Amelia could not remember how she came to be pressed against the chair with Killian loaming over her. Her once neat hair was now messy thanks to his fingers skillfully running through it, tugging and releasing it to get her riled up.
She felt his weight on top of her but it wasn't enough to squash her. Amelia was reminded of how large and muscular he was in this position. Her hands had found their way to the back of his neck to press him down against her as their lips continued to move against each other.
"Ah!" She gasped the exact moment Killian's right hand, which was just in her hair a moment ago, settled on her breast and gave it a gentle squeeze.
Her reaction excited Killian who viewed it as an all-clear for him to leave his hand there. He continued to palm her breast a second more, waiting for any more objections and when there weren't any he twisted her hardened with his fingers which brought out another sweet sound from her.
