushed her lips on his throat before travelling down. He trembled. Taking it as the carte blanche, she licked his dark nipples. He cried aloud her name.