Amelia's POV
"You are talking as if you didn't get hard." I said, in a nonchalant voice, "See your thing is poking me, as if it's can't wait—" I stopped when Liam pecked my lips out of nowhere.
"Babe, when did you learn to speak dirty?" Liam asked, smirking at me, "If you keep talking dirty like this then I don't think I will able to stop myself from devouring you."
My eyes widened in surprise and shock hearing his words. Our bedroom life has always been exciting, but sometimes it's just too much.
"Who is stopping you from devouring?" I asked, wrapped my hands around his neck and legs around his waist. The pressure of our private parts poking at each other made him groan in pain and pleasure. I smirked seeing the expression on his face, a mix of ecstasy and agony.
"You are going to regret for saying that," Liam said, looking at me so intensely that I felt goosebumps all over my body.
