Arveion's hand caresses up Amber's arm, and her head laid on his shoulder. His other hand created circles in her thigh, going higher as time passed.
"I'm sorry," He whispered in her ear,"Really sorry." He nibbled on her earlobe and the girl gasped, throwing herself from between his legs and avoiding eye contact as a deep blush threatened her cheeks.
"Y-you said that a thousand times." She folded her lip into her mouth and he chuckled, his deep voice filling the quiet room.
"C'mere." Amber tried jumping off the bed but his strong arms had already wrapped around her waist. He pulled her back between his legs and flush against his chest.
"Why did you call me here—" She tried asking but he ignored her question altogether.
He leaned his head on her shoulder, grip her chin gently and positioned her head where their eyes met,"Can I show you how sorry I am."
