Amelia felt drunken by his minty breath and his caressing fingers that she didn't stop him from taking care of her wet hair. Rather, her hands slid down to the top button of his wet shirt.
Without realising what she was doing, she started unbuttoning his wet shirt until her hands hit the buckle of his belt. It was at that point reality dawned on her. She broke away from the kiss staring at his lustful eyes, a warning bell ringing in her ears.
"Why did you stop?"
Blaze asked, a playful smirk curling up the side of his sexy lips.
Amelia gulped down her saliva, her reddened cheek looking more flushed than before.
Uncertainty laced every fibre of her being, questioning her morals and her shameful desires. She tried to pull away from him but Blaze stopped her.