Chapter 23 A knock

• Leah’s Point of View
• "Hmm... Haaa," I growled.
• I catch my breath as I maintain my grip on Amoux’ neck. My brain and body are already completely poisoned as a result of his kisses and caresses. While my two hands are lifted, one of his legs is now in the middle of my thigh, trying to split them. Our mouths are razors, as if there is no tomorrow. Each movement and breath of his is burning, adding to the blaze in my body.