Keeping her hands off Mike seemed to be difficult, and she wondered how she had restrained from him all this while. The moment they got to their bedroom, Mike kicked the door lock with his hind leg; they both got lost in each other.
Amelia ripped his shirt off sending the buttons flying around, not that she cared about it. She allowed Mike to push her to the bed and gently lay her flat on the bed while he hovered above her, kissing her breath out of her. She felt hot and her body tingled everywhere. The sensation seemed to drive her crazy.
"Are you sure of this?"
She nodded. The last thing he wanted was for her to regret it, but judging from the look on her face and the way she kept thrusting herself into his hand, he could feel that she wanted this as much as he did.
He smiled, "I promise to be gentle."
