Heating Up

*Amelia's Pov [Mature Content Ahead]*

*No hate towards my description. I am good at reading stuff like this, not sure about writing. But do remember, the author was imagining this so It will be realistic and not cringe*

Ace slowly bites my lower lips, earning a moan in return. His hand gently rubs my back in a soothing manner. His touch is so powerful yet so gentle. I breathe in his manly perfume that I love so much.

Ace breaks our contact, both of us panting for some air. He gently pushes me, my back touches the mattress and I looked at Ace. My eyes widen with shock. AM I REALLY DOING THIS?! OMG OMG OMG OMG

"Tell me to stop, Amelia. Tell me you don't want me and I will stop" Ace whispers, his voice soft and desperate. I looked into his eyes. Your eyes say something else, Ace. He was conflicted, waiting for me to give him permission, and I did.