Chapter 81

• AMELIA’S P.O.V
• I let out a whine of protest as he pulled away from me. His eyes were half lidded with lust and there was a tent in his trousers. I could see him straining to pull away from me almost as if it physically hurt him to do so. He helped me to my feet and pulled my jacket onto my shoulders.
• “I hate to leave you like this,” he murmured, “especially since you didn’t cum yet but I have something important to handle. I will see you as soon as I can.”