Judging by the slight laugh she emits when I start to kiss her neck and pull her close to me, I don't favor my chances of getting any tonight despite my earlier declaration of love.
"Your mum is downstairs," Amelia whines quietly, yet her head tips to the side to allow me more access to her soft skin. She lets out a slight gasp as I slide my hand down and squeeze her bum, pressing her tighter against me.
"Don't care," I mumble against her skin, nipping at her skin gently as her hands slide into my hair.
"Rhodes..." She half sighs, half moans, tugging on my hair as I walk backward towards the bed.
"We can be quiet," I smirk, biting her earlobe as she falls backward onto the bed. She lets out a giggle and wraps her leg around my waist.
"We are never quiet!" She giggles, pressing her lips against my neck. She's right; nothing is better than hearing her scream my name. I roll my hips against hers, desperate to create some friction between us. She whimpers quietly, pulling my hair tighter in her hand. My hand skims underneath her T-shirt and slips my hand into her panties. She gasps slightly as my fingers rub against her, her lips forming a perfect circle.
"We can be quiet," I reassure her as I slide one finger into her slowly, using my thumb to rub her clit in a circle. I love the way her body reacts to my touch, the way her hips lift up off the bed, or the way her head tips upwards towards the ceiling. I reattach my lips to her neck, sucking and biting on the skin. She buries her head in my neck as she lets out a gentle moan, sliding her hand down to my boxers and palming me through the thin layer of fabric. I'm already hard and nearly completely out of my mind; I need to bury myself in her and forget all the bad shit.
I slide my fingers out and smirk as she whimpers at the loss of contact before she works quickly to push my boxers down. They rest at my knees; I can't be fucked pushing them down the rest of the way. Too much work, and I'm too desperate for her.