The fingers he felt through his hair sent jolts of electricity through his scalp. His lips traveled back up Amelia’s neck and he pulled away, placing one hand on her cheek and one at the small of her back, his lips crashed back into hers. He stood up, lifting Amelia up as she sat, straddled on his hips. He didn’t break contact as he walked them to the bedroom, sitting on the bed and continuing to let his hands explore Amelia’s body.